utterless…
Friday, September 15, 2006out of confusion and in an attempt to make myself feel better, i wrote this poem:
In life there are laughters and tears
Sadness that tears us apart, sane or not
He says that man can live on bread alone
Every other person doesn’t think so
Living a lie, letting yourself lie
Empathy from you
To believe or not
To see or not
I know you need time
Not crumbling outside, yet numb and dumb inside
Giving up is so easy, yet so painful
Go
Only if you think the time is now
the marrying kind
Wednesday, September 13, 2006i’ve come across this article in a magazine and i find it amusing.
what makes a man ‘the marrying kind’?
he’s had enough of mad gals
great fun for a roll-in-the-hay or a passionate couple of months, but after a while he might just long for a bit of cosy peace and quiet.
he’s suffering from dating fatigue
dating can get very dull. having to go through the whole rigmarole again: meet someone, get to know them, visit their bedroom, look at their photos, meet their friends, hear all about their family, even MEET the family, give me strength!
he’s losing his looks
he suddenly realizes that he isn’t going to grow old like george clooney, get hitched quick!
his friends get married and settle down
and he’s left sitting alone in the pub like a saddo.
he’s just turned 30 / 35 / 40
don’t’ underestimate the power of momentous birthday to remind a bloke that youth can’t go on forever and it might be time to get his life sorted. waking up with a hangover the day after his birthday, he will almost certainly be tortured nightmarish visions of himself in 15 years time, unmarried, childless, seated next to a neurotic-looking divorcee at a dinner party.
