Tomorrow is the 14th February, Valentine's. I am feeling distinctly un-Valentine-ish.
I have not had sex for 4 months, and I have not had good sex for a hell of a lot longer than that. I haven't had any genuine affection for even longer than that. I would trade all the Valentine's shit I've received, ever, for one night of affection from someone I actually find attractive.
So, you'll excuse me for not getting all wet about the "Day of Love".
I hope Cupid shoots himself in the foot.
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I made up my mind to start this blog, as a final resort against total insanity. I figure maybe, if I actually keep note of everything inside, it might make more sense, or even better - disappear into the e-world, never to be heard of - or felt - again. So that's what this is, my attempt at sanity.
About Me
- Sylphi
- Tough one, I think I'd rather quote a few comments made by family & friends about me. "Mad as a hatter", "hippie", "sin on legs", "should be kept behind a harem wall", "don't know wether I want to strangle you with a rope, or tie you to my bed with it", "too smart for your own good", "when you're happy you shine", "kruidjie-roer-my-nie" (which is a kind of herb that grows in arid places, when you touch it, the leaves close like the petals of a flower),"my angel" The list is endless, and very confusing, make up your own mind.