i hardly ever disclose it, but rarely does a day pass when i don’t want to die.
4:00 am • 26 May 2012 • 6 notes
“It is unfortunate, but I feel sorry for most of the young men brought up in todays world, so if I may shed some light and bitch about it. This is a world where you mustn’t fear to admit the curves, colour and comfort of a woman’s body can never be compared to the artificial materials of a car. Its ok to show affection towards another person, you’re still a man. If you disagree, save her some discomfort, buy a plastic blowup doll. The way a woman presents herself is only literal, a mere description of what she’s all about, but her eyes will tell you the secret of life if you let them. And if you see a woman and the first question you ponder is whether or not she has a dick… ummm, well thats a whole other social subject that I don’t have time to get into. Do yourself a favour, free your mind from the self-deprecation society has brainwashed you to live by. Love a Woman or Love a Man, I don’t care, just love, because you are here to engage in the human experience, for which love is all you need. And as a bonus I promise whether it be sexual or nonsexual, you’ll probably enjoy intimacy on a personal and intellectual level ten million times more then you ever thought you could. If the underlying philosophy of these words don’t connect with your brain, then I feel sorry for you. So please, continue to sarcastically laugh at your neighbour, but just know, when you reach those ‘pearly white gates’ everyone you met, who understood what you couldn’t, will be laughing at you while you’re turn away, only to try again.”
— Curtybird: To the young men of today
3:01 am • 25 May 2012 • 3 notes
i am so beyond sore from lastnight that working out tonight was physically impossible. even though I had no control over it i feel like i need to compensate by doing 2x the workout tomorrow, no matter the consequences.
12:04 am • 23 May 2012