Thank you for all the caring replies, it means a LOT, for real, I also felt some slight shame when I read my post sober the day after, your replies also took care of that
I'm lonely drunk again, much less drunk but as much lonely as before.
Reviewing the path I took to this point in time even though I wish to have human company I must admit I chose solitude overtime.
Clarifying with fruit I chose not to drink the lemonade from the lemons at my disposal, different lemons might have cut it but they either didn't come by or I didn't notice them.
Like in "strawberry fields forever" (Yeah, fruit
) no one really is in my tree, I guess it must be high or low.... I do have one or two compatible friends (Worth gold!) but they already have company by their side, already had when we met.
About romance, I really don't get the point, soup operas make me uneasy, all I see is emotional tourists, games of power, pleasure and hardcore sin, it's rare to see love, after all being heterossexual, homossexual bissexual or whateversexual already tells what it's all about, SEX(=)PLEASURE. Non-casual non-romanticism is dead, if ever born.
I'm trying to write this but I'm naked and my dogfriend is by my side liking me all over and then steers me away from the computer "I've pet you, now you pet me!" Don't know if this is love or blackmail.
Thank you, thank you, thank you, gonna have another drink and cigarette.
