Things I really do have to remind myself of at times

I want to get something off my chest. You're a guy. I'm a girl. There is a thing called sexual attraction between us, possibly. This could happen because you have a penis and I have a vagina. Big, nasty words mom and dad forbade us from saying at a young age. Thing is, we're no longer that young anymore. We're us. We're twenty, thirty, forty, etc. And we have a brain that works for us now, not some sub servant bystander that takes the hits because in the end of the day someone else pays our bills. No, we're our responsibility now.
But lets get back to us having vaginas and penises. It's straight up biology. We own them. They're ours. They may or may not be the culprit to many of the crimes that have been committed against our hearts and the crimes we have committed against the hearts of others. But what it all comes down to is  what differentiates us from apes, the ability for us to think these things through. The ability for us to have the knowledge that things may or may not be right when working strictly with a primordial mind.
Things may become ugly, in fact. Things may turn out for the worse. Things may feel good. Oh yes! Things may feel good! But what happens in the end of the day is what every other part of our body has to live with after. Our liver, our kidneys, our lungs and our brains. They're the ones that matter in all this, not our respective reproductive anatomy. They're the surviving members that reach out to us to tell us whether or not we've done wrong or right by last nights 3AM binge and later.. fun.... So it may be fine and dandy to make fun of  the ability to use these pieces of anatomy to make decisions for us .. but we all know that the deer in the headlights became they least attractive look after the age of say... yeah... eighteen.