FRIENDS WITH EXTRAS?

what the hell's this? friends that provide "full services"? well the excuses for getting into something like this are, "i just want to have fun", "i dont want any emotional attachments", "i dont want to be hurt" and blah blah blah yada yada yada .

what crap. what utter crap.

a friend is a friend is a friend. a lover is a lover is a lover. your lover can be your best friend not the other way round. now people want their friends to become their lovers when they feel like it. so you say everything is strictly physical. bullshit. every human being crave emotional bonds.

ok a little overreaction there. but what the hell. it's beyond my comprehension.

you cant blame me when you discover that married personnel have 'friends with extras' too. not just the male but our female counterparts have them too.

now, how the fuck do you explain this?

your husband/wife cant fulfill your needs? your insatiable sex drive needs another vessel? you experiencing the 7-year itch (apparently its 2-year now)?

what about your marriage vowels? they dont mean a thing anymore? then why say it in the beginning? how can you keep a straightface when you stare into your wife's eyes and tell her 'i love you'? or has lying became a second-nature to you already?

dammit.

i know divorce is the future tense of marraige.

but FOR FUCK'S SAKE

at least try to make it work.

Salvador Dali - Figure at the window

The room lies empty now
curtains are what is left
of a life that will be
soon forgotten

she stands and gazes
at the images, she had seen before
so many times, so many ways
the gentle breeze
starts a tune beside her
and her eyes close
to hold back her emotions

and just like that
the memories came rushing
into her
the echo of the wind
howled mockingly

the deafening silence
drowns the delicate trembling of
her hands

she stands and looks
one last time
at all the things
that she had held dear
but would be forever left
behind

a single tear
escapes
as she bids
goodbye
and disappears into
the distant horizon

"Hmm, what'd you say,
mmm, that you only meant well?
Well, 'course you did
Hmm, what'd you say,
mmm, that it's all for the best
Of course it is
Hmm, what'd you say,
mmm, that it's just what we need
You decided this
Hmm, what'd you say,
mmm, what did she say?"

sometimes during the course of existence, you might come across something that just touches you on a whole new level. the words weaves seamlessly with your memory and form an image so stunning it's almost alive. and with that, the floodgates are unlocked and every single detail appears in front of you in with unerring accuracy. you could almost feel the night breeze and smell your favourite fragrance.

pictures, images, flow ruthlessly through your veins, making their way to the depths of your soul. with a silent scream, your resistance disappear and you succumb to the depths of darkness that swallowed you whole.

* to you: people change. and to think you, of all people decided to give me a piece of your mind. oh please.

i am not a hotel. where people can visit when they feel like it and leave when they are done with their fun.

and guess who cleans up the mess they leave behind?

it's tiring work and i will never do that again.

EVER.

* it has always been you and not me. now i know,
now i really know.