you know i was doing some thinking after that last entry…
i am lonely.
there i said it.
no shame in my game either.
loneliness is a funny thing.
it makes everyone fine who even looks in your direction attractive.
wolves that i would have never looked at twice,
i suddenly started seeing this “good” within them.
the red flags are way too high for me to see.
most of the same wolves i found myself attracted to,
and thought the same,
are definitely not good for me after some careful thought.
they are either immature,
a tribe of rugrats,
or a mixture of all of the above.
easy pipe = ton of headaches.
and not the good kind.
like after your head knocks up against the headboard.
its fine to look,
even jack off to the thought,
but i’d rather not touch.
i’m glad i don’t come out of my lusty thoughts to pursue.
they are simple eye candy that looks sweet,
and i’m sure tastes just as good,
but ultimately not worth the aches and pains.
you know the good ones after they break your back down.
plus i know these wolves are not the one for me.
i know this.
i’m just blinded by insanity and horniness i reckon.
a bad mixture.
ive got a good job,
opened up another checking account,
just got approved for my first credit card,
and about to start upgrading my life.
hoodrats and hooligans need not apply.
i guess since star fox’s death date is coming up,
i’ve been in this “need to find someone” to cure my loneliness.
i even looked at his ex.
i pray continuously that god will let quality wolves into my life.
ones who know what a “getting to know me” is.
or even “common courtesy”.
add “teach me something i didn’t know” as well.
oh and friends also apply to this as well.
thanks to everyone who allows me to “go thru” to “get thru”.
it helps a fox tremendously.