Character: Marc Maronnier. Page 4

Happiness is such a thing, or you from it will burst, or at least a couple of murders it will take you

It's over... V. S. H. K. O. N. H E. N. Oh... that's crazy: I so easily wrote these ten letters, and make their meaning is not.

- He's outside.
- Who? This dwarf?
- Are you jealous?
- I'm not jealous of the gnomes.

Cocaine - no more than powder for the brain.

Darling, I always will love you, you were made for me, but I want to sleep with other women too. You is unbearable to listen to, although unbearable in fact you do: you deny the essence of my manhood. That I sleep with other people, there is nothing terrible, just enough to inquire from me the details and read my emails. You are free to do the same, I do not forbid, on the contrary, it excites me the idea that you seek the other because, like all men, I repressed Homo. Your jealousy is so reactionary that you are a direct proof of the failure of the sexual revolution. Are you happy to use the gains of feminism, but you give at the same time, and the restoration of the couple the old fashioned way. You don't love me: you want to lay me hands on, and different things. If you loved me as you claim, you wish I always have fun with you and without you, how I want it - with me and without me. We will have to leave on this idiotic and yet (my decision is proof of that) is very important for me reason: I need to touch other bodies, to ensure that I prefer yours. Goodbye, vixen of my life, not understanding, what is the husband. I suggest you to choose suicide or lesbianism, another way out of your neglect of the basics of the basics manhood I see. Take a good look: more you won't see me. Wanting to possess me, you lost me.