Rejection

It wasn't special and shorties just want to feel special. No sparks just a simple blush then I rushed off into what appears to be excited road rages. Letting those road ways take me far away I knew the news would get out but it wasn't special. I mean... Eh

Pussy comes and goes and i only see pussy with her. No romantic seas and evenings for one or three she's too petite and couldn't handle me truly handling her young and insecure and mistakenly taken by others as a flawless beauty I didn't need the body so I peaced out

It wasn't special and I wasn't tripping

Now all women can be flawless and I recognize the beauty here, but i wasn't tripping. i'm not even sure if sex would've altered... never mind that only musters up complications

My friends giggle and i don't mean to injure any pride but at 25 I've had my share and I haven't been on the search or prowl but one day will settle for nothin less than someone to share everything with.

Plus I won't be her body

A lot of complications and relations would make us like a blog of jumbled gizmos and gadgets; I'm not here to piece together broken worlds nor be got by any gay nurturing their way still unsure of just the right type... taking any type, like a punch of a QWERTY, as her type... shorty have you even yet learned to type?

the keys are punched... i break out of this daze

here i go again over analyzing someone else's situation as my own; but how else can i give advice...

shit i advise to dip, don't hit, but most definitely quit it even if she feels like she quit you

Make it a special rejection