HE CALLED ME FUCKING CRAZY.
HE DIDN'T LIKE MY SUPERHUMAN ABILITY TO ARGUE OVER NOTHING. WHAT I SAID I WANTED REALLY WASN'T WHAT I WANTED AT ALL. HOW COULD HE READ MY MIND? WAS I EVEN AWARE OF WHAT I WANTED? I WAS A MODERN MIX OF CONFUSING CONTRADICTIONS - JUST PLAIN TOO MUCH WORK. HE TRIES TO RESPECT ME BECAUSE I HAVE FUCKED AROUND BUT HES A NEANDERTHAL. A HISTORIC PRICK. HE SAID I'M OUT OF MY DAMN MIND WITH INTERNAL STRESS. I'M TOO SEXUALLY LIBERATED AND ASSERTIVE. I HAVE DE-MASCULATED HIM. HE'S UNSURE WHAT ROLE HE IS TO PLAY HERE. I WANT TO BE FREE BUT I'M FULL OF EXTERNAL PRESSURE. YET I AM THE FIRST TO POINT OUT THAT I THINK HE IS THE ONE FULL OF CONTRADICTIONS. HE WANTS ME TO FEEL FREE YET MAKE SURE I AM ABLE TO SETTLE DOWN AND BIRTHE HIS CHILDREN. WHY CAN'T I JUST SAY WHAT I MEAN? WHY DOES 'NO' MEAN 'YES'? HOW CAN HE LOGICALLY DEDUCE WHAT I WANT?
AND THEN I'M RETORTING THAT JESUS FUCK I KNOW WHAT I WANT FROM YOU BUT I JUST CAN'T SAY IT. IF I HAND IT TO YOU, IT IS JUST TOO SIMPLE - AND I WON'T BELIEVE ITS GENUINE.
MY FRIENDS SAY THAT MEN LOVE CRAZY WOMEN. I KNOW THAT MEN DO NOT LOVE CRAZY WOMEN, THEY SIMPLY THINK THEY DO.
A CRAZY WOMAN IS LIKE A STRAY DOG. I CAN SAY THIS WITHOUT OFFENSE BECAUSE I KNOW I'M LOONEY. THERE IS NO TRAINING ME. THERE IS NO BRAIN WASHING ME. THERE IS NO SETTLING DOWN. THERE IS NO GETTING COMPLETELY COMFORTABLE. THERE IS LOYALTY, YES, BUT THERE IS NO GUARUNTEE.
MEN THINK THAT CRAZY EQUALS SEXY. CRAZY WOMEN SEEM IRRESISTABLE. WE DRESS FOR OURSELVES, THINK FOR OURSELVES, ACT FOR OURSELVES. WE AREN'T AFRAID TO MAKE A SCENE AT A PARTY IF YOU'RE NOT BEHAVING YOURSELF. WE ARE THE FIRST TO CALL YOU OUT ON YOUR SHITTY ACTIONS BEFORE GRABBING YOU BY YOUR TIE AND MAKING OUT WITH YOUR FACE IN PUBLIC. WE HAVE OUR HAND ON YOUR CROTCH UNDER THE DINNER TABLE AND WE AREN'T AFRAID TO SQUEEZE A LITTLE TOO HARD WHEN YOU SAY THE WRONG THING. WE ARE AN OPEN BOOK SEXUALLY. WE ARE MORE LIKELY TO GIVE GREAT HEAD, ENGAGE IN SAME-SEX SITUATIONS, HAVE UNASHAMED SEX WITH THE LIGHTS ON. WE TELL YOU HOW WE LIKE IT AND WE EXPECT YOU TO GET IT RIGHT.
YOUR FRIENDS KNOW WE ARE CRAZY. THEY ASK HOW WE ARE IN BED. THEY'RE DISGUSTING AND INTRIGUED. THEY FLIRT WITH US OUT OF PURE SEXUAL CONFUSION. THEY DON'T KNOW HOW YOU CAN HANDLE SUCH A WOMAN. THE THINGS THAT COME OUT OF OUR MOUTHS SHOCK THEM. WHAT MUST SHE BE LIKE IN BED?
'CRAZY' IS OBVIOUSLY A LOOSE AND SOMEWHAT INSULTING DEFINITION. WE ARE SIMPLY UNCHARTTED TERRITORY. YOU CAN HAVE ALREADY 'BEEN THERE DONE THAT' AND STILL BE UNSURE WHAT WE WILL BE UP TO NEXT. IF YOU COME BACK FOR MORE IN A FEW MONTHS THERE IS A HIGH CHANCE YOU WON'T EVEN RECOGNIZE THE WOMAN WE HAVE EVOLVED INTO - CONSTANTLY CHANGING.
