lol
When I was 15 I would've humped almost anything that couldn't get away. And I was still 5 years away from my first sexual experience. 3 years. something like that. The girl I was "in love" with gave me a completely different set of butterflies in my stomach than those who I just wanted to make out with. Literally EVERYthing turned me on except animals, children, and Bea Arthur (and Bea had her moments). I fantasized about every single person in my class - male, female, beautiful, ugly - just to "see what it would be like" in my head. It wasn't until several years later that I realized I was suffering from raw, undirected, unbridled horniness, and not some kind of personality disorder.
Thank goodness I didn't get to act out any of my multitude of fantasies -- I'd have 20 kids, a list of STDs as long as my arm, and whatever baggage comes from a career in porn.
I don't know what the point of this is really, other than the fact that you should not make any life-altering decisions about anything until you -- no offense -- grow your brains the rest of the way. Some knowledge comes only from watching someone crash and burn...the less crashing of your own you do, the fewer scars you'll have. You might think you know how shit's gonna turn out at 15, but you just don't. Unfortunately there's no way to internalize that fact until you're 25 and look at it in retrospect
