BITIN

10.18.05. now i know how it feels to have the proverbial ‘blue balls’.
but since i’m a female, the pain was not physical.
it is indeed painful, and one cannot complain.one can just wait until the pain subsides.

it was like being a volcano gearing up for multiple eruption, only to stop after the first one ‘coz nature would no longer allow. when it would have the second, third, so on and so forth eruption just so it could complete the multiple, the volcano does not know.

it was being in the heat of the moment, when you’re soooooo into something that you’ve been longing for, there within your grasp and taken away after you’ve taken just a glimpse of what it looks like.it’s like having no control of what would happen next.it’s powerful, it’s weakening that one cannot find enough strength to complain nor place for anger nor recognition for the unfairness of the whole scenario.

funny, guys feel the stinging sensation down there, while for me, it’s up here, inside my chest, throbbing to be satiated.

i’ve never thought of myself as insatiable but that moment, every fiber of my body was screaming that i was. having my very own ‘blue balls’ was(i felt like a cert FB),i felt so exposed, unprotected,unsafe, uncared for…

’twas like being awakened with splashing cold water on your face, more so like being slapped in the face with the truth…repetetively…

kaya pala sabi nila, magloko ka na sa lasing, wag lang sa bitin!