Daily, sitting on the terrace of the horizon of my mind, I wonder and become disgruntled at what features in my daily experiences.
Life has refused to teach me about this filthy, effeminate and disfavour menace that has become the order of the day, I feel disenchanted with those ' sex'. All are thesame and have thesame character, possessed by " messiah syndromes', feel to be at all time. I restate that they are all thesame, but it is the level that differs.
A fellow masculine, depressed at the attitude exhibited by the unfathomable organism, being the reverse of 'eninimef'.
My ' guys' becoming so obsessed about them, jumping through hoops to please them, yet they feel unperturbed and are ingrate.
Denying his rest for their rest, accepting insanity for their sanity, and swimming in sadness for their joy, marrying poverty for ' her' affluence. What else would be the criterion (ia) for them to be pleased?
I shudder and I'm spell bound at the derisive manner with which they belittle a fully grown and matured ' guy', for their own upliftment.
Turn him on, and leave him as a fool, applauding her own folly to be wits. My guy retiring home with sadness, depression and abysmal countenance. An object and subject of contention between and among my ' matured guys' - causing disunity and distrust among themselves. Envying the other for an ' antique damsel', allowing themselves to be swimming in the abyss of ignorance, having an adept knowledge of madness and allowing a thousand and one factors to be adducing their stupidity.
' Your Babe'- causing a set back and maximal deviation from your goals- making you feel what you are not- tempting in a ' beautiful temptation' - going against your rule and philosophy- making you oblivious of your environment and what the future holds for you.
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'GIRLS", WE HAIL THEE
HorrorActually, about girls and for girls who think that because of their gender can belittle any. .... Just a write up though, but should be treated with matured mind.
