Just you. Only you.
There is plenty of men in this world. Arrogant blokes. Jealous colleagues. Men on the road who stare at you like you were a porn star. Autowalas cabwalas. Bus conductors that hassle over change. Men who are obnoxiously obsessed with themselves, can speak of nothing else, even if they tried. Really hard. Eve teasers. Potential rapists. Supposedly gay best friends, who aren't exactly gay, and stay with you because they are secretly in love with you. Men who befriend you because they would wanna sleep with your best friend, and your recommendation is their last resort. Seriously. Men who talk to your boobs. Like your face didn't exist. Men who would fuck exclusively the size-zero female only. Men with a fabulous sense of humor. And men whose jokes are funny to no one else. But still, you burst out laughing because you wanna flatter them. Men who are overpoweringly brotherly for no good reason. Men who pursue intellect. And those who pursue flesh. And speak no other language. Men, who have been the indefatigable infatuation of a lifetime. Forgotten lovers. Written about in random pages of diaries. And abandoned right there. Men who have turned on every single nerve end in your body. Men you have wanted to live for. And then die for. The tireless heartbreaker. Middle aged pedophiles for relatives. Men who hover around just because you're a woman and you have a vagina. Men who don't care. Because they are from another planet, supposedly. The guy from the teenage couple walking by, holding hands. That guy in school, first crush and bench mate. The ones in college. Ones that are getting married..Everyone, everyone. There are men all around.
But not you. Only you.
"Love will come through"~Travis'
There is plenty of men in this world. Arrogant blokes. Jealous colleagues. Men on the road who stare at you like you were a porn star. Autowalas cabwalas. Bus conductors that hassle over change. Men who are obnoxiously obsessed with themselves, can speak of nothing else, even if they tried. Really hard. Eve teasers. Potential rapists. Supposedly gay best friends, who aren't exactly gay, and stay with you because they are secretly in love with you. Men who befriend you because they would wanna sleep with your best friend, and your recommendation is their last resort. Seriously. Men who talk to your boobs. Like your face didn't exist. Men who would fuck exclusively the size-zero female only. Men with a fabulous sense of humor. And men whose jokes are funny to no one else. But still, you burst out laughing because you wanna flatter them. Men who are overpoweringly brotherly for no good reason. Men who pursue intellect. And those who pursue flesh. And speak no other language. Men, who have been the indefatigable infatuation of a lifetime. Forgotten lovers. Written about in random pages of diaries. And abandoned right there. Men who have turned on every single nerve end in your body. Men you have wanted to live for. And then die for. The tireless heartbreaker. Middle aged pedophiles for relatives. Men who hover around just because you're a woman and you have a vagina. Men who don't care. Because they are from another planet, supposedly. The guy from the teenage couple walking by, holding hands. That guy in school, first crush and bench mate. The ones in college. Ones that are getting married..Everyone, everyone. There are men all around.
But not you. Only you.
"Love will come through"~Travis'
13 comments:
SCATHING
amazing~!!!!
loved every bit of it :)
Amazing post !! You have effortlessly managed to cover all possible categories available in the catalog...predictable simple creatures...these men !!
I wonder if someone sat down to put together a similar list of women how miserably he/she would fail... :P
:) Men! :)
Loved the read! :)
Hmmmm.
Do we belong anywhere at all? There must be a cruel joke somewhere laughing at us while we rub our beings in dust, toiling for lost causes, hollow victories.
Nice. Thx. Hugs.
When we walk the same alleys my love, you will know the moment to ecstasy as it wafts through the air. The lanes of memory then reverberate with the scent of your being, of life. And I will look into your eyes and perhaps we will hold each other the way we should.
As the carassing fingers discover again the beauty of love. And we will come through.
phew... quite an exhaustive list.
Loved the way it ended though !
Zahreelay ...Zahreelay
Kale....Neele....Peele
lol...i was literally laughing throughout the post...
Loved it totally !
@ I'm on your list numerous times
Be sure, none of this is about you.
raining men? =) very interesting *nod along* read...
Of course you are not talking about men you met. Right? Good blog, bad timing!
Well I liked the idea but I disagree with the highlight.If we focus on any subject all we see are different aspects of the same and I understand this is just focussing on men but in reality things are mutual :) Men might think same of women .Only we have a more flattering description in different aspects .
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