SATURDAY THE 23RD OF JANUARY 2016 - BETWEEN NORTH AND SOUTH EUROPE
CXXXX - I'M HAVING A DRINK.
I MISS YOU THOUGH.
THE SCENE IN COPENHAGEN IS REALLY DEPRESSING.
AXXXXX - ARE YOU HAVING A GOOD TIME ?
CXXXX - EHH IT'S NOT FUN WITHOUT YOU
BUT IT'S GOOD TO SPEND TIME WITH COLLEAGUES.
I KNEW HE WAS LYING ? HOW I KNEW IT ? I HAVE NO FUCKING IDEA.
SOMETIMES I SEE...
but then
...IN DOUBT...
...I DON'T.
OR I FAKE I DON'T.
BUT SOME OTHER TIMES IT'S SO DAMN CLEAR, THAT I FEEL AN IDIOT TO JUST TURN MY HEAD ON THE OTHER SIDE PERFORMING MY BEST STUPIDITY.
AND YOU KNOW WHAT ? IT'S NOT ABOUT BEING CHEATED, OR THE IDEA OF THE PERSON YOU ARE ENGAGED WITH IS FUCKING WITH SOMEONE ELSE, OR SUCKING ANOTHER COCK. WHO CARES. ACTUALLY I GIVE A FUCK ABOUT THAT.
OFF COURSE I FEEL PRETTY MUCH DISAPPOINTED TO NOT BEING INVOLVED IN THAT, HAVING CONSEQUENTLY TO PLAY THE ROLE OF THE PITIFUL INSTEAD OF ENJOYING SOMETHING TOGETHER WITH MY MAN.
BUT THE WORSE, THE VERY WORSE, IT'S NOT EVEN ABOUT THE OTHER PERSON, LIKE ALWAYS, BUT JUST ABOUT ME, THE GREAT IDEA OF MYSELF.
HOW THE HELL SOMEONE WHO SPENDS SO MUCH TIME BESIDE ME CAN EVEN THINK FOR A SECOND THAT I'M SO FUCKING BLIND AND RETARDED TO DON'T SEE IT ALL ?
IT'S REALLY THAT THE CONSIDERATION HE HAS OF MY SKILLS ?
OR ONCE AGAIN I'M WITH A MAN WHO DIDN'T GET INVOLVED ON THE EVOLUTIVE PROCESS OF HUMAN KIND ?
I MEAN... WHAT THE FUCK !
AND GOD KNOWS HOW MUCH I WOULD LIKE TO JUST BE RETARDED, IGNORANT, SO MUCH BUSY WITH MYSELF AND MY COCK TO BE BLIND AND LIVE HAPPILY EVER AFTER. WOULD BE JUST A-MA-ZING JESUS CHRIST !
BUT THEN I CALM DOWN. YES I DO. AND I LET HIM MAKE HIS CONFESSION, LIKE THE OTHER TIME. BUT THIS TIME WAS MUCH BETTER. WELL, NOTHING TO HAVE AN OSCAR NOMINATION FOR, BUT BETTER. REHEARSED, AT LEAST.
AND I LET HIM PERFORM HIS MONOLOGUE ABOUT FEELING RELIEVED AND THE AMAZING PROCESS OF OPENING UP, MOVING FORWARD, TOWARDS A BETTER FUTURE AND ALL THIS HOLLYWOOD BULLSHITS.
I EVEN ALLOW HIM TO PERFORM A SEXUAL INTERCOURSE RESEMBELING SOMTHING SO CALLED "MAKING LOVE".
NOT BAD THE GUY, QUITE CONVINCING I MUST ADMIT. I ALSO ENJOY FOR A MOMENT.
FAKE IT UNTIL YOU MAKE IT.
BUT HEY, WHAT CAN I SAY? WHEN I SEE IT ALL... I JUST DO... I JUST SEE...
CRAZY ?
VISIONARY ?
WASTED ?
YOU GUYS ARE FREE TO THINK WHATEVER YOU WANT.
SO YES, I CAN'T SLEEP. I DON'T KNOW HOW TO KILL THE TIME AND FOR SURE I'M NOT GONNA INVESTIGATE ON HIS PRIVATE THINGS. I LEARNT THE LESSON ALREADY.
SO I'M JUST THERE SCROLLING PICTURES ON INSTAGRAM.
I THINK THAT THEY ARE JUST FUCKING OUR BRAIN WITH THIS SCROLL THING
WE ARE CONSTANTLY SCROLLING, LIKE IDIOTS.
I THINK, IN MY IMMENSE ARROGANCE, THAT SINCE GOD KNOWS HOW MUCH I HATE TO SEE IT ALL, THEN HE/SHE LIKES TO DELIGHT ME WITH SOME SURPRISING PIECE OF LUCK AND.... THERE YOU GOOOOHOOOO
COCK'S AND COWS !
ISN'S ALREADY THE NAME OF THE PARTY RESOUNDING DEEP INSIDE YOUR ASS HOLE? ISN'T IT AMAZIIIIN' ? DON'T YOU WANT MORE OF IIIIIIT ?
YEAH, THE SCENE IN COPENHAGEN IS REALLY DEPRESSING THOUGH.
THAT WAS WHY HE WAS THE ONE SEARCHING FOR THE RIGHT PARTY WHERE TO GO.
BECAUSE ONCE I SAW IT ALL, THEN I WANNA SEE IT BETTER, MOTHER FUCKER.
THIS IS WHEN I SHOULD HAVE LEFT HIM.
BUT I HAD DIFFERENT PLANS THOUGH, SO IT'S NOT THAT HARD TO FORGIVE IF YOU HAVE THE GOOD REASONS TO DO IT.
IN THE NAME OF LOVE OF COURSE AND SURELY BLESSED BY GOD.