Friday, September 30, 2011

Somebody tell the truth

Boy have I gotten myself in a mess. I swear when this one is over I am through with relationships and chasing women for good.  I am a addict to the bone. I do not have the first clue about how to have a relationship. I believe in the all or nothing thing from day one. You are suppose to madly in heat and stay that way for as long as possible. As soon as it starts to fade, withdraw into that comfortable rut and ride it out till they leave. Which for me it is an average of 4 .3 years. Walk around with your head down , move back home to the house you grew up in, that's just a way of making "living with your mother" not sting so bad when you say it. Drive yourself mad by obsessing on the good times you had with her back when you were both in heat. Never go to bed, sleep in the chair at the computer. Ah yes ....the computer. Your new wonderland of loose women pretending to be what they wish they were.  They appeal to you however. The pictures they post of the gorgeous ladies in nice clothing and very nice bodies are just what the doctor ordered for you to get over your broken heart. But instead you obsess to the point of having a nervous breakdown about how they are not the one that just left. You are getting older and you were lucky as hell that the last one you had was into or liked older men. It took you perhaps your entire life to find such a perfect woman for you and you can only imagine

how hard it will be to find another young beautiful lady that thinks you are her higher power. This will no doubt really drive you crazy.  So self preservation kicks in and you answer one of the emails that that "cute blond that says her age is is only 5 years younger than you" wrote you and its totally justified with the fact she is older she will be more mature than the beauty with the great body that just dumped you. After a couple of emails you start texting and then start talking on the phone. Then the day comes she wants to meet you......you have a total of 73 cents. The only reason for that is it was left on the night stand by you on one of your trips home when you were successful a few yrs ago. The same time you had a stripper for a girl friend that slept with you in that bed, had sex in that bed on your visit home. She was drop dead gorgeous and at the time no one new she was a stripper but you. Your entire family thinks she is a very pretty lady...lollater

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