So am I done? Yes and no.
I love the female company. Cherish it. But is it ever enough?
Never anymore. People expect me to be some fucking Superman.
I'm not. I smile, laugh, compliment.
It's a charade right? No. I mean it too few people.
But when I mean it I mean it.
But nobody accepts.
So here I am. Still alone on top of my throne.
No queen. No ancestors. I invented this.
"Fuck women" I scream. Context works two ways.
Fuck it. Peace out.
Monday, 24 January 2011
Females.
Posted by Jimmy Follows at 15:22
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