I AM GIVING UP SEX FOR LENT
*Pause for applause*
After talking to
my best friend about lent. (She's giving up the love of her life: Mary Jane)
She asked what I was giving up for lent, I laughed, said "The same thing I gave up last year... nothing."
We shared a laugh, continued our conversation about everything else, eventually said Goodnight and hung up.
She asked what I was giving up for lent, I laughed, said "The same thing I gave up last year... nothing."
We shared a laugh, continued our conversation about everything else, eventually said Goodnight and hung up.
Fast forward a few
hours, I'm obsessively watching the facebook page of "Big" after
seeing him befriend yet another idiot stick figure with no soul who he's
sleeping with, texting him that "we cant be friends anymore", because
my feelings are hurt knowing I spent all of Saturday evening being overly
affectionate with him & all of Sunday morning having sex with him in some
random Harlem hotel. I spent the remainder of the evening responding, via text, to sexual
advances & random flirtation from men whom I've either already had a sexual
encounter or was well aware of their desire to have sex with me.
I woke up this morning & in very dramatic fashion sent my best friend a text proclaiming:
I woke up this morning & in very dramatic fashion sent my best friend a text proclaiming:
"Sex. I'm
giving up sex for lent. It just came to me, like a lightbulb went off in my
head. I've been complaining about sex, being unfulfilled, feeling used &
more. It makes perfect sense."
Her response: "Wow"
She knows me well, she knows that me giving up sex is pretty damn close to Christ being in the desert with no water.
Her response: "Wow"
She knows me well, she knows that me giving up sex is pretty damn close to Christ being in the desert with no water.
