“Be careful not to become a monster” she said. She said “You will see them as objects”. Why not become a monster? Why not see women as objects? As disposable pleasures? What is better then? A brokenhearted looser or a … Continue reading →

Women are like the vast and powerful ocean. Men are like the ships that sail the ocean. The ocean keeps many secrets and is very treacherous, sinking ships on whims and no reason.

You left me here alone.. making me pretend I care about somebody else.

Life is violent and cruel by nature so when something good comes along stop and celebrate it. When was the last time you looked at the stars? When was the last time you listen to the wind blow? When was … Continue reading →

It’s dinner. Friday night. You’re waiting for your order. You’re thinking that a damn chicken salad should not so long. She ordered pasta. As always. At least the weather is the same. Always changing.