After sex:
(her) "Oh God.. That was amazing.. You're totally moving up on my myspace friends list!"
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I just became single. 08.05.08, 2:43PM
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Friends, cute girls, sex, music, movies, I think I already mentioned cute girls, but they're definitely worth mentioning again, alcohol, bikes, cars, alcohol and sex are definitely worth mentioning again, too..
The one person I would like to meet, (We’ll call her Jane) does not exist, can not exist. It is humanitarily (yes I made that word up.) impossible for Jane to exist. I have seen bits and pieces of her in many different women throughout my life. However all of these individual traits and descriptions I speak of could never actually exist in one single entity. Jane would be a contradiction to herself as well as to that of any known typical or atypical form of social acceptance or non-acceptance.
The way that global society shapes and develops young malleable children into strong grown adults would also keep Jane from existing. Society itself as well as daily interaction with various forms of said society would tear apart any sort of individuality and shape Jane into something other than the person of which I speak well before she was mature enough to develop the persona that would be required to deny society its requested metamorphic transition from human larva into the tainted butterflies so many of us hopelessly try and catch.
If Jane were to actually exist she would be of such importance to society as a whole that the chances of her and I meeting (and interacting to a point acceptable by myself.) would be of such non-significance that it would be trivial to pursue.
Also, the fact that society and those that dwell within it have already had thirty three years to mold and shape me into the individual that I am today would also play a large role on Jane’s non-existence. I would inevitably fail to control the things about myself that I try so hard to keep in check. One day I would open my clenched fist to see the lifeless remains of the untainted butterfly I have unintentionally crushed to death while trying to protect and keep hold of.
So there you have it. The one person I would like to meet, in all honesty, is the one person I hope I never have the pleasure of introducing myself to.
-Driver
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