Posted by kendricks on January 15, 2001 at 21:30:50:
In Reply to: I'm hoping this post posted by la_dulce_vida on January 15, 2001 at 20:56:44:
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As the Grateful Dead once sang, "You're sick of hanging around and you'd like to travel, Once you have sincere affection and caring for a number of years, you long to simply fuck a stranger. Then you get tired of fucking strangers you can rent, but never possess, and want some "real" love and affection. But, of course, real love and affection is still a tit for tat game, so to speak, since no woman will stay with you if you are not satisfying what she perceives her needs to be (unless she is a masochist, in whcih case you will be satisfying her masochism by not satisfying her needs.) Personally, the only real meaning I have found in life is in nihilism. The search for meaining, when carried out to the bitter end, ultimately leads to the discovery that life has no meaning. The sooner this lesson is learned, the better. So, instead of feeling sorry for yourself while getting your crank sucked by a 20 year old hottie, be happy to have this privilege. Should you find love with someone who is not a puta, go ahead and be happy for that, too. But in the end, as long as you are getting laid, you are much better off than the poor sap who's feeling sorry for himself because he has no other means of getting his dick wet than taking a shower, or pissing his pants. But to wrap up the fucking novel that this post has turned into, the chicas' confusion over emotional attachments are an occupational hazard, that drives them to either compartmentalization, emotional coldness, or drugs and alcohol (or some combo of the above.) I don't know if this response was anything close to what you were looking for, but I think it falls outside the Marlboro Man category, anyway. So as we used to say in my gd days, have a grateful day!!
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