Oh Shit, this still exists

Hello world. I've been ignoring you. It's not you, it's me. Trust me. We'll be parted soon enough.
So this blog... rumour has it that it's going to have a mark slapped on it sometime soon, and I'm kind of praying (to whom, I don't really know) for mercy on this one. (Regarding my last post- university grades are worth praying for.)I feel like there should be some sort of conclusion to it, even though I tell myself that I'm going to keep writing it just as a project to do. And there really is no conclusive paragraph for something this random. So I share with you a theory.
Some people (and really, I don't know names) say that sexuality, sex and porn are not actions or identities we live with. Rather they are just particular ways of looking at something, someone or an action. Does that make it entirely in the eye of the beholder? Can something become porn or sexual as soon as someone gets turned on by it? Like, do the BOGO commercials for Payless Shoes become a threesome for someone with a foot fetish (presuming they are aroused by the ad)? For someone who is completely turned off by or has no reaction to "mainstream" porn, is it still porn? Does porn just have to be something you find arousing? Can we just call whatever we find arousing (be it sexually, intellectually, emotionally, or whatever) porn? Everyone has their own Disneyland. Why can't everyone have their own pornland if they want one? This isn't really making sense... so one would think I'd research some shit before posting this. But I'm not...maybe after I finish Jenkins and Bruhm & Hurley.

PS This is my Disneyland.