VS#006 08/03/10 (surprise)
Sexual Vernissage
Just a week ago, after a party I was wondering which girls could refuse to kiss, but sleep with. Today I think I have found the answer, on this Women’s Day, please take your WE and call a whore to wish her a happy birthday,…
Free Expression
It seems that the only women who refuse to kiss when they are willing to have sex are prostitutes, but I don’t remember Nana being one,…
So how to develop?
Last week I asked a series of three questions which are as follows:
Why refuse to kiss?
Is it a problem of feeling?
Are sealed lips synonymous with finger rings?
For me it’s the fear of bonding, the fear of love and all the worries that come with that feeling.
In general, men with narcissistic and dominating tendencies refuse to kiss, and in the same way, during the orgasm, to look at their partner, to share this moment, they lock themselves up so as not to allow the other person to see them in a second state, in a trance.
And that’s my case, I have annoying narcissistic tendencies that I’m blamed for, I’ve often been told that I’ll die alone, but for the moment it doesn’t bother me.
So following this line of reasoning, last week I came across a female me, and I got scared. Afraid to see that I had given this poor Nana an STD, a Sexually Transmitted Disease, Transbahtual Sentimental Disorders.
And now, while writing this, I’ve just taken a monumental slap in the face, I’m an asshole who considers the female sex as a substitute for my hand in just more pleasant.
Maybe that’s the future, a desacralization of love,… Or else a legalization of international prostitution that would not kill love, but would make it a crazy feeling in desires.
Long live Women’s Day!
Drug
“His life is just shitty, he wants to delete it,
So many times he wished he could swallow these tablets.
Thanks to a bottle of whiskey, everything is settled,
And in eternity cry to better blind oneself.
To no longer see the hell where he suffered too much,
Where so often his multiple ailments suffocated him.
*** ***
Why live? What’s the point of resisting?
Who am I? Why do I love you?
You murdered me, our love was so strong.
It destroyed me, annihilated me.
Was it possible to have such a soft mouth?
With you I was consumed.
What should I do now?
The day you left, I decided to follow your lead.
To leave this world where love is only a refuge.
A place that we honor so much that one day,
Yes, one day he wearies us, disappoints us, disgusts us.
Why? I am sick, I have contracted an incurable disease.
Only death relieves us of love.”
(Text written under the influence of various alcohol and soft drugs)
Quote from Big Box
-hum, a good galette des rois, a good movie and a perfect evening.
-yes, if we end up with a porno.
the thirty-year-old to her friend in the pastry department at Monoprix
Ending Formula
LOVE!
Coupling, Adultery, Angel, Ardeur,
Heat, Coitus, Copulation, Cupid,
Debauchery, Desire,
Fire, Flame, Fury,
Hymen,
Libertinism, Lust,
Wedding,
Passion, Pleasure, Prostitution,
Rut,
Union,
Voluptuousness,
LOVE!
Alexandre Fisselier
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