I sit,roam,take a wrong turn,and finally arrive to where I should have been a long time ago.'Where is this place ?What am I doing here ?',I ask myself.
Men,women,and children have made the same mistake that I've made.And i'm still doing it - doing nothing.
"Hey Lover ! I'll have to turn you down !".Admirers,and more admirers.A sickening lot of friends,acquaintances and common faces.There are faces who care about me,faces who don't,faces who know what i do,faces who would like to be me,faces who claim to know who i am,faces who don't know what I am talking about : all these faces live as much long as i take to pee.The next time you think about going to the bathroom,they won't even be able to recognize you.One may not even need them in one's life,but they don't fail to intrude and,very surely,don't fail to isolate once they have made their place in one's life.
Now,that bullshit doesn't happen all the time,does it ?No,definitely not,as long as one knows how to be completely submissive.Being creative and being able to embellish their lies with attempts of making an interesting,yet supportive,argument adds a new flavour to a relationship.Christ !Where is sincerity ?Where is the oh-so-divine mechanism of 'always speaking the heart' ?You fucked up charlatans.Yes,i don't talk,i don't always impose on people what i have to say;probably most of the time i don't have anything to say.
Girls - in all their shapes and sizes - have a great appeal - of course - to us heterosexuals.I mean,let's make a confession here !How many times have we not found our days to have been made better by just the mere glimpse of a voluptuous woman on a bus ?Even if we have failed an exam,have gotten kicked out of a job,or even been dumped by an n-th girlfriend,do we not cherish the gentle brush of a woman's arm ?I am being a stereotypical male,i know,but only with more guts and impudence.There was a time when i thought that Marie Curies still existed : ah !The thought of a woman,in a library,reading whatever the hell that's suited to her brain,and furtively throwing killer glances at me,used to kindle a fire deep down in my loins.So far,my experience with the woman kind has been very disheartening.A thick pocket,an over the top attitude,and a thin sense of imagination is all what women want in today's world.But they are still indispensable - no man can take a woman's place in society.Maybe she's an example of God's reluctance to juxtapose both beauty and brains in the same frame,maybe she despises what i have to say about her,maybe she has broken all of her promises that she made to me,she's still indispensable.I am not being specific,as you may most likely think i am being,but i am talking from a general point of view."When can she understand what i think about ? When do i get some real love instead of a fish,wriggling on its death bed ?" - these questions have tormented most of us males,regardless of of our commitment status.But i advise you,my friends,not to look for brains and beauty in the same package.Choose one and shut the fuck up,because if you don't,no matter how grotesque or how dumb she is,she'll leave you for someone else.
I can get so naughty !