Yep.
That’s me
Closer to 30 than 20
I might as well be dead in some countries with high death rate
And of course, Los Angeles
Los Angeles, city of angels, get it?
If you don’t pass the pencil and boob test you ain’t nobody’s angel, you’re out!
Like a friend once told me through his story when he was in Japan,
he asked a direction for a street to this fine young woman and she answered that he’s in the wrong street,"The street you want to go to is for the young women.", so she said.
She was 23.
See the point here?
teens: loved, voluptuous creatures, perky and happy
23: OLD
26: beyond help
Then again, it’s Japan
They went suicidal a lot there
I passed my 26′th birthday by watching mermaid movies…
Do you know that mermaid is actually an untouchable male fantasy?
Desirable to watch, but deadly when touched.
They’re young beautiful women with breath taking physique that lures the sailors in to their embrace. But if they do, they’re dead since they actually, well, kill and in some cultures, eat those men.
And even if they are the nicest of their kind and have embraced a vegan’s life, they don’t have a vagina to start with.
And that’s when i started to feel better
I’m not an immortal that stays young forever
I’m not beautiful according to Vogue standart
Nor that i have a great career of swimming on the sea and hunting men
But at least i have a vagina
And i don’t have to swap my tongue in order to get one and went tantrum when i can’t by eating men.
I’m blessed!
Pointless actually
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