the smart one’s amongst us aren’t those that plod through their meaningless existence in time, but are the one’s that have already sacrificed themselves to eternity.
No broken heart can be mended without first cauterising the cracks. No bridge can be crossed without first learning to walk again. No sentimental Sam can learn to love again without the misuse of a seductive Sally.
- It is true that even harlots of the night appear quintessential when blinded by a desire for immorality.
Prostitution of the soul seems inevitable when there is but debauchery on the horizon. Red light districts replace a hope for happiness. New lows seem all but unavoidable when avoidance is everything we detest.
A self-acceptance of imperfections can be a dangerous thing. Disillusionment at the ever pressing quest to do right can lead to a left turn toward wrong. A decadent trail of delights where there are no recriminations for regaling in all that has been our revelry. We need that medicine cabinet and we need it full. For without the self-imposed condemnation that accompanies such impure thoughts, Dorian Gray would need a sequel.
Anonymous
yes, my wishes from those birthday candles i blew out when i was 5 have finally been realised. It’s odd though, i never would have imagined the blonde thai lady with unseemly endowments would use tumblr to finally contact me after all these years. But, who am i to argue, i guess. It’s time to celebrate my future love with ‘gottagetme19’ aka hot thai lady i imagined in my pre-pubescent fantasies.
