Oh no, I see it coming: this is going to end up in a fight again, I don´t want to fight, who ever wants to fight? Someone who wants to have a fight must be a fool, an idiot. It would even get more ridiculous if people want to fight with someone they actually love or see them unhappy, but oh, wait a minute, I know someone who enjoys seeing the woman he loves unhappy, oh shit, no, it is...me. It is me, I must say that I like it to see her unhappy, I don´t even know why, I mean aren´t I supposed to make her happy? Yes I am, or aren´t I? Or could it even be that men are supposed to hurt their women because women don´t have any other problems, do they? I mean, what are women´s problems like? It is all about „What-should-I-wear-today?“, I think they need more problems, and that´s why men are there, that´s why I am here, oh yes, I´m here to be a more serious problem for her than the What-should-I-wear one. Aren´t I nice? But on the other hand I´m strange too, I mean the last ten months I´ve been thinking about her, I couldn´t wait to see her again, and now, I´m here, and now that I am here, I don´t even enjoy it. Isn´t that strange?
But maybe I´m supposed to be like
that...because I´m a man.
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