Saturday, September 22, 2007

In which Din Din wants sex and not just with anyone.

Short, chubby, virginal, awkward Din Din wants herself a man, a decent, super-smart, older man and that's exactly the kind of man she can't seem to get.

The boys...I simply cannot bring myself to desire the boys...Has it ever happened to you that you overhear those boys having a laugh about the way you look and still they end up propositioning you? It saddens me more, perhaps, when girls actually dupe themselves into believing that years of practiced generic behaviour and the ritualistic sacrifice of personality has finally landed them a decent guy...


What's the use of being young when you can't seem to tolerate your fellow youths?

I just want more and, as always, sex has a lot to do with it.

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