If You Feel The Need to State You’re An Adult, Chances Are You Aren’t
Aug 20, 2010I recently had the displeasure of stumbling across a website which made me grimace in disgust—and believe me I do not say this lightly.
As with every new website I stumble upon, I immediately read over the About Me section to get a general idea of the author and to see if we have any of the same interests. What I found lead to this post, here’s why.
The about me page started out as most typically do, with a name, the age of the owner and so on an so far. It went on further to detail some of the issues the author had with their body image, the author’s taste in music, and the video games the author enjoys playing.
Seemingly harmless right? Wrong.
Here’s where it starts to get annoyingly obvious that the author is trying too hard to be cool.
I am a spoiled brat, I can admit it. We didn’t have much money growing up but I still always got what I wanted. I am everyone’s favorite, they just can’t admit it. (: I give Andrew attitude when he doesn’t buy me things like cigarettes or coffee, I know it’s not fair.
So wait, let me get this straight—you’re a spoiled brat, you know this and you’re PROUD of it? Can someone please tell me what the fuck is wrong with that picture and more so, why the fuck anyone would put up with that shit—particularly Andrew1 who clearly needs to grow some balls and put the bitch in her place.
Oh and wait! It gets even better!
I talk about sex a lot. My boyfriend and I make perverted jokes constantly. I am what they call a nympho. I am ready to go at anytime. I like porn, I prefer girl-on-girl but I watch guy-girl too. I don’t get it nearly as often as I would like it, so I’ll probably complain about it a lot. I have been with a girl. I am experimental, I’ll try anything once. Twice if I like it. I like rough kinky sex. I LOVEEE giving blowjobs. My boyfriend’s pet name for me is “Slut”. I don’t mind. I mention this because I will probably talk about it a lot. I am an adult, what did you expect?
Okay, admittedly there is a portion in my about page in which I divulge my love for sex and my sexual preference, however that is merely a forewarning to my readers that the topic of sex will inevitably come up on my blog and to not be alarmed if it does.
I do not however feel the need to advertise that I LOVEEE giving blowjobs, that I have been with a girl, or that I am a nympho and am ready to go anytime. Nor do I feel the need to state that I love rough kinky sex or that my husband’s pet name for me is SLUT2 and that since I am an adult, you should expect it3.
I am familiar with this tactic, because I have seen it countless times over the net and loosely4 translated it says, “HI, LOOK AT ME! GIVE ME ATTENTION NOW.”
Newsflash, adults do not do that or feel the need to. Adults do not feel the need to advertise their preferences, what they love to do and how they like their sex because at some point we all realized the need to call attention to yourself is pathetic, tired, and old. She might as well have just put her phone number down while she was at it because believe me I got the picture and so did that 40 something year old pervert who just bookmarked your website for future reference.
Oh wait, I guess she got what she wanted. Mission accomplished, you are so effin’ cool.
Not.
1. Her boyfriend.
2. No, my husband does not call me slut. He actually has respect for me.
3. I wasn’t aware adults did this. Were you?
4. Pun definitely intended.









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Aug 20, 2010
The people that try too hard are the ones who annoy me the most. Being, uh, “up front” about certain things doesn’t make you cool. It doesn’t make you an adult. In fact, it makes people take a second look at you… and not in the way you wanted. Nope, that second look doesn’t say “OMG! I totally want to be her friend!”. It says “Wow. Teenager trying to get attention. In a bad way.” and it makes people PITY you. Not respect you. In any way. And 19? Nine. TEEN. Teenager. Legally an adult. Still a teenager. Aww. You’re so cute.
I laughed my ass off that you wrote this, BTW. I love you. <3