It’s the simple things in life really

That make women become men.

We encounter men that are not actually men.

I call them pussies….and you lose 9 to 14 years of your life on them….wishing that they were the person you first met….a man…..now we are talking fiction.

A rare comity it seems…a man…hmmm interesting.

In my mind a man would face up to his faults…take pride in himself….and take up for a person he loved.

I’d fucking die for someone I love…..in a heartbeat….and I almost fucking did.

That’s what love is all about….

That… and…fix my fucking car you bastard…

Then again, I can fix it myself so go away.