Love is Blindness-why we do the things we do

Don't you want me baby?

Flip the coin and now were faced with our evil f**king twin. The narcissistic c**t that no one likes. The one who should have walked around school with a placard saying smack me in the f**king face, cause thats what everyone wanted to do anyway.

Now were prone to displaying hedonistic visions of f**king grandeur, with no idea as to just how full of shit we really are, spending hours and hours in our own company because no one f**king likes us. We can blame it on our parents if we want, its their fault weve developed such an unshakeable belief in how lucky someone would be to end up in our arms. Or maybe, someone should just f**k us up.

Weve been on your own for such a long time that weve probably forgotten how much of a c**t we can be. Were unpleasant, demanding, selfish and well.. c**ts.

But worst of all is that we have no f**king interest in, or curiousity about anything at all. No imagination whatsoever, no sensitivity to the less than obvious. If it doesnt smack us in the head, it doesnt exist. Basically, were no better than a bunch of oxygen thieves.

How can we not think about what might be good or bad about someone weve never met before, or even a little bit curious about what the flowers in our gardens smell like. Weve never given a second thought as to what it might feel like to go swimming in the nude, run our fingers through someones hair, or to hold a beautiful strangers hand?

Weve got no sense of anything, were totally oblivious of these hugely vital parts of day to day existence. Imagination, curiosity, our sense of taste, smell, and touch dont exist for no reason, theyre the f**king key to everything. Without these, weve got f**k all. No saving graces whatsoever, absolutely nothing to offer anyone, nothing, zero, zilch! Probably best if we just f**ked off!

Facts are facts, and theres no denying them, so under these circumstances, the odds of us finding a partner are very heavily stacked against us unless we sort ourselves out. First, we should learn how to deal with our own nonsense, stop making pathetically ridiculous excuses for ourselves. Then, and only then, no promises made or implied, but something good might eventually happen to us.