My own private Emocide

i´m becoming so frustrated… so many idiots - so many proles. rape of emotions, rape of thoughts, rape of ideals and attitudes, rape of glory - what´s happened to humanity? to true feelings? to criticism?
it may sound prude - but sometimes i think, love and sex really shouldn´t be separated - not anymore… it´s too valuable. don´t wanna waste myself - just giving everything to the one who´s worth opening so much.

ok ok! enough of frustration - that was this morning… it´s evening now… and i´ve got my emotions under control again - probably i shouldn´t write so much in the morning… i´m always so melancholic then… ok - i should be looking forward to next week - and i do - despite the fear!
dad is so fuckin annoying again - he should go and fuck himself! had another conversation with xaida last night - she´s really cute and helps me to keep confusion as small as possible. then another girl contacted me - liv from australia (hey to you!). she seems to be really, really nice too… sometimes it makes me kinda sad that you can have contact with people from all over the world via the net - but it´s so hard to meet them actually irl then. scotty - damn - invent beaming!!!