Diary Entry

So I’ve begun doing sexology research so that I may better understand the things men do and why they do it. I’ve come to the conclusion that maybe it’s not their fault. I always used to think that women got the short end of the straw when it came to well…everything. But know I feel a little bit different. I feel as though the male race is trapped in a battle with mother nature that they can never win. They are bound to their inherent drive to reproduce, forever. Even men of 60 years and older need to masturbate, a lot of them furiously to sate themselves. It’s like an addiction that they can’t shake. As a male, one is biologically obligated to spread their seed, sometimes by any means necessary. And should a willing female not be available, they have no choice but to think about the opposite sex, in any sick, disgusting way they choose, to find an instant of release followed by shame. It must be so sad to be pretty much slaves.

With all of this said, men are low creatures. Horrible, filthy slobs whose lives revolve around that one act. On top of this, society has evolved into a war on the senses, and they are losing. The availability of visual stimulation is overwhelming, and not one of them has the will power to overcome it. Even men of the cloth, sworn to celibacy ( a display of their blind allegiance to a god they have and will never meet) can’t resist. And so they slink into their bedrooms to find that 7 minutes of privacy to feed the need. I wanted to know exactly what a Fleshlight is so I searched for videos online. It was…upsetting. Not the fact that they were doing it, but because they needed to. Its basically a gross imitation of a vagina. An artificial whole to stick themselves into because there are women out there that know better than to touch them. There were men holding these ugly things in their sweaty fists, pumping away at themselves as if it felt like the real thing. One man had set up a fuck machine but instead of a dildo on the end there was a Fleshlight. And he just sat there, camera aimed at his unkempt crotch, black, faded T-shirt still on, legs spread wide, with this ugly thing sliding all over his sex. And what am I 90% sure he was thinking about? A real, flesh and blood woman. One who actually likes him for some reason, who wanted him inside her because she at least thought he was attractive or funny or maybe even sweet. Disgusting. But then one might say, “What about women using dildos? It’s the same thing!”. I’m not sure this is true. Yes, maybe I’m just biased because I’m a woman. When women do it, it’s seen as sexy. Some do it because the thought of regretting sex with a man is too much to bear.

Sometimes I feel like maybe I should give them the benefit of the doubt, but then I realize that I’ve said to myself, “God fucking damnit I hate men so fucking much,” and really meant it, about 1,000 times.

This post was submitted by islovereal.