Addicted to Love
Somebody once said, "Once you fall in love, you'll get addicted to the feeling." Well, they're right. Love is like HIV, once you got it, you can't get rid of it, and you spread it to other people, until everybody dies from it. I had my first true love a year ago, and even though he wasn't too faithful, he didn't scare me from wanting to be loved again. I wanted to prove to myself that I'm worthy to find my true love, someone that I can care for who will also care for me. I guess I've turned into Desperate Houseboy, doing anything he can to get a good fuck, and maybe more. If only my life is a hit Golden Globe-winning series, it'd be much more interesting. My life is not lame, it just needs a little more help in the sexual/relationship department. We all have secrets, some of us are just bad at hiding them, but some of us will do anything to hide our despair. Ok, I'll cut the Desperate Housewives crap, and we can get on with our lives.
When life gives you lemons, squeeze the juice into another guy's eyes.
When life gives you lemons, squeeze the juice into another guy's eyes.