An obsession of Love.

In my heart there is a burning desire.
A desire that is undoubtedly for one person alone.
But, may I ask a question?
What is it that drives me to temptation
that leads me to believe that the world is
a girl of beauty, awe and poise. That she is
the very creator. The one who can control my every
action and is the source to all nature and life.

a ToUcH oF hUmOuR!!

Love, Love, Love- all the wretched can't of it, masking egotism, lust, masochism, fantasy under a mythology of sentimental postures, a welter of self-induced miseries and joys, blinding and masking the essential personalities in th efrozen gestures of coutship, in the kissing and the dating and the desire, the compliments and the quarrels which vivify its barrenness. - Germaine Greer.

To SAY or Not to Say. That is the question?

What is real and what is fake in our world? What is love and what is hate? Are we slaves to our feelings? Does LOVE really make us blind? DO we really become Numb and Dumb when love comes to our hearts? This is what Germaine Greer had to say;

Love, love, love- all the wretched can't of it, masking egotism, lust, masochism, fantasy under a mythology of sentimental postures, a welter of self induced miseries and joys, blinding and masking the essential personalities in the frozen gestures of courtship, in the kissing and dating and the desire, the compliments and the quarrles which vivify our barrenness.

This cacophony of cruel reality is the truth that our minds are incessant to immaterial affection. That are feelings may manipulate our minds like the way money manipulates the richest of retards in our world. But, this link that we may call LOVE manipulates humans to fulfill their dreams. Dreams that we may call aspirations. Aspirations are fulfilling thoughts that are driven by passion. Passion is what you have during the most exciting part of your life! It is like an exhilirating extacy of magnificent, mouth-watering, moreish zest that a person goes so far, as to even receive a molecule of scrumtuous desire. So that, that desire may cling to the brain like a young to a mother and it will send a message, " Love this person like you have never loved before and love will come through for you." These words will then be transmitted from your spinal cord to various parts of your body and a warmth will engulf the layers of your skin. Her first touch will give you tingles. That touch will be with you forever.

Slang/ Jargon/ Accent

Rasta: Hey there suga, lookin good!
Mandy: Thank you. Unfortunately you're NOT!
Rasta: OH baby, that was a good ansa but I man neva give up. Especially forhim babygirl, "TOO CRUX"
Mandy: Excuse me? Baby who? Listen to me you illiterate, obnoxious, egotistical, underhand, worthless, piece of garbage. I don't like sloppy men. Sloppiness is for the higher class. So why don't you scoot yourself away from me.