***Don't assume I write anything intelligent in here.***


I've been studying these people's behaviour when it comes to human relationships for a while now, it's interesting. It's basically the opposite of what I'm used to. Especially concerning relationships between men and women, I'm going crazy, it's so interesting I'd like to write a book about it. With two friends we basically hold weekly meetings and we share what we learnt. We came to the conclusion that these people are crazy. In the beginning I thought it was cool because apparently they're so respectful and polite. Nope, it's just the first impression.
It really resembles Japanese society in a way, there are so many similarities.
The only slightly different thing is here women are more aggressive and powerful and they show it, in Japan it's more like they're surely leading the game, but you can't really see it on the surface, you have to go deeper to understand. Here men are, like, I don't know, it's like hunting, women are hunters and they need to be careful at first if they don't want their prey to get scared and run away. After shooting, though, they only need to carry the dead body in their cave. More or less. My friend suggested that here, in order to get your prey, you have to look cute, lovely, maybe pretending to be even a bit dumb, reassuring, comforting. And the game can go on for ever. I had people telling me they've had a crush on me for years and I barely know their faces and by the way only because they're friends of friends and we were once at the pub together with other ten people something like five years ago. I had people blabbing blabla being all macho and shit and daring and yeah I'd do this and this you're so beautiful so smart so sexy and then you're like ok fine, so let's date and see what happens. Never heard of them ever again, but still they follow my every move on FB and IG. I don't see the point in spending my days texting someone and saying things if I don't wanna at least try to get to know that person in real life, you know. I'm old school. I don't flirt with just anyone because I need to be reassured about my sexuality, my sex appeal, my beauty, my worth or whatever. But when it happens all the time, I start questioning myself of course. Is it me? What do I do wrong? I see idiots (yeah, I-D-I-O-T-S, I call things by their names, call me arrogant for that, I don't mind) getting laid all the time, I see them getting in and out of relationships all the time. I understand the point, being an idiot to make other idiots feel safe and sound in their comfort zone. I could try, it's possible to play dumb, it's actually quite easy and if the character is well written, super fun. But no. In my country we call this kind of female "gatta morta", I looked it up in the dictionary and it translates "cocktease". Pretty accurate. Nope. You know that saying "if you can't stand the heat stay out of the kitchen"? Exactly!
Another thing I'm costantly told is "it's so easy to talk to you, you're so smart". This really leaves me speechless, as I had no idea these people were used to such low level of human interation. Like, seriously? Someone listens to you and gives you advice because, guess what, been there done that, and it's like a genius? What kind of people are these poor things surrounded with? Seriously? So I was basically thinking screw that, these people don't need a girlfriend, these people need a therapist. And therapists make lots of money. As for lack of love and relatioships, I'll get myself a dog so I'll at least experience the life of a single parent.
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The box of misfortune shines in the same colours as always
When held up to the moon
I clutch the same old fleetingness to my chest
And breathe a sigh mingled with darkness

To put it frankly
Why is it that we’re born and then head to our death?

Hanging my head
In the ceaseless spiral flow of time
On my back I felt melancholy but sure drops of warmth from you
And a dream began to seep into my heart

What do we want to happen when the world ends...
Everybody thinks about it
And then talks cheerfully about it
As if it doesn’t concern them

Despair creeps in and freezes
That flame that once was love

Even the whip of fate, woven from strands of sadness
Cannot tear my hand from yours
Those shards of love that just manage to shine together
Are the key that will open up our future

The sun rises and then sets
I cry at what that says about eternity

Hanging my head
In the ceaseless spiral flow of time
On my back I felt melancholy but sure drops of warmth from you
And a dream began to seep into my heart

My hands still hold the smiles I must give you
And the anxiety secretly growing in me
Those shards of love that just manage to shine together
Are the key that will open up our future

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Today I went thrifting. You all know I just love to buy random crap just because I like it, not because I need it, although most times my most interesting and weird findings end up in my shoots.
Today I ventured out of my cave because I wanted to grab a Maison Martin Margiela X H&M piece (a re-edition of a piece from 1989, not sure if the very first collection) that I didn't manage to get when the collaboration was in the stores a few years ago and that I've been craving ever since, how could someone put it on sale, I mean, seriously? Anyway. I also found a pair of denim shorts I wanted to make myself actually, but they were so cheap and the size was the right size and they were just perfect, so why not. Then I noticed that the previous owner made them at least a couple of sizes smaller, but no big deal, just remove the stitching and that's all. Nope. One side was fine like that, the other was cut in such a bad way there's a missing part. Damaged. I could still fix it, but it took more work, effort and time. Most important, it's not back to the original size anyway, just a lil' smaller.
That's when I had an epiphany. Humans are the same. Think of relationships: you find someone that you like, but they don't suit you 100%. You work on them, change them, make them 100% the ideal you have in mind. You cut them open, even, and stitch the pieces back together. Then you break up, that other person no longer "belongs" to you. What happens then? Just like that pair of denim shorts, they need to find some new body to pair up with. On the label the size is perfect for you, they look exactly what you were not even looking for. You try them on, nope, it doesn't work. You check again, you notice the stitches. You do your maths, it looks an easy task, you buy them anyway 'cause you like them so much. Then you realize the damage is actually worse than you expected, but at this point you already cut the whole thing open, either you leave it like this and it's a waste, or you give it a try, work on it, fix it in a way that it suits you although it will never be back to its original state because of that missing part that the previous owner cut off. It's the same with human beings.
So please, people, when you find someone that you like but it's not exactly the perfect idea of mate you have in mind, don't damage them in the process of creating your own personal Prince Charming/I don't know the female equal.
First of all, because it's damn hard for who comes after you to deal with the damage you made and that's, frankly speaking, annoying as fuck.
Secondly, because if the missing part is too big there's nothing to do.

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