The panic, the vomit...

what if everything around you, isn't quite as it seems...

thank you to the person who posted a comment on my last post, wish you'd left some way of knowing who you be though. then again, maybe its the mystery of it that makes it nice to see someone cares.

its kinda like when someone you don't know sends you an sms. you have this idea in the back of your head that it could be one of your friends playing a joke on you, but then hope takes over, man's weakness according to terry pratchett, and you carry on replying to the messages, hoping that the other person is someone who might just fit what you need...

maybe thats why we carry on after we have had a hard relationship. we still hope that somehow, somewhere, someone will be the person who can make you happy, and that even if it only lasts for a little while, it was something.

maybe thats the state of mind that a lot of the manwhores find themselves in. the guys who flirt with a lot of women, have some fun, but lay no hopes down, and in the end find someone without hurting everyone else. not the players, they are the maniacal ones who hurt as they plow ponderously through the fields of the opposite sex.

"all i can do, drivin g on through, into you
deep
deep
deep
deep
deep..."