I was a very loving boy; too bad I dumped years and years worth of love into the abyss.
And that's just silly; I knew that the abyss would never answer back.
I dumped love and money into the abyss. I used to think, inside my stupid head, that "the only thing women want from you is $$$$."
Now women have their own goals and their own financial freedom and I couldn't for the life of me tell you what women want anymore.
I'm out of ideas and speculation alone won't help.
Good to know the limitations of one's own understanding on the matter.
Oops! You live and learn.
I remember how it felt to fall in love: Felt like having my blood turn to diarrhea. No fun.
No!
Actually...
It felt more like having an ear infection inside your heart.
An ear infection inside your heart.
Shit!
Shit would throw you off balance, make you feel miserable 24/7. Wouldn't wish cupid's arrow on anyone; not even Hitler. No way!
Some people go out of their way to intercept cupid's arrow. Good for them. Someone has to procreate. Someone has to pick up the slack. Some people have gotten to the rich, creamy nougat center of life. Good for them.
I used to log into Facebook every day and draw a sick satisfaction out of browsing through wedding pictures and thinking "See it this way: months from now the first baby pictures will show up and when you look at those baby albums you'll feel much better for 'dodging that bullet'". But then Facebook started following me even after I logged out. God damn it. Enjoy the Twitter (while it lasts)
It's not even February. Pathetic. Thank you Stolichnaya.
Played around with the GIMP again. Made a li'l snippet of animation.
Going to bed. I have to re-adjust my biological clock.
Gotta suck out all the marrow of life like a motherfucker (while I still can)
