I hate how 6’s to 9’s makes me miss someone I haven’t even met yet. But I love this song anyway, ha! It’s an awful time to be a hopeless romantic. But really, when is it ever a good time to be a hopeless romantic? Godda love being stuck in a loveless generation that’s obsessed with sex hahahahahahahaha yes. Does supply and demand just not apply to this scenario? Sex is available literally everywhere and at all times, but why is there such a demand for it? I mean, it’s just one thing entering another, right? Why is that so fucking important to people? Sometimes I pity people who’re like that. There’s more to life than just sex, man. Sex is just one thing entering another thing. It really shouldn’t be this big of a deal. But sex is much more than that when it’s with someone you have feelings for, right? The way his chest rises and falls all through the heavy breathing, his grunts, shaky breaths, and soft moans that crash against your neck, the way his tongue feels against yours, the eye contacts and intertwined fingers. These are the things that make being human worth it. I miss when foreplay wasn’t just making out till you’re bored. I read this really cool post online, “When did words stop being a part of foreplay?” And that’s….. so true? When was the last time someone said something gentle and cute to you in the middle of a kiss? There’s literally nothing hotter than a man who knows his way around words in bed. These boys will look at your tits jiggle before looking into your eyes lmao. But that’s okay because
- I’m looking at my own tits because duh
- I have intimacy issues
- Your eyes aren’t pretty enough
Anyway. Whatever. Think I’ll die writing sappy/ cringey as fuck shiz like this that literally no one cares about. On other news, this is my second successful week into quarantine. I think I have a new friend, which is nice. You can never have too many friends, right? Life right now is like a dystopian, apocalyptic movie. If you’re rich, you get to watch it with a tub of butter popcorn on your lap. If you don’t belong to the upperclass, you’re a part of the cast. This is gonna be a random write up lol, so buckle up. I think the best thing about this lockdown is that I can live life from my bed. Been attending classes from bed, how rad is that? Lol, not very, TBH. (Really, not very because I fell asleep today towards the end and the prof noticed, FML.) I hope this situation ends soon, though. I miss taking the Ubahn and I miss how every driver used to say “bitte zurück bleiben” differently hehe it’s always funny.
Anyway. I’ve successfully ruined 6’s to 9’s for myself. I was intrigued by the lyrics when I heard it for the first time. “You turn my 6’s to 9’s.” I just thought it was a pervy play on 69ing. But then I read something online about how it’s about someone turning your 6 to 9 as in, turning your whole world upside down. Or, how 9 is just a better version of 6. It was so sweet. Now it just makes me sad and feel homesick for a person. (Fucking Tumblr quote. This is rock bottom, my dear frens)
“Nobody dies from lack of sex. It’s lack of love we die from.” – Margaret Atwood.
Anyway. I’m tired of this mundanity. Wash your hands for 20 seconds, tho.
I’ll see you the next time motivation finds me, my 2 loyal readers. Miss me until then <3