I started smoking again. I couldn't say no. It was a weak moment.
Stress, I was stressed.
I started smoking again. I couldn't say no. It was a weak moment.
Stress, I was stressed.
The only time we are truly relaxed is when we are sitting on the toilet. That is when you can just let it all go without fear. Any other time there is always a part of you hanging onto something, be it only a small part.
People like Madge Vickers-Waffle perhaps hang on tighter and longer than most people. People like her, the scared people, who can’t truly let go because they have Jesus setting the rules.
Most religious activists, whether they admit it to the world, or not, or if they spread the word by stealth, which is so often the case now a days, just need to sit on the dunny and pull their huge cork of self righteousness out of their puckered arses.
I tell you, they'd feel much better.
I've been reading stuff about abortion lately, none of which really made sense to me. It was all about the trauma and the unhappiness, but I never saw that amongst my friends who'd had abortions.
I've had a number of girlfriends who have had abortions, in fact, I think the majority, so I thought I'd ask them how they felt about it now.
Unanimously, they all said that it was the pregnancy that was the problem and not the abortion.
One said, she couldn't imagine being tied to the father of the child for the rest of her life because they'd had a baby together? She said that would have been the true nightmare. Now she is married to a partner she loves with who she has had children and life couldn't be better.
One said, she wasn't ready at the time, and a termination made so much sense. It would have been such a trial to complete uni and live her early twenties with a child. She so wasn't ready when she was found herself pregnant.
Now she has a beautiful son and she doesn't ever think about that first time. She has never had any regrets.
Another friend said, she never thought about it. She never wanted children. It was easier than having her appendix removed, she said. Quicker recovery time.
Another friend said, a problem? No. Why do you ask? It's not exactly like human beings are in short supply on this planet, now are they.
I've been reading about the pain an abortion creates, I told her.
No, it was the smartest thing for me to do, at that time. I never think about it now. It wasn't a problem. In and out in no time. She laughed. I think I was out dancing the next night.
Another girlfriend said, maybe if she'd already had children? Maybe? It may have played on her mind, picturing if they'd turn out like the others. But, she had her kids quite a few years after that and she never really connect the two. It was just something she didn't want at the time.
All of them said it wasn't a huge drama. They decided to go ahead with it and they did. All of them said the drama was the unplanned pregnancy, not the unplanned abortion.
They all said they were very pleased that they had that option.
You just fix it and move on, said J. It is as simple as that.
My computer is a distraction from the real world.
Stare at the screen. Ever thing else is a dream. Me and 'you', is the only thing that is real. This is my world, and I love it so. It’s what loves me too. Loves me back, when I get it down.
My best friend,
in the world.
Dependable.
My rock.
(It just needs a cock)
To be the perfect distraction,
there you go.
It’s a ho,
with only eyes for mo.
It is love as I caress,
with my fingertips.
I finger it all day,
and it never says stop,
that’s enough,
do it to me for as long as you like.
I call him Mike.