Write That Down #17

I recently had an ordeal of trying to help a crystal meth addict. After this ordeal, I wound up in a 3-way with 2 gorgeous vacationing Parisians that I very much needed. For by none of us doing drugs, it made for a mind-blowing experience that reminded me of what is one thing that is beautiful about sex in the 1st place. And I will cherish that night more than the sex that I've had lately with people who were high while I was with them. So much so, that I had to write this reminder down for myself and you....

Sex is a beautiful act that takes your body on such a ride on its own that it takes extreme disrespect for the act to taint it with drugs. 

I've come to know many who taint their sex with drugs. Drugs that will make you do things that you wouldn't do if that drug wasn't in your system. Drugs that make you unable to even perform the act of sex itself, no matter how badly you may want to. So even worse, drugs that will make you do things that you'll regret later. And how do you attempt to numb the pain of regret? More drugs. It's a vicious cycle, so why be such a chicken-shit about the hardships of life and start?

I like sex with me and my partner(s) fully aware of the journey, before, during, and able to reminisce about it seconds, minutes, hours, days, months, years after knowing that nothing else made us go on that hot ride but us. No coke, heroin, "G", "K", "T", "X", or any other alphabet drug aiding no part of that ride. It's the best feeling for our own self-worth knowing that it was all US. Ignited by our raw attraction, fueled by our raw emotion, and accomplished by our raw passion.