#neurotics

There are some creeps on this platform - faceless & nameless - who lack a bone to confront. I'm not speaking here about the real ones who graciously hide their identity for legitimate reasons but about those who fake & forge their identity with vested interests. In all my life, I've only learnt two things: to generously invite someone to my table even if it be just pale bread & thin soup that I've to offer or to meet the foe in the open battlefield in broad daylight with a naked chest. There is no in-between. So my message is quite clear - come not to test my waters. If your intentions are pure, you could explore the depths but if they're vile then you would only drown & kill yourself. But the funniest part is that men on this platform whom I've met are quite decent & real gentlemen, I've only encountered the best. But my trouble is with the opposite gender - what do I even do with these ignoble ones except like a housefly that tries to sit on my face for a split second and I shoo them away...

The neurotic has the feeling that he wants something, can’t say what it is, and is nevertheless frustrated not to get it. Satisfaction having been foreclosed long ago, he becomes a kind of hesitant, recessive, bemused personality.

You've been warned, sons of spirit - stop abusing my Girl like a whore