It's weird, marriage. It's like this license that gives a person the legal right to control their spouse / their 'other half.

That's sad. How plastic and artificial life has become. It gets harder and harder to find something...real." Nin interlocked his fingers, and stretched out his arms. "Real love, real friends, real body parts...

Now? I'm just another female faking orgasms to make a man not feel so inadequate.

Friends are the family that you choose.

He felt a little lost, after that experience. Lost as the girls on their knees. It was a never-ending story of young girls losing themselves, such that they were no longer humans with any souls or characters, but pretty girls with fat asses and nice tits.

Never mind, said Hachiko each day. Here I wait, for my friend who's late. I will stay, just to walk beside you for one more day.

I suppose it's not a social norm, and not a manly thing to do - to feel, discuss feelings. So that's what I'm giving the finger to. Social norms and stuff...what good are social norms, really? I think all they do is project a limited and harmful image of people. It thus impedes a broader social acceptance of what someone, or a group of people, might actually be like.