As teens, we love everybody. Our hormones are raging, our hearts are fluttering, and we just rub ourselves up and down on the next girl or guy who’s into us. We don’t care, and we experiment, and we get frisky in all different ways. Apparently, the same is the case with seniors. Just because you’re old, doesn’t mean you’re not wanting. I just find it so amazing how we grow and evolve and when love and sex becomes more complex, we get really, really ruthless.
When it comes to desire, to love, and to our own libidos, we find ourselves doing things that we know are wrong. Yet, we do it anyway, because our hormones are taking over, and we do the cheating, and the lying, and the manipulating. We are willing to hurt and step on, and backstab anyone and everyone we come in contact with to get what we want. There is a ruthlessness and coldness and no matter how close you are to your friends, no matter how many guys spout out “bro’s before ho’s”, often times…its the other way around.
I was going to write a post about how I hate men, and how men are just pieces of garbage sometimes. Not all men of course, but a lot of them really are. After my divorce, I learned who really had my back, and who stuck around just they can swoop down on my exwife. The vultures descended, and I was disgusted. I mean, I get their motivation, and I understand they’re thinking with their penis more than their brain, but it still boggles my mind.
The thing is, you can’t let it get to you. Surprisingly I didn’t let it get to me. I like knowing that there are certain people I can trust and others I can’t. It saves me the trouble of having to associate myself further with those guys who say they’re buddy, and just…pull that merde. (Its French I think, and I don’t think I’m using it right). Okay, maybe it got to me a little, but not to the point where I needed to extract revenge as I’ve been suggested to do. Punching people in the face and the like, its not my style. I don’t recommend you do it either.
Now, not to say women aren’t the same kind of snakes, but they’re much more subtle and more conniving. Men are more upfront and blunt. Anyway, I just had to get that out of my system. Its but a small speck of the complex world of love and lust. I think I understand Inception more than what we go through for a woman…or a man. Its so hot…I’m melting here. Really, seriously, I hate California summers. Someone should just make it stop.
