I’m having a hard time figuring this out: who’s more pathetic - a person alone, desperate for love and affection, alone for hours, months, days, years… or someone that ships from one relationship to another in about- say… two minutes (a full ode to promiscuity) and even has the nerve to announce to the world that he is alone… for the moment -yeah right, so now everyone will ask for you because you’re G-d’s gift to the world. Girls will throw themselves at you just because you’re stating you’re single now. Wow, wonderful, great, marvellous!. You fucking asshole, do something with your life. Isn’t it enough that relationships and love itself mean dick to you? Like if you were scratching notches on your belt every time some idiot-minded psychopath brainwashed superficial woman fucks you thinking you actually are worth something. Do you even enjoy sex or is this a never ending competition with no-one?
I’m not saying relationships should matter to you. They obviously don’t. But there’s a possibility that we get infected with your disease. I’m not familiar with love. I would like to believe in it, but people like you talk me out of it. Fix whatever mistake you make. Take that thing off… it’s simply pathetic. Sorry. Some of you may not like it but it’s true. I’m not a believer about purity and what-have-you. I’m not (and haven’t been a) goodie two-shoes. And this is my judgement. But there must be some kind of boundary for hyper-boosted egoes. These egoes should be kept to ourselves. I’m not against promiscuity or anything but I can’t stand it when these types make it become something it’s not. I hope good ol’ planet earth has some slight type of punishment saved for this kind of idiots. Wait. Venereal diseases were invented for these occasions. Right.
