Lust, Inevitably Leads To Loneliness Or Something Like That.

My Life Stories, From the highest to the lowest, and the grey area crap inbetween that forms my life so far…

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The High Road


QUICK CATCH UP ON MY LIFE:

– No girlfriend. Didn’t end on good terms, but then again most never do. In short, things don’t always work out, apart from that its too long and complex to explain. But then again I wasn’t truthful with myself, which you can see in my blogs from before, quite a state of denial indeed.

– Work is great.

– Life is definitely fantastic, with its leaps and bounds of joy.

– Plenty of coffee, French cafe music, and cigarettes while sitting in the wonderful sun growing a tan with my best friend Adam.

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Adam and I “chilling” in the glorious sun!  Smile

Now to the main part of my blog! (Be warned its a bit of a serious blog)

So picture me trying to hold together a good moral decision against a chance of early morning lust filled adventures, while “under the influence of alcohol’, a tremendous amount of attraction towards this particular individual, as well as a sex drive that on most occasions drives me to a barely self contained insanity.

To a great deal of surprise I took the high road instead of the lower; where my previous sexual young deviant self wouldn’t of thought twice. I founded a great deal of respect for myself in doing so.

Your probably wondering where my reasoning behind my moral decision came from; well it was due to the fact this particular person was in a relationship and drunken decisions are often seen as a decision that is easily accused as the wrong decision “mistakenly made” due to the inebriation, unlike a sober decision which is less likely to be seen as such a mistake. it’s not only because of the thoughts  of “a regretful decision” but there is a respect that i hold for this particular girl, and if i were to ever perhaps show my feelings or even be friends with her, a drunken mishap and the guilt she would of felt by making that decision so quickly or without any reasoning(other than, oh he’s funny, cute and wants me so bad) would most likely destroy any chances of that possibly happening. Yes my drunken mind made this split second moment of massive thought and decision; when our eyes met, both of us steadily but softly leaning and quietly arching in for what was leading towards a kiss, and i turned my cheek. But things differed the next day with many a talks.

Its never been my intention of causing frustration or grief, we’ll see how things go but “I hope”.

Yours the more self respected and hopeful

Alexander Vince

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Its Been A While…..


1st of July 2011

Wow time flies, maybe not with wings, although the hour/minute arms look like wings, especially when its 9:15 Pm (yes I’m talking about a clock, I’m a bit different okay! Its called being unique!). Anyhow its Friday the 1st of July, its uni holidays and my life has vastly made itself even bigger, more complex and amazing as each second goes by. I apologize for my absolute laziness in writing my posts but how exciting would my life be if it didn’t take precedence or charge over my writing? (Even if it took over completely)

I don’t know whether i could even release it in chapters as so much has happened over the past months, that i could probably write a book. But you’ll be getting the shortened version, only the exciting bits of course!

I’ve been back up to Sydney, visited family and friends, and drank way too much! (I’ll show you some pictures!)

My best mate from Sydney came down with me to see the lime light of Launceston…(Which shall be talked of in the next post)

And oh did he have fun…. You’ll have to find out Winking smile

By the way I’m a hundred percent sober, since Wednesday night/early hours of Thursday and I’m currently once again cleansing myself of smoking. Yes I know its Friday, but you have to start somewhere right! Lowered drinking levels, and a complete stop to smoking! Smile

I’m also considering moving houses.

On the list of things to do….

THE LIST OF THINGS TO DO Surprised smile

– UNI(always first Winking smile )

– Write a story about a beautiful red dragon and an attractive blue dragon Winking smile(Still

working on the title and most of the story, as its still on going)

– Save money(for a rainy day)

– Move out of this place(long story)

– Still enjoy ones self Open-mouthed smile (pretty self explanatory)

But there are a many things i wish to talk about today, mainly sex, but also my girlfriend, yes that’s right girlfriend!

My previous post about the girl i met is indeed about my current girlfriend, Mars has finally met Venus, and damn its good! Pretty much 4 months in a couple of weeks Surprised smile She has such a lust for life it almost makes her so sick it would keep her bedridden for days, so things were pretty rocky to begin with, but now on the relationship front it seems pretty good! Hi 5 anyone?

