‘Can we talk about it later?’ is what I heard.
It sounded exactly as serious as it was meant to be.
I was in the common area of the toilet.
Author: Lakshmi
Do we need a test to trust?
‘Why don’t you come sit and have a drink?’ asked my coworker.
We had finished our working hours and he was sitting at the bar.
‘No, I will go home. I am tired’. But I didn’t say it as firmly as I maybe would have wanted to say.
I was really just tired.
I went to the toilet instead.
Setting straight to be straight
‘To be with a woman is very soft’. Everything is soft. The kissing, the hands, the caressing’.
‘But at the end of the day, I just want dick’. I need to be fucked.’ My friend told me.
I went on a date the next a few days later.
‘So when I am talking with another girl, would you try to get her out?’ He asked me.
Is Love sexual?
‘When I am around women I become ‘the man’’. Is what my friend told me.
We occasionally also work together.
I don’t know what made us connect. But we just did.
I was listening to her words, while my feet were touching the grass.
It was a nice day.
Needing to love to continue to live
‘You should create your man’, told my friend. We were still walking in the park and it was all that I could remember.
Creation. Does this mean something that doesn’t exist? Is creation something we don’t know or is creation, something that already exists, but we don’t know yet. Is it beyond our own belief that we forgot what existing means? Or have we ever?
I’d rather die and never wake up again
Hormones can be a block for your lovelife.
Both artificial and natural.
Lately my hormones are taking matters into their own hands. Not that I want them to take a walk with me. But I am trying to escape them. I can’t help it. I am a sagittarius. The world is sometimes too scary for me. And then especially things I don’t know.
But I have come to know that the unknown is quite ok.
Quite a contradiction.
Can hormones be a block on your love life?
I was walking in the park. Not by myself. Not that it’s a big mystery. I just wasn’t by myself.
I walk alone or by myself a lot. Something I accepted, as some things I need to do by myself. Where nobody is invited. A process. Thoughts. Feelings. Experiences. Things we need to know first, before to understand and to share. If at all.
But this time it wasn’t a day like that.
Is there something to do after a break up?
I was talking with my ‘friend’.
I don’t know how to exactly call him.
We talk, sometimes.
About everything really.
The truth about a relationship
It must have been a rainy day.. At least that’s what I thought it was, outside the sun was shining.
I was thinking about my past relationship. One that was stuck on me, for a long time, perhaps even too long. But there was nothing that I could do about it.