I am bald and will be for the rest of my life.
I envy others' success.
I am fat and will be for the rest of my life.
I eat compulsively.
I love women but hate the them at the same time.
I am compulsive.
I am intelligent but not intellectual.
I question societal norms without attempting to understand them.
I am lazy, but I care.
I like the idea of drinking wine much more than the taste.
I believe sex should be sacred, but I would doom myself to hell's eternity to sleep with a beautiful woman (well, any woman).
I think too highly of myself.
I worry that I will not be able to please a woman.
I worry that I am a sick pervert.
I am a sick pervert.
I worry about ending up alone.
I worry about ending up alone and not enjoying the company.
I worry about looking in the mirror and hating what I see.
Worrying is alright if you live.
Friday, March 03, 2006
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I like that you are real and honest.
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