It's always the same thing . . . the same people on the same flood-plain, the same people . . . out there paddling around, rescuing a chicken . . .
But that's not the subject today. The subject is much more personal and inconvenient to me. I have tried to live my life so that I'd be not liked by very many. . . It has worked most of the time. Up to this point 7 people have crept up to me so close that they have discovered a bit of my true being. 5 of them have seized interacting with me - and I can't blame them. But it is still the same story with all those 7 - when they find out what I'm really like, they start to convince me that things are not so serious . . . It goes like this: What? No, don't be like that. I'm sure it's OK. No, I don't want you to prove it. . . OK, prove it . . . See - it's not that bad (all the time sneering inside). And finally - OK - that's pretty much the worst I've seen. - that's hot it goes. And it all begins by them telling me that I'm overreacting . . . And it ALWAYS ends by them telling: You'll find the perfect one . . . suitable . . . Does anyone actually believe that bull crap? No. When I plead them to be honest, all have given me the same answer - well, you'll find someone . . . Right, sure, of course I will.
I have always considered myself to be a good girlfriend to all those women. But the facts remain - the statistics are against me, my personal assessment is against me and 100% - 7 out of 7 have been forced to admit and confirm my essential and preliminary idea. They don't like to do that, some of them are very stubborn, but in the end all will see that I've been right all along. :)
I've been waiting on my own, too long
When you hold me like you do
It feels so right, oh now
Start to forget how my heart gets torn
When that hurt gets thrown
Feelin' like I can't go on.
The thing is . . . I knew all the facts way before any girls/women were involved . . . but I still had to get a second opinion, and then the third, fourth, fifth . . . I'm pushing for 10 out of 10. I will achieve it, I'm sure.
whose to worry if our hearts get torn
When that hurt gets thrown
Don't you notice life goes on
So, anyways - this post has been nothing but a description of my personal life. Now I do believe that celibacy is still the best idea. . . Even more so now that every girl likes to pity me . . . and offer me to meet a fictive person - because they always say something about me finding a certain somebody (who wouldn't mind) . . . But now I'm just waiting to see when the last two collapse . . .
I may like women, unfortunately I'm not their favorite . . . I'm sick and tired of pity-sex . . . Soon the last remaining 2 will fall away and make sure I'm left wondering what could've been . . .
But still . . . Tired of being WELL below the average . . . everywhere . . . doing whatever . . .
I gotta hand it to the last people remaining . . . They have stuck by me since the start of my "life"
PS! I don't understand what the hell people want from me. . .
In conclusion . . . Why not. . . always be ready. Whatever - OK - And FINE . . .Everybody will be in bliss . . .
But that's not the subject today. The subject is much more personal and inconvenient to me. I have tried to live my life so that I'd be not liked by very many. . . It has worked most of the time. Up to this point 7 people have crept up to me so close that they have discovered a bit of my true being. 5 of them have seized interacting with me - and I can't blame them. But it is still the same story with all those 7 - when they find out what I'm really like, they start to convince me that things are not so serious . . . It goes like this: What? No, don't be like that. I'm sure it's OK. No, I don't want you to prove it. . . OK, prove it . . . See - it's not that bad (all the time sneering inside). And finally - OK - that's pretty much the worst I've seen. - that's hot it goes. And it all begins by them telling me that I'm overreacting . . . And it ALWAYS ends by them telling: You'll find the perfect one . . . suitable . . . Does anyone actually believe that bull crap? No. When I plead them to be honest, all have given me the same answer - well, you'll find someone . . . Right, sure, of course I will.
I have always considered myself to be a good girlfriend to all those women. But the facts remain - the statistics are against me, my personal assessment is against me and 100% - 7 out of 7 have been forced to admit and confirm my essential and preliminary idea. They don't like to do that, some of them are very stubborn, but in the end all will see that I've been right all along. :)
I've been waiting on my own, too long
When you hold me like you do
It feels so right, oh now
Start to forget how my heart gets torn
When that hurt gets thrown
Feelin' like I can't go on.
The thing is . . . I knew all the facts way before any girls/women were involved . . . but I still had to get a second opinion, and then the third, fourth, fifth . . . I'm pushing for 10 out of 10. I will achieve it, I'm sure.
whose to worry if our hearts get torn
When that hurt gets thrown
Don't you notice life goes on
So, anyways - this post has been nothing but a description of my personal life. Now I do believe that celibacy is still the best idea. . . Even more so now that every girl likes to pity me . . . and offer me to meet a fictive person - because they always say something about me finding a certain somebody (who wouldn't mind) . . . But now I'm just waiting to see when the last two collapse . . .
I may like women, unfortunately I'm not their favorite . . . I'm sick and tired of pity-sex . . . Soon the last remaining 2 will fall away and make sure I'm left wondering what could've been . . .
But still . . . Tired of being WELL below the average . . . everywhere . . . doing whatever . . .
I gotta hand it to the last people remaining . . . They have stuck by me since the start of my "life"
PS! I don't understand what the hell people want from me. . .
In conclusion . . . Why not. . . always be ready. Whatever - OK - And FINE . . .Everybody will be in bliss . . .
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