How can a woman be expected to be happy with a man who insists on treating her as if she were a perfectly normal human being? – Oscar Wilde
So I am not perfectly normal?…Of course I’m not 
) I am not ordinary! I am not a slave of your common world and I will not be limited by your understanding. I cannot understand myself so I do not wish for you to act as if you do, I do not wish for you to treat me as if you knew what’s best for me.
Love is what keeps me moving on. Love for a friend, that love that you know is always there, that is never an obsession, never a challenge, never boring, never selfish. That one special feeling that fills your world, the one choice you will never regret, the one relationship you will never give up on.
Money is what keeps me moving on, because my bad habit of spending got me addicted. I do not admire a man for his money, his car or his well-payed job. But I find a contradiction annoying: I am a bohemian person, reason for which I find that money are just to be spent, enjoyed, I never count them and I never know where they disappeared, but still I find that some of the pleasures in life cannot be obtained without money and that sometimes gets me depressed.
Lust is what keeps me moving on. Since the moment I started my sexual life I never went through a period longer than a month without enjoying the pleasure it brings me. Sex is like air for me, lust makes me act like a whore or like the most faithful lover.
So who cares that I’m not a perfectly normal human being? Love me as I am…
