the kids table is over there...
There's something about writing in the mornings, as soon as you wake up. Off the bed onto the keyboard or the typewriter if you are really old school. it's like capturing the final rays of the setting sun on film. I like to write, anything, even if it is gibberish, as soon as i wake up. My head is usually full of ridiculous or profound thoughts. Today for some reason i am thinking of things i shouldn't be thinking of. Bastard.
why is this blog anonymous ? simply cause i don't want anyone who knows me to find me and camp down here and start analysing my thoughts and words. I have had such experiences with my previous blog. They analyse you, and everyone always queries what every post is all about. I hate the fucking ex girlfriends and friends and people who form opinions and formulate dicisions based on what the fuck i posted on my blog. I can't fucking understand. I won't tell you who i am or what i do or how i look or anything. I am paranoid and i am scared they will find me and spoil this one thing that i like so much. If you must know then know this, male -xx- introspective. I know what qualities i have that make me special and i use them to make people laugh and feel nice. I look good and i fuck well. but i would trade all of this for the ability to sketch.
*
I simply have very little respect for men who take their other male friends along to shop for their girlfriends and as they pick up that hot looking halter they ask the other male "do you think this will look good on my girlfriend ? "
*
Yesterday i couldn't meet the richgirlwithnicelegs at the party. It turned out she wasn't invited. they say she has gone bonkers and is utterly unpleasant company. sluttylawyergirl was there though. she kept asking me new ways to seduce this guy she likes, the problem is that he has a girlfriend. In the end when nothing else worked on me she asked me if i will help her break this couple up ?
"you are a manipulative lying bitch. May i request you to fuck off"
and then she made a fake puppy face and for the rest of the party she was going around asking everyone if they thought she was a liar. If it wasn't for nicesmile girl, this party would've been like Sunday mass. I hated Sunday mass, i had to attend it and i wasn't even catholic. and then i had to play those damn songs. Nicesmile girl is not hot. Unlike most other women that are around me she doesn't wear 5 kilos of makeup and an armoir full of labelled shit. She is naturally quite pretty. I had been told she was this bitchy person who made fun of everyone and was quite a cock block. Turns out i shouldn't trust what my 'friends' say too much. She was incredibly sweet and i had her laughing and blushing within minutes. It turned out we had travelled to same places around the world and she liked the perfume i wore.
It was this when sluttylawyergirl came around and started giving me eyes. She started laughing at us and was loudly heard saying to her friends that i am "seducing that poor girl". what a fucking bitch ! but nicesmile girl was unfazed. she just glanced at sluttylawyergirl and went "so you were saying..." sweet ! if it wasn't for the girlofthemoment friend dragging her away abruptly i would have her number in my cellphone. Bugger ! Hopefully i will meet her next weekend.
*
I am back in the game and i feel good. the anxieties and the insecurities that temporarily had their home in me seem to face away. Bring it on motherfucker i am ready to take on the world again ! and i simply hate mediocre couples who are nothing special referring to themselves as soulmates. Get a fucking life. It's a wonderful monday and i am ready to write some more songs ! anybody want some vodka ?
why is this blog anonymous ? simply cause i don't want anyone who knows me to find me and camp down here and start analysing my thoughts and words. I have had such experiences with my previous blog. They analyse you, and everyone always queries what every post is all about. I hate the fucking ex girlfriends and friends and people who form opinions and formulate dicisions based on what the fuck i posted on my blog. I can't fucking understand. I won't tell you who i am or what i do or how i look or anything. I am paranoid and i am scared they will find me and spoil this one thing that i like so much. If you must know then know this, male -xx- introspective. I know what qualities i have that make me special and i use them to make people laugh and feel nice. I look good and i fuck well. but i would trade all of this for the ability to sketch.
*
I simply have very little respect for men who take their other male friends along to shop for their girlfriends and as they pick up that hot looking halter they ask the other male "do you think this will look good on my girlfriend ? "
*
Yesterday i couldn't meet the richgirlwithnicelegs at the party. It turned out she wasn't invited. they say she has gone bonkers and is utterly unpleasant company. sluttylawyergirl was there though. she kept asking me new ways to seduce this guy she likes, the problem is that he has a girlfriend. In the end when nothing else worked on me she asked me if i will help her break this couple up ?
"you are a manipulative lying bitch. May i request you to fuck off"
and then she made a fake puppy face and for the rest of the party she was going around asking everyone if they thought she was a liar. If it wasn't for nicesmile girl, this party would've been like Sunday mass. I hated Sunday mass, i had to attend it and i wasn't even catholic. and then i had to play those damn songs. Nicesmile girl is not hot. Unlike most other women that are around me she doesn't wear 5 kilos of makeup and an armoir full of labelled shit. She is naturally quite pretty. I had been told she was this bitchy person who made fun of everyone and was quite a cock block. Turns out i shouldn't trust what my 'friends' say too much. She was incredibly sweet and i had her laughing and blushing within minutes. It turned out we had travelled to same places around the world and she liked the perfume i wore.
It was this when sluttylawyergirl came around and started giving me eyes. She started laughing at us and was loudly heard saying to her friends that i am "seducing that poor girl". what a fucking bitch ! but nicesmile girl was unfazed. she just glanced at sluttylawyergirl and went "so you were saying..." sweet ! if it wasn't for the girlofthemoment friend dragging her away abruptly i would have her number in my cellphone. Bugger ! Hopefully i will meet her next weekend.
*
I am back in the game and i feel good. the anxieties and the insecurities that temporarily had their home in me seem to face away. Bring it on motherfucker i am ready to take on the world again ! and i simply hate mediocre couples who are nothing special referring to themselves as soulmates. Get a fucking life. It's a wonderful monday and i am ready to write some more songs ! anybody want some vodka ?
2 comments:
Hmmm...happens a lot, people start doing a surgery on you, after readin your blog...
and it sux !!
Post a Comment