So, what are you good at sex or fucking?  Well then, What do you like to do … I mean watching a movie isn’t really doing anything.  Don’t get me wrong I enjoy movies, but what do you do for fun.  In an active sense.  Hm … How boring.

A date is an interview of sorts.  A sick twisted two way interview.  Were both parties lay it all on the table.  Where we show off our best qualities and hide our darkest demons.  Where we create an image spawned from our ego’s inner core.  Ignore words.  Only intonation matters.  Sex is our only motivation.  

Some people would prefer not to think. It’s too hard to face this illusion of reality.  So they wander…

A mind can be forever altered by a multitude of extra dimensional excursion, and some times it’s difficult to censer this. And an unorthodox system of reasoning has the uncanny capacity to blow one’s mind and apparently this is a turn off for the young and single waitress who moved from the country to get a taste of these city lights.  Such Pity.