loki

See, my problem is not that I don't know what I want. My problem is that I want it all. Someone whose opinion I once respected ( I cannot remember who, only that eventually they proved themself idiotic in a number of ways) told me that the fundamental difference between guys and girls is that guys want what they can't have and girls just want it all. While it isn't particularily flattering, I can see how one might come to that conclusion upon spending any time at all in a mind like this one.

Sitting at home alone with my kitty all day and smoking my parabong (wow cokeheads are interesting, that is a long story tho) makes me too introspective.

But really, is it too much to want to make them both happy? Does it have to impossible to brighten both their lives? Whoever said love was one-directional?

Is it ridiculous that I am still trying so hard after so long?

Hey, Turgy, wanna trade bodies for a day? I can like myself for 10 hours a day and you can smoke with the guy at work who seems to want in my pants?
No? Damnit, I didn't think so.