THERE IS X-RATED CONTENT IN A CRAZY WOMAN'S LIFE. THERE ARE HAND GESTURES, LIP LICKS, EYE CONTACT. THERE ARE KINKS, PASSIONS, AND ENTERTAINING STORIES. SHE'S CRAZY. SHE'S MYSTERIOUS. SHE'S HIGH ENERGY. SHE'S DESTRUCTIVE. SHE'S SMART. SHE'S TORTURED. WE JUST DON'T FUCKING GET HER.
I USED TO BE INSULTED WHEN MEN WOULD CALL ME CRAZY. I THINK THAT AFTER A WHILE YOU HAVE TO LEARN TO TURN YOUR INSULTS INTO COMPLIMENTS. I RATIONALIZE CRAZY AS NEVER BEING BORING. YOU'RE BUTT-HURT BECASE I'M THE WOMAN YOU JUST CAN'T PUT A FINGER ON. IT'S LIKE A WORD SITTING AT THE TIP OF YOUR TONGUE. IT'S A FORGEIN WORD... YOU'VE HEARD IT BEFORE... BUT WHAT DOES IT MEAN? IT MEANS CHRONICALLY SINGLE. CHRONICALLY UNSATISFIED.
SOMETIMES BEING CRAZY IS FUN. I ENJOY THE LOOK OF SHOCK OR PLEASURE ON A MANS FACE WHEN I SAY EXACTLY WHAT I'M THINKING. I ENJOY TELLING MEN THEY ARE DISGUSTING FOR CAT-CALLING ME IN THE STREET. I'M NOT AFRAID TO TELL YOU I'M NOT INTERESTED - AND I'M NOT AFRAID TO TELL YOU I AM INTERESTED.
LENGTHY INTELLECTUAL CONVERSATIONS ARE NO PROBLEM. BY THE END OF A DISCUSSION WITH ME YOU'RE CONFUSED AT WHO'S LEADING THE TOPIC. WHEN DID WE START FLIRTING? WHO KNEW A WOMAN COULD BE SO... DOMINANT? WHO KNEW A WOMAN COULD HAVE SUCH A LOW TOLERANCE FOR BULLSHIT? FOR BOREDOM? FOR MEDIOCRE?
I'M THE ULTIMATE ROMANTIC. I'M LOOKING FOR A DANCE PARTNER TO LEAD. A MAN BOTH COMFORTABLE WITH SUBMISSION AND DOMINANCE. SOMEONE WILLING TO CHALLANGE ME FOR POWER. I'M LOOKING FOR AN ESCAPE HATCH. LOOKING FOR SOMEONE SO PASSIONATE ABOUT ME, I FORGET THAT I'M CRAZY. I WANT A MAN WITH SUCH ACUTE SENSITIVITY TO MY NEEDS THAT HE CAN AGREE I AM INDEED - WITHOUT QUESTION - RESPECTABLE. EXCITING. EXHILARATING. FULL OF LIFE.
THE MOST COMPLICATED THING ABOUT BEING CRAZY IS TRYING TO KEEP UP WITH YOURSELF. YOUR OPINIONS ARE CONSTANTLY CHANGING, YOUR VIEWS ON LIFE EVOLVING SO DEEPLY THAT REACHING A 'NORMAL' PERSON'S LEVEL IS ALMOST IMPOSSIBLE. HOW DO YOU KEEP THINGS LIGHT AND AIRY? DO YOU WANT TO?
IT MAKES ME SAD, TOO. FALLING FOR SOMEONE WHO CANNOT ACCEPT YOU IS THE ULTIMATE REJECTION. CONTAINING TOO MUCH PERSONALITY FOR ONE HUMAN TO LOVE IS EXHAUSTING.TRYING TO DILUTE YOURSELF IN ATTEMPT TO MAKE SOMEONE ELSE'S LIFE EASIER DRAINS THE SOUL FROM MY BODY.
I TELL MYSELF THAT BEING CRAZY IS BOTH A GIFT AND A CURSE. I JUST WONDER IF ANYONE IS GOING TO BE ABLE TO FALL INTO STRIDE ALONG WITH ME. WHEN WILL I MEET MY CRAZY COUNTERPART? SOMETIMES I THINK I ALREADY HAVE, IN MY FELLOW FEMALES, MY BEST GIRLFRIENDS. SOMETIMES I WONDER IF THIS EXHAUSTION I FEEL IS BECAUSE I'VE ALREADY MET MY SOULMATES AND YET IM TRYING TO FIND THE SAME ACCEPTANCE FROM THE OPPOSITE SEX. MAYBE IT JUST WON'T HAPPEN. AFTER ALL - MEN ARE FROM MARS, WOMEN ARE FROM VENUS.
ALL PEOPLE FIND LOVE IN HUMAN RELATIONSHIPS. HOWEVER NOT ALL RELATIONSHIPS ARE SIMPLY BOYFRIEND/GIRLFRIEND, HUSBAND/WIFE. MY MOST INTENSE RELATIONSHIPS ARE WITH MY BEST FRIENDS. THEY LOVE MY CRAZY. I THINK THAT IS WHAT REALLY MATTERS.