I have this need to feel loved, to feel worthwhile, to feel useful. I need the security of knowing that I'm valuable. I need companionship. I enjoy being able to make someone else happy.
I don't think there is too much to be truly happy about here in this world. Anything good goes away sooner or later. But sex makes people happy. When someone wants to have sex with me I feel useful, I feel like I have something to offer. I feel wanted. I get a companion, if only for a short time. And I can show that person a good time in this bleak world.
Perhaps there is another way that some of you have, dear readers, to feel these things and fulfill these needs.
When I speak, my words are unheard; my written word goes unread. My mind makes no one happy. They say money can't buy happiness. But with my body, I often feel that's my only shot. That can deliver happiness, that can make an impact.
To be continued. Just wanted to note this thought.
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1 comment:
Your wrong that you words aren't read and don't make a difference or make anyone happy. They do to me. But I know what you are saying about the sex thing, I feel its one of the times I can please people and also feel good about myself
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