"An orgasm a day keeps the doctor away." - Mae West
We have habits...all of us. We have fucked up habits, especially when it deals with love. Love...for some odd reason, people ask us what love is...in all honesty, we don't fucking know. I am glad no one knows, it would ruin the mystery for me completely.
I aint talking purely on the basis of salacious activities that our bodies desire. The intimacy that we so desperately try to hold on to and do things we have never ever done before. I am talking about love to you motherfuckers out there...all of you!
We all have it, that person we love all so desperately, but we are too hard headed to admit the fact, because it feels like pure anal rape in those prison showers (you can't drop the soap). I fucking hate love, it makes me wanna get drunk and for get about it, but drinking only thickens the thought. It swirls around you like venom in your blood stream...you don't want it, but you won't let go of it.
Maybe I'm just talking shit, which I always do, but my shit is the truth! I'm not gonna accept love yet, I would rather wait till I can open my heart, like Sharon Stone and her legs from that scene in Basic Instinct...which was fucking hot, I might add.
We are all lost, searching for the next best thing in our pathetic lives, but you think you never gonna find it...well, you're wrong. We always find that oppertunistic part of our lives and we grab it. It comes continously. You gotta be a soldier in this promiscuos world. You gotta learn to control the world's sex drive and choose when to say, "I want some!"
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