Venting
girls mess with your heads. they are the catalyst to many things.they can make you the happiest person on the earth and then completely make you uddely miserable. they give you hope and then crush it. they are the greatest things hat cn happen to you, but then be the worst. they can mkae you do whatever they want. im not saying that i hate the female race, i hate what they do to you. they start something and you just make it worse for yourself. you make yourself sad,angry,happy,apathetic, solemn, horny. they get the ball rolling, they nudge it. you give it the momentum and capability to keep moving and its your choice to make it stop. 99% of my situations are still rolling. why? because i keep them that way. why? the fuck do i know maybe i like the pain in my chest. maybe i like the facade i put up. the hurt, the pain, the sleepless night, the sad songs. maybe i like it all. what the fuck is wrong with me. you could say im a little masochistic. and why? because girls gave me that nudge and i made myself that way....then again, i could be completely wrong and just be a fucktard. regardless, girls control us if we let them. and their sex appeal,tits,eyes,giggles,personalities,scents,hair,asses,soft skin, beings, all that shit aids in their control. its funny how music evokes feelings and memories. not really funny, but interesting.