I had a freaky dream last night. I could understand the part where I was trying to kill two little kids, and even vaguely the part where a brother and sister fell in love.

Then I dreamt about this guy, no one I knew, and um, ... we were starting to cuddle and make out, and I was initially reluctant for obvious reasons, but then I gave in and then things kept coming up that kept us from the actual sex. And he seemed kinda relieved about that.

What is my subconciousness tyring to tell me here?


From: [identity profile] bubosquared.livejournal.com


But I don't. It's not even an "Ew, sex with men, icky!" thing, men just plain don't register on my sexual radar. I can objectively see them as sexy, but really wanting to have sex with them? No.

Odd.


From: [identity profile] meacoustic.livejournal.com


I didn't mean have sex. I was referring more to the cuddle-and-make-out stuff.
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