tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5226506400762782826.post6569004174236953115..comments2023-10-24T11:30:47.750+01:00Comments on A Head Full of Beauty: September and October in a sort of nutshellOpheliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06804728080052960584noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5226506400762782826.post-65795084913927851262012-11-16T20:31:08.588+00:002012-11-16T20:31:08.588+00:00The game. Thrilling, intoxicating, and ego boostin...The game. Thrilling, intoxicating, and ego boosting. I live for it. I miss your posts. I read and re-read them. Zoiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15509810764245031340noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5226506400762782826.post-68540235613070033052012-10-23T11:10:14.167+01:002012-10-23T11:10:14.167+01:00That quote. Yes. Yes yes yes. There are some thing...That quote. Yes. Yes yes yes. There are some things that the mind just can't cope with, and when it finally finds a way to cope it isn't necessarily a "healthy" way, but it works.<br /><br />A guy who wants you to be you and not a you-exhausted-by-torturing-yourself-by-chasing-perfection is NOT mediocre or in-between, it's the rarest animal of them all.<br /><br />If someone demands that you change yourself for them, then they aren't worthy of you. Simple as that.<br /><br />Love you, as much as you don't love yourself AND MOAR. *hugs*Peridot (G+P)https://www.blogger.com/profile/07055351645100012755noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5226506400762782826.post-5623079447129249042012-10-22T16:21:39.796+01:002012-10-22T16:21:39.796+01:00The so called "game" and thrill of the c...The so called "game" and thrill of the chase gets you nowhere. Nice boys are so much better. Good job on the no purge. I hope you can stick with it. I'm feeling incredibly fat myself. What else is new?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5226506400762782826.post-2156948366572832882012-10-22T10:35:49.672+01:002012-10-22T10:35:49.672+01:00You know. I'm starting to think that all men i...You know. I'm starting to think that all men in London are Theos. That this city is far too easy for men to be single and have it all. They are in relationships with their work and friends, instead of having meaningful relationships with women they just use us as an excuse to get their dicks wet. And the worst part of it all is that we kid ourselves into thinking that we can live in this mans world, until one asshole comes along and fools us into believing that he is more than just this shallow London asshole, and once things get a little serious and we allow ourselves to become attached then all of a sudden he isn't ready. For all the things I love about this city, the men here are shit. And all that is left at the end of the day is cynicism and loneliness. Self-esteem wrecked to shit, an attitude that could rival any man only to cover up the fact that all we want is a challenge that isn't emotionally retarded or that will make us feel like piece of shit whales who are inevitably inadequate despite our best efforts. Lol, started this comment not meaning to be so cynical, but fuck. This city turns it on. Fat Piggyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16380965979204846827noreply@blogger.com