Tumblr's Magnetic Attraction

10. Reinventing Myself

When you walk around the corner you will see
The future your life turned out to be
A struggle maybe the surprise
But don’t let them tears fall down from your eyes

Life’s a work out, everything will work out
Even if it appears not to be now
Make sure to wear the perfect shoes for where your going
And keep walking and walking and walking

... You’ll never stop walking till you are gone
And start over if you have done something wrong
Time will never put down the pen of life
So don’t rush yourself, take your time

Beware of the tragedies that surround you
Because there is some people who walk real cruel
And pay attention to where you are going if you will
Because paying attention to others can get you killed

Remember to pick the right path
Everyone makes mistakes, but sometimes it isn’t which is sad
Think fast, never think bad... relax
As you walk your only task

** **

I had sex for the very first time last night. Do you hear me? I had sex for the very very very first time last night. I had sex for the first time last night. I had sex for the very first time last night. I HAD SEX FOR THE VERY FIRST TIME LAST NIGHT!

Sorry, I'm probably annoying you all who aren't virgins. Virgins, I'm probably exciting you.

Yes... it was amazing.

The way he held onto me while we were both naked made me feel loved... it made me feel comfortable. I was giving him all of my affection. I was giving him all my trust... he didn't break it. He made me feel great. My entire insides were filled with nothing, but joy... including my heart.

Now... disclaimer.

This only. Works with someone who you like or love. It only works with someone who cares about you. Either that or someone who is good at pretending to.

Now, you may ask me... what do I know? I was a virgin 12 hours ago.

Well, I know more than anyone who is still a virgin.

This isn't my way of trying to say that promiscuity is bad... because it's not, but I have a theory that the first time is better with someone who we truly care about. It's just a better experience, don't ask me why.

It's the same reason why a sandwich is better tasting when you don't make it.

It's science.

Chris and I are still laying in my bed. We're both awake, but we just aren't ready to get up.

"You were all over me last night," Chris says and adds, "It was annoying."

"Faith complains about the same thing when I stay the night at her place. I'm a horrible sleeper. Actually, one time, I got up in the middle of the night, grabbed my moms keys, drove the car to McDonolds and bought some French fries... and ate the French fries," I tell. "I was asleep the entire time."

"No! You even know what happened, you liar," he says.

"I woke up and ketchup was scattered all over my clothes and my mouth was salted. There was a Mcdonolds bag on my floor with a little bit of French fries in it. I was so confused. Then, my mom comes down stairs into my room, yelling at me because she can't find her keys. She sees it right next to me and says, 'I knew that there were some strange noises upstairs in the middle of the night,'" I say. "I told her that I didn't remember any of it and that I did not drink an ounce of alcohol the night before. At first she didn't believe me. Until she vented to one of her friends. He said that he has had sex while he was asleep before and mine could have happened. I have some Parasomnia sleeping disorder. If I'm not sleep walking... which I've been told that I do, I'm calling friends in my contacts or driving to McDonolds. Seriously, it's true."