Undone

Guys dont’ think in code. Girls do. So when girls try to figure out what guys are thinking, they try to decode it– but it doesn’t work out because– there’s nothing there to decode. It’s so simple it often boggles the female brain.

And while it seems communication between the two sexes would remedy all complications between both sexes, it would seem that either are too shy, too scared, and unsure to do anythign about their miscommuncations, and simply allow them to continue forward.

I’m one of those girls. The girls who think guys are coded. Mostly I’m just too scared, and confused, and I can’t ask for help, or clarification, that’d be a weakness, and I cant’ let the enemy see my weakness.

Since when did guys become the enemy?

All I know is that I get lost and confused when I get around Monkey. He makes me feel all happy, and yet… slightly scared. I don’t know where I”m going, or when or why or any of that– and the thing is, if you ask you could ruin the ride. It’s back to the sunny island you’ve been sent to. You can enjoy the time you have, or risk it to find out you’re being experimented on for some nasty cosmetics company.

Right.

It’s like the fear you feel in a relationship is the price you have to pay for feeling so good.

The question still remains– where am I?

Derringer Meryl [That’s okay cause I like the abuse] Out