Well, in public I like to put across an appearance of being a "gentleman" in many, but not all ways. I talk casually, but I act politely, and one part of this is that I try not to let out the "always thinking about sex" part of the male mind.
However, on the inside, I am sometimes a rather terrible person. I have incredible urges at points that I can barely keep contained. I sometimes see a woman and instantly some primal part of myself wants to leap into sudden requests for sex. I can't imagine I'd ever go beyond suddenly hugging someone and requesting sex, I haven't even gone to that point, I have thus far managed to resist those urges, but honestly, I detest that part of myself. It disgusts me, because I know better than to think of women like that, and yet there is part of me that will see a woman on the street and instantly start thinking of sex.
It kinda links in to feeling in many ways, primal and non-human. It's funny because I can't quite decide what I hate about that. I do hate the part of myself that thinks about sex too much, that much I know, but is it That I don't, and can't, feel normal, and definately will never actually be normal, or that sometimes I simply feel like something primal screaming in a human shell that I don't truly feel comfortable in?
In other words, I don't feel human, and I can't really figure out whether I desperately want to feel human, or whether I simply hate the societal pressure to act, at all times, human.