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Bleeding Like A Girl
Hey Jules,
Isn’t this woman gorgeous? She is new to my collection. This was shot in the 60s, so she could be one of our friend’s mothers. That’s a wild thought, isn’t it?
Today I am bleeding like a girl. I always want sex when I bleed, well before and after too. My body is trying to make me reproduce.
You know how men see women they would like to do just about every other second? I think I noticed maybe five men last year that would make me interested in seed carrying. I know lots of girls are attracted to many men. For some reason, I seem to lack that perspective.
I was thinking about men and I believe that they are meant to spread their seed all over the place because it is the human necessity in them to pollinate as many flowers as possible to continue the lifeblood.
Women, or at least me, seem to be choosier. Maybe it is our/my subconscious working out the genetic loop. “Will this man combine with me to create a robust healthy being?” Or maybe I just overthink everything.
A decent man offered me his hand and I could not take it. I think I made a BIG mistake. I knew it. True love, spiritual as well as physical/emotional love, would come right up to my face and say “hello” and for me it would be yet another act of Grand-Canyon blindness.
My mind was filled with another man. One that has a lock on my heart, but he is made out of tissue paper.
The optimist in me says I will get another chance at a good man. Still as each day passes since my fingertips missed grabbing this one, I can see how right he was. I am beating myself up. I doubt if I have ever meet such a forthright man…truly brilliant too, and handsome. He was very strong too, in a nonphysical way. Well, that way too really. What more could I want?
What is wrong with me?
Annie
