Fairytales....A Story by Nicky SartiNot really a story as such, more of a rant...Is it a case that all I really want is that fairytale happy
ending or is it more likely (as I suspect) a case of me wanting what I cannot
have? Is it really wrong to not want to settle for “any old
thing?” Do I really have to want the same
as everyone else? Are guy really all the same? Do I really have to play this
stupid petty game that ever other man and women seem to play? And just why do
we have
to play these damn games anyways? What is wrong with wanting a relationship that isn’t based
on sex ~ a very cold and unemotional act if ever there was one… why is it wrong
to want to know the guy first, even as just a friend; before you are picking
out the damn wedding dresses and naming your children! I was not your communal-garden teenager (or child for that
matter) was never interested in the same things as the girls around me, never
fancied the same type of guys; and did not have the same pin-ups! I tried to be
like them, tried to fake and fane interest; it never worked. Every single “experience”
I have had, has been less than pleasurable. I never felt what I am told I
should have felt, I never felt anywhere near it; in truth ~ it all left me
cold. When I became unable to “lie back and think of England,” I
felt like my life was over. Who would look twice at me now? Who’d want me, who
would take me on now? And I am seemingly correct… the dates have stopped, the
interest too; it all leaves me feeling very blue! In all honesty, blue is not
what I feel. Angry is more like it. I am mad as hell that guys can, and do
get away with treating me (and any other woman) like that. Because my bits
don’t work you seem to think that makes me less of a woman, I am of no use to
you anymore ~ you heartless little s***s! What gives you the right to do that?
Think with something other than your dicks and we might just end up treating
you better! And I guess this has been my problem all along, it is always
the same; even single males who are friends seem to be the same ~ how did I
become part of a game I never wanted to play? I long for what I see as a “real”
relationship, where you are friends and get on; where it isn’t all
about somewhere wet and warm to stick your dick… is it really that hard
to find? Are guys really that incapable of that? It won’t drop off if you
don’t use it you know! So where does this leave me? Up s**t-creek without a paddle
me thinks! I know I will get the same bull about it being no big deal, that
someone will come round the corner when I least expect it ~ trouble is, he’ll
be thinking with his dick again and this to me is like air is to you that say
it’s no big deal; it isn’t ~ unless you aren’t getting any!!! I want to just give up, but knowing I will neither enjoy it
or be happy; I have dug myself into a deep whole. For the right guy, who gave
me time and love; (not sex ~ LOVE. They are two VERY
different things!) I know he would get the best thing to ever happen to him. It sadly does matter, and it is
an issue. For those of you that think it is not; I take my hat off to you. You
clearly have all that you have ever wanted, or have done in the past… And as my past has taught, I am a lone she-wolf in a very crazy;
game fuelled life! © 2013 Nicky SartiFeatured Review
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2 Reviews Added on March 5, 2013 Last Updated on March 5, 2013 AuthorNicky SartiNorthampton, Northamptonshire, United KingdomAboutZOMGosh... How long has it been since I posted on here?!? What am I like? I am so sorry guys! So... I am still here (just about) I am still trying to keep my hand in when it comes to writing etc. .. more..Writing
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