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Birth Control pills are the devil
...written on 08.02.05, @ 3:05 pm

Do you know what it’s like to come out of a birth control pill induced fog?

For most of the day I’ve been crawling in my skin just for wanting to touch something, taste something, ravage someone. This must be what 15-year-old boys feel like on a daily basis. I would be super cool with it if it allowed me to function. I keep floating off in a daydream… looking at the clock.

I contemplated going downstairs to get myself off but since I’ve been sending x rated text messages to the honey all day I think maybe I’ll hold off and let him get a taste of the she-devil.

For a while I had almost no drive whatsoever. BCPs do that to me. I think its part of the reason I hate being on them. I hate that some pill completely shuts off my desire to even be touched. It’s such a huge part of me (my sexuality) that losing it is depressing. Highly effective birth control.. huge disappointment.

Now, it wasn’t on purpose that I’m not on the pill currently. To make a long story short… I haven’t been able to pick up my prescription because I either A.) haven’t been within a 20 mile radius of the pharmacy or B.) completely lose track of time and the pharmacy is closed. I know. This is dangerous but I’m not entirely convinced I’m able to conceive anyway. Todd is fully aware that he’s sending his soldiers into deadly combat zone. It doesn’t seem to bother him despite our decision to not pro-create. Ever. He knows what’s going on with my hormones and he’s been fantastic about it but enough is enough. He’s getting the snip snip and I’m getting off these sex killing pills.

Now… 2 more hours till I get to go home and take a nice warm bath.

What to wear… what to wear.

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