Sitting back here in this chair wondering why it is that life seems to be made up of silly little games run either by accident, or purposefully, for reason that one can only thing are to ensure we get what we want. Would it not be easier to simply spill the beans, confess what we want in life and move on? Maybe my thoughts on the matter are completely off the mark but that’s what the case seems to look like. Still no complaining on my part is going to convince the world that they should give up their petty games and move on. It’s like everyone is running around afraid to say what they need for fear of being labeled what they truly are. Believe it or not if everyone absolutely had to fess up to what they truly wanted no one could persecute you for fear that they might be persecuted themselves. All that is required for my life to be a good and happy one is a good woman who knows that this man is what she’s looking for — harder said than done these days since it feels a great deal like no woman wants me even though that’s known to not be true. Someday the woman to solve all these issues for me will happen along but until then I’ll continue to be confused, a mess, and most often a tinge of completely unhappy.
As a side note to any future wives/exes: It’s long been known that every woman wants to change me (each time in a new direction…) but this personality has taken quite a bit of work to hone and polish, so try not to fuck it up while you’re here. Hmm?
Someday this place might get some comments on it but that would mean people would actually want to read it. For some reason my need to write on here persists.