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True climax can never be found in false promises

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Its OK to yell
It's damn well right to scream for attention
It's OK to want
It's perfectly normal and healthy to need too
Once in a while
Don't live life like a rock
You are not Dwayne Johnson
Even rocks need a solid ground to exist
Sometimes that solid ground is a person
A child, woman or a man
But it won't be you
It won't be work
It won't be food
It must be a person
You can't be your own rock...stop lying
We all need a thread of support
Hold on to that element of hope
Hold on to that friend
Hold, don't grab
Reach out, don't grasp hard
We all need Someone
It's OK to admit it!
Even islands, thrive because of good company... The water surrounding it keeps it green and fresh.
Nature beguiles it on a regular
Even Divinity is strongest in Trinity
It's OK to say to her... Please don't leave me, just like Pink sang.
But don't hang on like Pink did in her song...
Hold but don't hang!
Don't let go of balance, no matter the shape and size it comes.
No matter the looks or complexion
For you might be leaving the pot bellied, bald headed guy who gives you balance for a six pack, tall, model looking handsome devil, who will break and break and break you till there's nothing left to be fixed.
She might be fat, ugly or even local according to popular opinion, but she brings balance to the diet.
Her dreams might be bigger than your charisma and ambition...a part of you knows it, but you are more interested in what your friends, who will never loan you cash or rescue you from a financial situation will say and react...
The opinion of the pack will never matter more than the survival of the pride.
It's ok to crawl back to the cradle of balance and love
The kind of love that weeps and bleeds care
Not beauty and money
But genuine concern and support
Sometimes there's no better lovemaking than coming home and finding warm food waiting for you without demands and lists.
Sometimes even the greatest sex can't compare to credit alert from that girl you are ashamed to walk with but not to borrow from without shame.
That one person you can always go to, in a world where everyone is always coming to you, is an asset worth so much more than 30 mins of great sex.
No matter how hard your erection is, it can never be harder than life
Your sanity is more important than your erection
No matter how wet he makes you, if he makes your eyes wetter, he can and will drown you in sorrow
No climax is worth more than comfort
Not material comfort per say, but psychological and emotional comfort
No orgasm is greater than the luxury of peace
I repeat no orgasm is greater than inner peace
Find the one who supports your dream as their own
Not the one who uses you to fuel their ambitions
Find them and be with them
Not keep them
There's a difference
True climax can never be found in false promises
  • Orgasm might give you satisfaction but never fulfilment.


Kingdavid Chinaeke Ofunne
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www.ofunneceo.blogspot.com

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