All I wanna do sometimes is ride a bicycle with a girl that loves me through a beautiful landscape surrounded by trees as gentle wind hits our face. She gently smiles. I know she's deep. In deep thoughts just like I am. I just wanted to relate. To have something real. To have a real, sentient being next to me with a soul. But why is that so farfetched from reality? Why are women so toxic, so shallow, so unhinged? Why can't they just be normal? They had so much potential and they chose to eat the fucking apple every single time. They would rather listen to the fucking devil than be with me. Oh well. Fuck them.
