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As most of you know by now, I'm sexually active. But to be true to y'all, I have never had sex because of love. 

I've told my friends before about how I'm not ready to have sex with someone I love and I can't explain why. I'm myself confused by it. I mean, I could having sex with just anyone and it's pretty easy but when it comes to someone I love, I just can't. 

Then I watch this episode of Awkward Season 2 (which I am currently obsessed with), it is suddenly make sense why I feel that way before. Here is the life-turning-moment qoute:

"If the feelings weren't there before, then the sex was just that. Sex." (Awkward, MTV)

I guess, that's why "it" is so easy because it involve no feelings. No love, no complications. When you guys are done doing it, then it done, you guys parts away. Life goes on. But when with someone you love, you guys stay together. Not that it is a bad thing, it just sex is more sacred than ever. It's special, you don't mess with something special. 

p/s: When true feelings involve, sex is thousand miles away.

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