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Maybe I’m just a toy
I don’t know where to write this… I have no place so say it, no best friend I can call whenever I’m feeling down, I’m not even sure I have actual friends… It’s just me with my loneliness here…
I thought I met a guy… No I’m wrong here… I thought I met a man… A real man, you know the kind of man studying to become a nurse, kind, attractive, educated, caring, funny, and kinky just the right way, just how I like it… I thought I met a man… Guess I was wrong once again, I just met a boy… You know the kind of boy who can have anything in the world… He smiles and that’s it (but oh! guys that smile… If even you saw it…)… That boy wanted a new toy to play with, the kind of toy that every guy wants, but once they have it they realize it’s broken on the inside so they throw it away for the next boy to find… That boy found the toy, he seemed to like it even thought he seemed to know it was broken deep down, he seemed to be caring with this toy, giving it the attention it needed… Then he got to finally play with that toy… And that’s when he realized he just wanted to play with the toy, not keep it, nothing more than playing once… So he started to let the toy down, slowly more and more, without saying a thing… Even denying it… But the toy is not stupid, the toy lived that situation so many times, the toy knows it is nothing but a toy for boys to play with, not for men, men don’t play with toys. He said he still cared about the toy, he said he still wanted to spend time with that toy… But he was drifting away, hurting the toy… Hurting the girl that thought he liked her… Hurting the girl that’s been hurt so many times before… She was trying desperately to have some explanations to why his behavior changed with her, but he wasn’t giving it to her. She was feeling miserable… And alone. Once again. As usual.
Every single person in this world looks up at the same night sky. We see the same stars, the same galaxies, the same moon. And we all view it from the same planet. I think it’s beautiful how we all experience the same infinity.
The Universe is Universal. |(Morsus Engel)| (via actuates)
I want to be the first thing you touch in the morning and the last thing you taste at night.
Sade Andria Zabala
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