Reality and Sanity Bites
Dear RealityI’ve learmed that you cannot make someone love you. All you can do is pray and stay hoping that someday they will give in. But guess what, it will never happen. Specially if he loves money and himself. It hurts most when you learned he love someone else because they are fucking horny and good in bed. He loves them because they love him less than you do. They enjoy and find it cool being together because they just fuck around and doesn’t care about other people.
Meow Baby Meow Baby… isn’t it good to hear such roaring of sweet voices shouting for a mouse that runs around playing hide and sex… Meow Baby Meow Baby. Alternately being fucked. Fighting over a spilled and spoiled milk that doesn’t even taste half good as other milk out there. Poor pussy and bebe it is bad for your health and it won’t stay for good, it will never will.
I’ve learned that no matter how much I care, some people are just assholes to care for themselves. Care for other people who doesn’t give a damn.
I’ve learned that I shouldn’t compare myself to others and be insecure for the love and attention he give. Those were more screwed up than what I thought.
I’ve learned that regardless how hot and steamy a relationship is at first, the passion fades and there had better be a lot of money to take its place. Money matters at all. Sex spice it all up and if someone is way hotter even uglier than you are as long as ggod and horny you’re nothing but a loser. Right horny baby… meow meow…. pussy…
Now I’ve learned that love can never be kind with me so I decided to shift my gear and change pace
Money can buy you Love.
Sex is better and sweeter than Love.
Love is just a dream.
Sex, Lies and Money is what REALITY’s made of.
Spicy Color of Life.
This is my so-called simple yet complicated life.
Yours Truly,
Sanity
