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J.C. Marie
J.C. is a graduate student who enjoys music, love, and cats.
Love Yourself
I was twelve when I first learned what masturbation was. I was watching an episode of the British TV show Skins. There was this one character obsessed with a (gay) guy. She snuck into his bedroom and masturbated on his bed to thoughts of him. Now that I am older I see how creepy it was, but at that age I was more focused on the fact that she was sticking her hand down her pants and moaning. I didn't know what that meant, and I was infinitely curious.
J.C. MariePublished 4 years ago in Filthy
Stop Telling Me I Can't Settle Down
I am the person who is in love and ready to settle down. I have people (gotta love polyamory baby) I love, who I want to marry. I know I love them, I know I want to be with them. So why do so many people think they can tell me not to settle down?
J.C. MariePublished 4 years ago in Humans
Just One More Round
I was never a big drinker before college. My parents occasionally let me try their beer or a shot if we were at one of their friend's houses, but I never got drunk. I wasn't friends with the party crowd in high school, and my friends and I were much happier going to IHOP or playing board games than trying to get wasted.
J.C. MariePublished 4 years ago in Proof
Boobs or Die
Breast cancer is a disease that effects an estimated 1 in 8 women and 1 in 1000 men each year. It comes with a slew of side effects and takes an average of 40,000 lives a year. It is safe to say that it is a deadly, serious disease. However, many individuals, both those who deal with breast cancer and those who do not, feel that breast cancer ads and slogans are sexualized, and as such this takes away from the serious nature of the disease.
J.C. MariePublished 4 years ago in Longevity
Don't Bring Home the Bacon
The day I turned vegetarian I was four years old. Seems rather young, I know. But what happened traumatized young me, and older me is so stubborn that I have just never turned back.
J.C. MariePublished 4 years ago in Feast
Moving Away From the Timeline
Dating is a practice that is often referred to as a timeline. You meet, you become friends, you ask each other on a date, you wait until the second or third date to kiss, you don't say I love you until about six months, no sex for about a year, don't move in or get engaged until at least a year and a half or two, but likely more. However, with the '60s came the start of hook-up culture as we know it today, as people became more willing to have sex outside of committed relationships. Starting in the 2000s, technology began slowly changing the way we view dating and hooking up dramatically.
J.C. MariePublished 4 years ago in Humans
Dear President Trump
Dear President Trump, Hello. You do not know me. And despite all the coverage on you in the media, I do not know you. I only know what I think of you, what I have been allowed to see. And let me just say, I am not exactly pleased with what I have seen. In my eyes, you perpetrate Islamophobia, misogyny, racism, and hypocrisy among a variety of other errors. It makes it exceedingly difficult to trust you in a position of power, to trust you to make decisions that are in the best interest for our nation.
J.C. MariePublished 4 years ago in The Swamp
Marvel's Glorification of Bad Dads
In Guardian's of the Galaxy Vol 2, Peter Quill has the opportunity to finally meet his biological father, a god aptly named Ego who has plans to take over the entire galaxy and destroy all other life forms until only he remains. To put it simply, he is a bad dude. And at the end of the movie, Yondu, the blue alien who kept Quill instead of taking him to his biological father, helps save the day, essentially becoming a guardian of the galaxy. There is then a number of touching moments where Quill talks about how in the end, he was a great dude and was, in reality, his father because he raised him.
J.C. MariePublished 4 years ago in Geeks