Tuesday, December 30
Singlehood
I havnt had a serious relationship for over a year now. Sometimes...just sometimes...the primate in me yearns for a regular fuck buddy for some good ol sex. The rubbin of skin...the exchange of body fluids...the swoshing of your penis in her mouth...the gentle slappin sound of u thrustin her...the beads of sweat...and the finger nail marks she leaves on your back...all with a woman who has promised consensual sex..with no strings attached...no messy aftermaths...and no heartaches...a sleazy sex ride with no atonement...the only justification? The need for more sex...and all but a phonecall away....
Walkin along the streets when ya all single and lonely can bring u heartburn sometimes...im like..."Do i really fuckin need to see another fuckin couple rentin that lamppost for their idea of discreet cover while makin out in full fuckin view? Do they not realise that their actions only serve no purpose but to further remind ME that im still fastidiously single???"
I once saw a couple doin the sexiest thing ever in Borders. Any discerning book/magazine connoiseur would always make a weekly trip to Borders...me being no exception...and before u start lettin your ideas hoppin wild...it's nothin naughty...no strippin of clothes or hands in the pants of that sort...the guy was standin straight up...his hands holdin up some magazine...his eyes deeply intent on absorbin every single detail in that publication...and his girlfriend...standin behind him....wrappin her arms around him....her face against his back...her eyes closed...with a contented smile...ISNT THAT THE SEXIEST THING EVER??? I mean...what else would a man want??? A magazine that catches his attention...all comfortable in an airconditioned BOOKSHOP...and his other half entwinin her limbs of love around u....the guy is all secure...happy...content...free of worries....the stuff dreams are made of...
Now the guy wasnt THAT good lookin...neither was the girl GORGEOUS by a long shot...but for once...just for that very moment...i felt i had invaded on their privacy....that moment of happiness both of them exuded...each one locked in their own thoughts...i wished i had my camera with me then....a black and white shot would be simply classic...
This isnt a public cry for love...it isnt an advertisement for the need to be wanted...it defintely isnt me tryin to do one of my many insane acts just to be noticed....sometimes...whne u've been alone for so long...u do question the need for isolation...the millions of people who're still unmarried...the gallons of tears those lonely hearts stain their pillows with....and the envious looks one passes at a happy couple....the disadvantages just dont add up....being single is the doldrums....findin the one u love and being appreciated...a feelin like that...no money can buy...
Me? Yes...im still lookin for a special someone....
I havnt had a serious relationship for over a year now. Sometimes...just sometimes...the primate in me yearns for a regular fuck buddy for some good ol sex. The rubbin of skin...the exchange of body fluids...the swoshing of your penis in her mouth...the gentle slappin sound of u thrustin her...the beads of sweat...and the finger nail marks she leaves on your back...all with a woman who has promised consensual sex..with no strings attached...no messy aftermaths...and no heartaches...a sleazy sex ride with no atonement...the only justification? The need for more sex...and all but a phonecall away....
Walkin along the streets when ya all single and lonely can bring u heartburn sometimes...im like..."Do i really fuckin need to see another fuckin couple rentin that lamppost for their idea of discreet cover while makin out in full fuckin view? Do they not realise that their actions only serve no purpose but to further remind ME that im still fastidiously single???"
I once saw a couple doin the sexiest thing ever in Borders. Any discerning book/magazine connoiseur would always make a weekly trip to Borders...me being no exception...and before u start lettin your ideas hoppin wild...it's nothin naughty...no strippin of clothes or hands in the pants of that sort...the guy was standin straight up...his hands holdin up some magazine...his eyes deeply intent on absorbin every single detail in that publication...and his girlfriend...standin behind him....wrappin her arms around him....her face against his back...her eyes closed...with a contented smile...ISNT THAT THE SEXIEST THING EVER??? I mean...what else would a man want??? A magazine that catches his attention...all comfortable in an airconditioned BOOKSHOP...and his other half entwinin her limbs of love around u....the guy is all secure...happy...content...free of worries....the stuff dreams are made of...
Now the guy wasnt THAT good lookin...neither was the girl GORGEOUS by a long shot...but for once...just for that very moment...i felt i had invaded on their privacy....that moment of happiness both of them exuded...each one locked in their own thoughts...i wished i had my camera with me then....a black and white shot would be simply classic...
This isnt a public cry for love...it isnt an advertisement for the need to be wanted...it defintely isnt me tryin to do one of my many insane acts just to be noticed....sometimes...whne u've been alone for so long...u do question the need for isolation...the millions of people who're still unmarried...the gallons of tears those lonely hearts stain their pillows with....and the envious looks one passes at a happy couple....the disadvantages just dont add up....being single is the doldrums....findin the one u love and being appreciated...a feelin like that...no money can buy...
Me? Yes...im still lookin for a special someone....
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