Syphilis is pretty bad too, worse than unrequited love, debatably. But Amen! Agreed, am I, with your viewpoint on the suckitude of conflicting desires and romance in general. My basic viewpoint is that asexuality is the sexuality of the future, and I'm trying to get in on the ground floor by never falling for anyone else again. This is of course hampered only by my curse that causes me to fall in love with every beautiful and smart girl I come across within five minutes of an introduction. I fall in love with the very idea of girls and women, as they are the most fantastic yet most hurtful and awful things on the planet. Lions, ebola and angry suicide bombers have nothing on women, nor do flowers, sunsets, and soul food.
I also miss having a cuddling partner, those are the best.
Everything woman-scented is the best. The smell of your pillow the morning after a girl spends a night in your bed (even if you weren't there, as you were being the gentleman and sleeping on the couch)is the most amazing smell ever. I could curl up inside of that scent and breathe shallow breaths of perfume and soft skin dreams forever.
I've resolved to never fall in love again. My resolutions of that ilk never last more than five minutes.
I also miss having a cuddling partner, those are the best.
Everything woman-scented is the best. The smell of your pillow the morning after a girl spends a night in your bed (even if you weren't there, as you were being the gentleman and sleeping on the couch)is the most amazing smell ever. I could curl up inside of that scent and breathe shallow breaths of perfume and soft skin dreams forever.
I've resolved to never fall in love again. My resolutions of that ilk never last more than five minutes.
Is it Bradford? :p
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