pay any attention
to that man
behind the curtain.
I remember my youth and the feeling that will never come back anymore--the feeling that I could last forever,
outlast the sea, the earth, and all men; the deceitful feeling that lures us on to joys, to perils, to love,
to vain effort--to death; the triumphant conviction of strength, the heat of life in a handful of dust,
the glow in the heart that with every year grows dim, grows cold, grows small, and expires--
and expires, too soon, too soon--before life itself.
[joseph conrad]
3 very splendid and worthwhile comment(s):
She's changing you into what she's always wanted in a man - A life sized doll.
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dan dan dan. that's what husbands are! according to the sitcoms. sitcoms are stupidity itself.
I am no doll. I am a well-shorn specimen of man.
do not post a comment (or not).
do not go home (the grass is always greener).