03-12-2006, 04:36 AM
Occhidiangela,Mar 11 2006, 11:13 PM Wrote:You sure have a lot to say about all this for a fella who has no kids.
Occhi
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I always made sure to cover my pike before sticking in to strange places and moist environments.
Way back when, I didn't want kids tripping me up. I had plans. That would have wrecked my whole life, screwed up everything I had planned so carefully for. I love kids... Love them to death, but actually having them would have been a bad idea as they would have only tripped me up. I never stayed till breakfast. Women were baggage too, baggage I could not afford to carry. I missed out on a lot. I was far to selfish and wrapped up in my own plans to even think of trying to make some sort of relationship work with a woman. I was entirely to careful to selfishly protect my own interests and make sure that there were no accidents.
Now, my wife can't have kids. :( It hurts.
I reckon if I had really wanted to, I could have stayed till breakfast or allow for some little slip up... There were a few women that wanted me so badly that they were willing to stay in the background and wait for me till I was done... And at least one would have probably done so, had I asked. She did everything her in power to get me to stick around. She wanted kids... And would have been happy at home raising them while I was out doing my own thing. I strung her along with vague promises that I might consider it, only because we were so good at scratching the itch together. For a time, I started to consider it. My will and resolve were softened. She was wearing me down, and I thought about kids, and a house, and little white fences, and the PTA, first day of school, all those things. I wanted it. She wanted it.
In the end, I left town and broke her heart rather than take the chance of meeting her face to face and possibly losing what little bit of willpower I had left. God I was a prick. I found out later she spent a year in a mental hospital pining away for me. She had slashed her arms from wrists to elbow.
It all worked out for the best... For me that is. I met the one woman I couldn't say no to.
No, I don't have kids. Worst mistake I have ever made in my life.
All alone, or in twos,
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall.
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands.
The bleeding hearts and artists
Make their stand.
And when they've given you their all
Some stagger and fall, after all it's not easy
Banging your heart against some mad buggers wall.
"Isn't this where...."
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall.
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands.
The bleeding hearts and artists
Make their stand.
And when they've given you their all
Some stagger and fall, after all it's not easy
Banging your heart against some mad buggers wall.
"Isn't this where...."