Everybody has their own eccentricities. I believe that each of us no matter how hard we try to hide it has our own peculiarity. These are kinks that define our inner character, our own secret stash of traits that make us who we really are.
One really tries so hard to pose oneself as an honest, decent and a God-fearing human being. Most often than not, one also achieves this kind of portrayal, with just a few minor setbacks along the way. We pride ourselves moral with a wink etched in our dirty little minds making us grin because we know we're far from being so.
Sex scandals, porn mags, x videos, or even the more prosaic media of smut tabloids are few of the apparent validations of our generation's quirks. C'mon, a sex scandal posing as a national issue has really stamped us with this one. One can be a voyeur and one can claim as an exhibitionist.
But the kinks doesnt really stop at sex. We post our deepest darkest selves in blogs for everyone to see. Gone are the days of diaries with locks where we express all the angst aiming to overpower us. We are now left with the protection of a codename tending to cover our sickened identities. I think this is exhibitionism in its feral basic form. And yes, I am an exhibitionist hiding behind my "cramped glitter bug" identity....and you my friend is a voyeur waiting for the hem slip to show a peek of a little skin.
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