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Anyway time for sex talk!

I’ve had a many conversations with friends about the opposite sex, especially when your on your guys night out, and there’s an absolutely “drop dead gorgeous” girl wearing a skimpy, tight fitted, shiny, and extremely revealing dress, and many guys would roll around on the ground like a puppy dog, or attach a leash to themselves to hand to her, just to hope to have sex with her…. Multiple times…. But it seems like a massive annoyance to ourselves that us men, crave sex, all the time, and its worse then you think. (a guys point of view) From when you lose your virginity, its an addiction, which goes with the saying “once you pop you can’t stop” some may not feel the same way, but the majority do. Everyone has their addictions smoking, narcotics, alcohol, etc, and etc, but the stereotypical female thinking that all men want is sex, isn’t completely true, as much as I’d love to have it every hour of every day I can do without! Even though I get twitchy…. I read a story about a guy so wound up about sex, he chopped his own penis off, still didn’t fix the problem but still sounds fucked up.  Yes this is probably an extreme case of addiction or mostly some kind of insanity and isn’t quite as regular, but maybe most of us men have a “softcore” addiction to sex, or just maybe its our evolutionary instincts, as quoted by Famous Irish comedian/actor Dylan Moran “The race must continue! The race must continue!”, its also known that in the past, the male was supposed to “spread his seed” as much as possible so his lineage will continue, so where does this leave guys who are continually under scrutiny from woman. SEXIST AGAINST MEN! I THINK SO Smile with tongue out  Narr, I’m just kidding, but hopefully if a woman, or a girl is reading this and realises that there’s a reason to our “addiction” or our yearning to sex you up, you will be more understanding and you should actually take it as a compliment as they are genuinely attracted to you. Besides many “Girls feel the need to love to have sex, but guys feel the need to have sex to love.” that’s right, so moral of the story is, we’re all fucked up, so lets just have sex. Just kidding haha

OH AND P.S ON THIS STORY, If you are actually and completely terrible at sex, its called “PORN” its good research material, which is why we watched it when we were teenagers in the midst of beginning our sex lives. AND PLEASE ATLEAST TRY, AND I MEAN GENUINELY TRY TO GET HER OFF, OTHERWISE YOUR A GREEDY SELFISH BASTARD. AND AND…. I’m kinda embarrassed to say I’m pumped for the new Harry Potter movie, does anybody else think Hermione’s hot? I JUST CAN’T WAIT FOR ALL THE HARRY POTTER FANATICS TO TURN INTO AIMLESS ZOMBIES AFTER ITS RELEASE, It’ll be like “ZombieLand” or “Dawn Of The Dead”, THE ANTICIPATION IS KILLING ME! haha.

Well that’s enough for tonight…

I’m off to my girlfriends house Smile

Yours the addicted  and the fallen

Alexander Vince

Pictures!

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18062011350Me and my mate Adam, at The Oatley Hotel… In Oatley….

18062011352Cheeese!

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 19062011423MUGSHOT!

19062011429CAMERA PHONE BATTLE!

 19062011434TOM!

19062011437WITH A CAMERA PHONE!

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19062011438TOM WITH HIS CAMERA PHONE! AGAIN!

21062011441My pet Monty, he’s a homie!

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23062011454 The bottle of wine me and Adam drank before I got on the plane to Tasmania Smile

THE FEMINIST MIGHT RISES UP!


One Thursday a many weeks ago……

So naturally, me and some friends were at a pub… But it was my first time at this pub, “The Oak” which my friends described as an “Indie-Alternative-musician-hippy-dreadlock-pub”. But there I was in a dress shirt, business shoes, and my smart casual jacket, surrounded by, dreadlocks, old green army jackets, and well I was definitely out of place.

