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Wednesday, January 25, 2012

Game

What is the difference between a man whore and a player?
You say there is a difference but I don't see any.
All you want is sex.
All you want is a challenge.
Women are not a game to play.
We are not a puzzle to solve.
Go play sudoku at the back of the newspaper.
While you're at it, go fuck yourself.
Don't selfishly decide to satisfy your primal needs with my precious heart.
Feelings aren't meant to be toyed with.
Don't say things you don't mean.
Don't make promises you can't keep.
And for pete's sake, not every man is like that.
Next time you want to play a game,
I'll make sure to break your stupid sword.
Who is crying now?

2 comments:

Barry said...

This is raw, intense. One of those posts I hope isn't based on personal experience.

Lucy Nguyen said...

It's okay, Barry. Nothing happened. I was just angry at something, someone said about how women were like a game.

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