No Tolstoy quotes or philosophies on life for now. It is 3:18 AM, a drizzly damp Oregon night, with Animal Collective's ethereal and strangely soothing Merriweather Post Pavilion on in an attempt to find sleep.
But sleep won't be here for a while yet.
Sometimes I wonder if it's just me... does anyone else know that feeling of being led on, no-merely tolerated, and then rejected, physically, and feeling as if the last thing you'd ever do again was initiate anything with that person? It's such a tricky vulnerable spot to get to that it makes sense both partners should reach it at the same time. But when one is only interested in getting some sleep, and the other only interested in getting some, that delicate balance can be toppled over, and you're left with, well, me on the couch again wishing I had never tried.
What are you supposed to do when everything, or at least most things, or some things anyway, are so good, but you have to wait until you're wanted, which is never as much as you want anyway?
Just...hypothetically speaking.
There must be plenty of men who are intimidated, or for whatever reason, turned off by a woman's blatant advances. And men who value a good night's sleep more than a good night of sex. That's understandable. But how in the world did I wind up with one of those? How did I wind up in love with one of those, for fuck's sake?
Haha, I'm glad I've let go of convention here. I'd turn to friends but it's too late for that, so it's nice to realize that there's kind of another outlet. Not to mention so many beautiful women to distract myself with.
I've never liked suicide girls so much.
Something makes me feel like running,
away, not entirely in a bad way... but when things get bad enough you're liberated. Until then you're tethered by what you have to lose.
But sleep won't be here for a while yet.
Sometimes I wonder if it's just me... does anyone else know that feeling of being led on, no-merely tolerated, and then rejected, physically, and feeling as if the last thing you'd ever do again was initiate anything with that person? It's such a tricky vulnerable spot to get to that it makes sense both partners should reach it at the same time. But when one is only interested in getting some sleep, and the other only interested in getting some, that delicate balance can be toppled over, and you're left with, well, me on the couch again wishing I had never tried.
What are you supposed to do when everything, or at least most things, or some things anyway, are so good, but you have to wait until you're wanted, which is never as much as you want anyway?
Just...hypothetically speaking.
There must be plenty of men who are intimidated, or for whatever reason, turned off by a woman's blatant advances. And men who value a good night's sleep more than a good night of sex. That's understandable. But how in the world did I wind up with one of those? How did I wind up in love with one of those, for fuck's sake?
Haha, I'm glad I've let go of convention here. I'd turn to friends but it's too late for that, so it's nice to realize that there's kind of another outlet. Not to mention so many beautiful women to distract myself with.
I've never liked suicide girls so much.
Something makes me feel like running,
away, not entirely in a bad way... but when things get bad enough you're liberated. Until then you're tethered by what you have to lose. VIEW 10 of 10 COMMENTS
abracadabra4:
OK, I asked too soon, it has updated now. Very cute and awesomely seductive eyes.
expo:
Thanks for adding me pretty lady