I have just witnessed, first hand, the effects of religion on sexuality. This girl I've known since the 7th grade (I'm in 12th now) just had a very interesting conversation with me, which I will summarize here:
PEL = her
T = me
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PEL: I have the worst sexual frustration!!!!!
T: Why?
PEL: Well, none of the boys I like will hook up with me, blah blah blah...
T: Well, you know, masturbation is a good solver of this problem.
PEL: I don't masturbate.
T: Why not?
PEL: It just doesn't work for me.
T: Uhhhh....maybe you're doing it wrong.
PEL: I don't really want to know. My imagination is good enough...
T: Obviously not, if you're so sexually frustrated
PEL: Well, I just use my imagination, and then think about God when i get to the good part.
T: idk wtf you mean w/ that god thing
PEL: its like i think about how god would frown on premarital sex so that i wont think about having sex with whoever
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Now, I lightened that conversation up a bit. There was more, like her talking about having an imaginary chastity belt, and shit like that. I edited it to make her superstition look a little less disgusting. Nonetheless, this is disgusting. What are your thoughts?

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