HDaran, New and Idiot-Proof!!!

I have officially given up on love!

Although Metro Me says, never say never.

I'll take my chances...

I'm never going to fall in love again.

Bye Mr. P and Muscle Loaded and all the future possible parodies...

To Muscle Loaded,

Hope your promiscuous life makes you realise that one fine day that hot body of yours reaches an expiration date and you'll be back looking for that little something called companionship...

To Mr.P, 

I'll be there witnessing your wedding and the upbringing of your family. And you will see me in your life in the future. That point when you do see me in my 'almost-everything-designer', I will take comfort in knowing that you'll always miss the times (and that person i.e., yours truly) when you had someone whom looked after you (under most circumstances) and gave you mind-blowing blowjobs!

As for me, companionship for me now means friends albeit extending to only a few close ones.

I am turning into a cynical, jaded person who's full of witty sarcasm (let's hope) and loves being all he is. Not forcefully, rather willfully; I am halfway there.

And when people give me that pitiful stare (all that bullshit about being alone and not finding love), I shall do the same when they have to run off for diaper change duty, go on about their nagging boyfriends/girlfriends, complain about the monotony of married life or complain about how cash is always so insufficient when you have a family to run.

Welcome the new Hdaran; optimistically wry and scornfully ferocious (all in an ambiguously good way of course)!

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