But as soon as I talked to my green loving friends, they weren’t as prejudice as a I perceived, yes at first I was the thing I hated the most, a snob, baselessly judging people from their looks. DUN DUN DUNNN. But at the same time, the wine i consumed earlier was definitely a depressant, I was tired, droopy and very much “eh”. But then this amazing thing happened like God, Jesus, or Chuck Norris himself stepped into that small outside area of the pub and fadoozled with one females mind, to which she out of nowhere decided she needed to be topless, she wasn’t extremly drunk, or that drunk in fact. But it was a “statement”.  A friend of mine Sim told me her friend had previously found out that night that her boyfriend had been cheating on her, so the soon to be topless one decided she would take off her top to show how much she hated men and that if men can take their shirt off in public so can women… Quite ironic considering most guys, instead of feeling so offended, just enjoyed themselves, and one in particular took it up to himself to be the creepy guy just staring at her bosoms. Other people followed in her foot steps….

But from what started out for me being an out of place, droopy, tired grumpy night, turned into a nude beer garden night. Smile with tongue out I also have new found ideals.. I love feminism, I support it, yeah yeah equality for all sexes!

Yours the supporter of equality for all sexes and topples women

Alexander Vince

WOOO

So It Happened.


Sorry for the lateness and lack of posts my friends Smile

24th March 2011

For all those supposed readers and fans yes it has happened, I’ve met someone,  I never saw it coming, it was an accident, I wasn’t looking for it, I wasn’t on the prowl, it was nice, she was nice, I was even being nice, it clicked and it took me by surprise. She’s completely nuts, in a way that makes me smile and damn she makes good coffee.

To be quite Frank  she’s great, the first things I saw were these beautiful blue eyes, that are a little cat like, and there’s almost a suave look that surrounds her, she’s Petite, and I don’t think I’ve danced with anyone so much in my life. The best thing though is that I don’t have to lie, or keep secrets, or not tell her anything, because i can be completely utterly truthful and here’s the best part, she fun loving… A happy bee and her smell is almost narcotic.

At the moment I don’t know what’s going to happen, there is no crystal ball, and whether she shares the same feelings, I’m happy.

Anywhooo I’ve been busy with uni, and etc so if you know me, say hi, if you don’t well that’s too bad Smile Just kidding.

Yours the Happy

Alexander Vince

Where Do You Draw The Line?


So as an adult there are certain things expected of me, both responsibility, as well as having the wisdom to deal with situations appropriately. Well of course these things come with time and experience, but burning yourself out because there is a lack of rush an excitement takes its toll, but with taking that toll, the boring and dull day to day becomes more aggravating and unbearable, but where do you stop and think what am I doing? Slowly killing one self with the destructive after effects of alcoholism, only to end the night in the bed of another?

Jesus it seems all so meaningless all of a sudden, where do you draw the line? I believe this alcoholism and addiction to the ideals of casual sex is corrupting both my generation and the youth to follow, I used to believe in the excitement of the chase and the catch, being seen as something worthy among friends and others, but now its meaningless with a self loathing catchy name as a man whore or player, it almost makes me feel hollow, have you ever thought about all those relationships that didn’t work and the “what if’s”?

It’s a deadly cycle of being interested in someone yet that interest failing as quickly as it came often leading me to realize that I’m not quite available as I was the night before, and then she’s gone leaving another road not taken, her leap of faith wasted, and another “what if”?

That responsibility and wisdom better come damn fast, because I’m not liking this self purgatory anymore.

Yours the irresponsible and unwise

Alexander Vince

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What Else Is There?


So I’m having a dark night of the soul, its the 29th of December, not long till new years eve and my head is filled with self doubt, my friend Gilly has “challenged” me to a “game” called “get the girl” (a very good looking Bulgarian girl in fact) but lately its times like these that leads to such self-loathing, and yes I am ashamed of myself which some of you would agree i should be, but what else is there, besides a night of loneliness or a morning of awkwardness? Where is that supposed “one girl or guy” that we’ve been told so much about..? Or the “one day you’ll find someone” and supposedly it will be “perfect” well I got to say it gets pretty damn lonely waiting for or trying to find that “person” don’t you agree?

What happened to dreaming and hoping for “love”? With ideals of partying and sex growing rampant like in the times of “Sex, Drugs and Rock&Roll”, with monogamy replaced by serial monogamy where are those “happy endings” that don’t surround the bedroom?

Ahh so many questions, but so little answers, so what else is there that our upcoming generation demands besides spiralling head first, drowning in a sea pussy or in other peoples cases, losing yourself in a forest of dicks?

Yours the self-loathing

Alexander Vince

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