Originally posted by FAC442
Lo, luv, why on earth did you decide to discuss something so private and personal in public? Honestly, I don't get that. Anyway, you must indeed be the double of Morrissey, though these days, at nearly 50, he claims to have finally shaken off this madness and got himself sombody, though who we can only guess (he was spotted at the Joyce case hearings with a young petite brunette, which rules out, I reckon, her being Linder Sterling - she's no longer young and she's pretty fuckin tall too). I know nobody's asked me, but I don't see anything wrong with a sexually-active 15 or 16 year old (especially if it relates to me on any level...
). And Mike, are you not just chatting Lo up and looking for some intercontinental action? 
I wasn't aiming to discuss it really, but I don't find it personal or private...not around where I live. I just don't care enough to make it personal...
Kids round here, 16-17 year olds, all they think about is getting it on or getting drunk or drugs. 15 years and up is when they start getting interested a bit more physically, and it doesn't stop as they get older.
I don't think anyone is wrong or wasting their time with love, I just know its not something I'm too interested in...and I don't see my mind changing much in the future. Love is something I have for a lot of people, maybe too many, but everyone's bleak, everyone I know, and everyone is after sex, which sickens me. It's frustrating as hell, not so much my situation with it, but just how people fool around with something, I guess, as precious as Love. Maybe it's not love, and they all kid themselves, but once in that state of mind, even if it is false, they end up screwing themselves, in more ways than one, and they shatter. I know what has screwed me, and its from a twisted sense of love, different kinds, so I try and avoid it. Not necessarily because things stemmed from past events, just because I find no sense in it, for me. Not that intimate sort of love...that's just...I avoid it, not consciously, but people tell me I do. I nod, indifferenlty, because I don't care, and walk along.
Shit, I don't even know what I just said. :( But, last night at a party, I met this gay guy, and he was so comforting. I just watched him. I just watch people.