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I don’t think I can do this anymore
I look at the hollow faces of men who are my future
And I don’t want to be there
O Maria, how did you work this out so quickly

You were right!
He was wrong
Here’s the proof!
Send it on
To your friends
For some fun
Share a laugh
Because you won

The car is gone from your blue skies

…cos I don’t ever want to settle down…

I find it hard enough to adjust
And I just want to always be falling in love
I just want to be always tripping all over myself

Men who have their lives completly mapped
Make me jealous I don’t think like that

I just get by day by day

Sitting on a fence in Neutral Bay
Trying to make up my mind

I was seventeen at the time, and exploding into life.

A few years earlier, I had changed high schools, changed it from the one I shared with my cousin. It seemed like an important, rebellious move at the time, to do what I would later discover was tapped into by Mr Richard Linklater years before me – that “withdrawal in disgust is not the same as apathy.” I hated that school, I still do when I pass it, with it’s archaic customs and misplaced school pride. Private schools, they are like a cult. Let’s call them what they are. Hell, I joined the cadets, everything I stood against, so I could get those great steel capped boots, and really hurt the blind and stupid sheep that were my fellow students. Actually, that’s a bit like a joke Dale told me.

Women put some rhythm in your wriggle when you walk!

I’m falling through the walls into a burning heap
I’m sliding down, my timing’s gone, my legs asleep
The wind it blows right in my soul it rains for weeks
Is this a good or bad thing?

This life is long it stretches on the hours drag
I only ever help you when you’re feeling bad
Is this a good or bad thing?

I want to dig my nails into the fairest skins

You say it’s something guys just wouldn’t understand
And I really don’t mind at all
A bit of mystery is fine

She wears her heart on her singlet top
Dries up sometimes, sometimes it’s dropped

Issues that arise from having a fuck buddy

Issues that arise (written in the style of Dave Eggers, who’s book I’m currently reading):

1) ISSUE OF WHY DON’T WE JUST GO OUT
Is it because your last two boyfriends had goaties? But we like eachother, we go well together, but let’s not tell anyone. Great for the self esteem.

1a) ISSUE OF YOUR FRIENDS ASKING YOU IF YOU ARE GOING OUT
and wanting to reply with, no but we’re fucking though.

2) ISSUE OF WANTING TO BE IMPORTANT TO THAT PERSON ANYWAY
So, am I really allowed to ask someone else to go with me to Gershwin in the park? No, cos we’d be fucking and you love Gershwin, even though I want to go with another girl.

3) ISSUE OF LOSING MY FRIEND I TALK ABOUT SEX AND WOMEN WITH
Really. Who do I talk to now.

4) ISSUE OF NOT REALLY WANTING TO HEAR ABOUT HER EXPLOITS WITH BOYS ANYMORE
I mean, look at me, how can she be even looking around with such a fine catch at her fingertips? Not worth thinking about.

5) ISSUE OF EXPLAINING ALL THIS TO PEOPLE CLOSE FRIENDS ALSO IN THE CIRCLE
Some people I can’t lie to.

6) ISSUE OF FALLING BACK ON THE EASY ROOT AND LEADING TO NOT MEATING PEOPLE
If you know you’re going to meet up with someone at 1, spending the hours of 8-12:59 talking to someone new and pretty is diminished. Horrible, yes? But if it’s any other time of day. But let’s face it, it’s friday, you’re tipsy, you’re pretty, work has been shit, I want to root. So I’m sorry if that sounds crass and hey if I get nowhere (most nights) fine, but if I have someone I can fall back on…

7) ISSUE OF YOU ARE IN A RELATIONSHIP ANYWAY, REALLY
You need to keep food in your fridge they like, express more interests in their lives, etc etc…you basically have to make sure you get along all the time. Yet be casual. Cos you’re not that emotionally invested to be fighting BUT YOU ARE because you share emotional space.

8) ISSUE OF ME OVER THINKING AND FEELING UNCOMFORTABLE IN MOST SITUATIONS INVOLVING WOMEN ANYWAY
Really. It’s best if we don’t talk.