Here I am sitting on another lonely night, wondering why it happened, whether I am guilty or just my destiny to be condemned to frantic torture, emotions locked in me with no one to share. Insensitive every day, waiting for that girl who will light the long-extinguished fire in the body, blood, heart and will give me again reasons for life and not just existence. I was tired of walking the streets and constantly exchanging glances with all sorts of girls without being able to have them, and they seemed to slowly disappear into the distance as the wind scattered the dust and carried it into oblivion. Gifted with body and beauty, but still not found, that girl who is different from the mass abomination and vulgarity, the distorted and bitter reality in which we live .... PS I wrote this story with a hidden message to the girls, who don't pay attention to normal boys and pretend they don't exist, but always ask where they are. _ (ThE L W0lF) _ M19
1 koio answered
For something very big you have a body. Let me tell you that I have a 10 times healthier body and I am still alone, not because I want to, but because chevrons are everywhere.