People like me

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic


This is about how I changed from a boy to man and how that affected my morals, principles and the way I see the world.

Submitted: September 12, 2017

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I have always thought of myself as a good guy or at least a decent guy. A guy with a set of rules and principles. I also think of myself as a winner, who gets what he wants because he works hard for it and there's nothing wrong with it. People want things handed down to them, they want things to be easy and when things don't go their way they complain that life's unfair. But somewhere down the line between 'winning' and my set of principles all I was left with were blurred lines. Sometimes I wonder whether I am a decent guy that I always thought of myself to be or am I just one of those douchebags who lie through their teeth to get the job done. When I was younger, I saw the world through a kid's eye, that is through positivity. I didn't know how the old worked or better I didn't need to know how the world worked. Through time and experience all that changed. Now I knew exactly what to do, which buttons to press, what to say, how to use the sense of touch to make someone at ease, how to manipulate them. Basically now I knew what to do to get what I wanted and somewhere in doing that, I lost myself or maybe just a part of myself. Maybe that was the reason I never found myself in a serious relationship. I always figured what was the need if I wanted sex I could easily have it with someone and then when I get bored I could always switch. I never felt the need to have an emotional anchor, to have someone with whom I could be naked. I thought I have my friends for that, I might not share with them my deepest and darkest thoughts but I could share things that mattered with them anyway. In doing so I alienated myself from my true emotions and drowned myself in pussy and whiskey. But all the liquor in the world and all the women combined cannot fill the gaping hole wanting more. I remember my mother used to warn my sister about bad men who want nothing of her but to use her and throw her away. My mother warned her about people like me.


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