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Oh how we’ve commercialised sex as a society, so much so that we can buy and sell it in all forms – and we've forbade sex in religions to the extent we’ve coloured sexuality with shame and dishonour. Take the frills off. Sex is like food. We just fucking need it. Or we’ll not feel normal. As adults, we need to get off solo or with whatever number of partners tickle our fancy else we’ll be scratching and itching like we’ve been off crack for the first day. Sex in an established institution of marriage can be enveloped with the emotion of love. And care. And it can be packaged in a much sweeter way if the marriage is a pleasant union. Still. Regardless of the packaging, sex is sex. It’s not a bad thing.Not as intensely amazing as photoshopped advertisements make it out to be. But not as boring as the movies make married life out to be either. It’s just an aspect of life. Leave off focusing on the 1 aspect so much, that you miss out on the rest of what life has on offer for your satisfaction.
