so...i was having this sort of conversation today...
and it made me feel the need to blog...
which i put off for a lil while...
cuz i was tired...n guess what?
i still am...
however its still ruminating around in my brain...
which universally means it needs to come out. *nod*
so anyway.
i think sometimes peoples wiring is crossed.
not on purpose...
perhaps not even thru any fault of their own.
it simply...is what it is.
and in their wires being crossed...
perhaps they think they're ready for something or want something...
and they strive forward toward it...
yet when they reach a certain point,
everything sort of...stagnates...
and mayhaps even reverses.
which ultimately causes copious amounts of confusion for the person on the receiving end.
let me speak penis for a moment.
sometimes i think i want cake.
so i go to the store and i buy the cake
then i get home...
put the cake in the fridge...
forget about it until later...
cuz something else caught my attention...like...ice cream...
so i spend a lil time with ice cream...
and cake gets put on the back of the shelf.
then later i remember i have cake...
i take it out..
look at it
and realise i dun really want cake afterall.
yet instead of throwing it away...
i put it back in the fridge...
cuz i might change my mind.
eventually cake flips me off by doing this nifty thing called 'going bad'
guess what penis?
women are like cake.
if ya want the cake...
have the cake
eat the cake
whatever the cake
cuz at least then the cake knows its wanted.
cuz cake cant read minds
(again like women)
cake only knows its wanted when someone takes a bite out of it.
if you dont want the cake?
throw the cake away.
or even better, if you're not 100% sure you want the cake?
dun buy it in the first place.
cuz if you buy it and dun eat it...
its perfectly good cake gone to waste.
if you're not sure you want the cake and dont buy it...
well at least other people have the chance to check out the cake and decide if they want it.
people cant check out the cake and make decisions when the cake is locked in your fridge and you're letting it go to waste.
this is called selfish.
and selfish might be ok when you're a teenager living with your mommy...
but its just a little on the lame, retarded, self indulgent, self obsessed, narcissistic side when you're 30+ and pulling the same damn games.
grow up.
unlike cake...women need communication.
if we have questions...answers are nice.
if we're told the same thing over n over n over again yet nothing ever comes of it...
in our womanly cake mind...this is construed as lies.
why?
actions speak louder than words.
yes its a cliche.
yes its also surprisingly true.
think of it...from a different perspective for a moment if you would...
a man...batters a woman.
beats the shit out of her.
afterwards
he says 'i love you'
now. the actions dun exactly measure up with the words now do they?
sure that example is a little extreme...but it gets the point across now doesnt it?
penis?
sometimes i think you like the idea of cake.
yet when it comes down to it...ya think about all the other cakes on the shelf and you're not exactly sure if you wanna eat just one cake for the rest of your life...or even for x amount of time. cuz penis is fickle.
the sad part is...penis isnt that fickle.
its the 'brain' (and i use that term loosely) attached to the penis which makes it fickle.
herein lies the problem.
teeter totting on a fence is not an attractive quality.
playing 'push and pull' is not remotely fair to the person waiting ever so impatiently for your actions...
cuz its those actions which will make all the doubts and insecurities go the way of the wind...not the useless 'words'
what is it yoda said?
"do or do not. there is no try."
which can also be translated into 'trying is failing spectacularly' *wink*
so penis.
if you're not sure you can do something.
if you're so scared and petrified of being a real grown up in a real cake-ship
if you're not sure you want the cake you yourself have picked out and declared your love for.
if you cant communicate with this cake you love so dear
if you think 'words' are somehow comforting when the actions are incredibly...not only disappointing...but heart wrenchingly destructive
take the cake...put it back on the shelf before it is utterly and completely spoiled by your lack of care and concern...
and then kindly fall off the face of the earth toward your well deserved horrifically painful death...cuz honestly? thats nothing less than you deserve.
