Saturday, February 18, 2006

Matters Of The Self

Of all the things I could never tolerate, one would be phanks telling me how fat and ugly I am, and how he declines whenever I asked him to bot me.

Sometimes, when I could hear Darkstar whispering in my ear, all my heart could understand is him telling me to strike back, strike hard and striking deep.

What if I give phanks a very good lesson about respect and sensitivity?

What if I give him a dose of his own medicine by putting his very own physical insecurity on the spotlight?

Would he understand then my feelings whenever he tears my confidence apart?

Right now, I feel so upset. I feel so used and unappreciated.

No wonder, sometimes when I am tempted to fuck around,

I don't feel guilty anymore.

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