John

My friends girlfriend is cheating on him (she also told a guy to kill himself for being gay), she told her friend that she has been stretching her b-u-m hole out lately with a bu-t-t plug so her secret lover can fit his p#nis in her backside.

Why would a girl even do this? I thought women were the nice ones? I thought women were the ones who get cheated on ? Are there any girls who agree with her behavior?

We are all just sacks of guts and bones that digest material and excrete the material and eventually we die. We fill our lives with things like work and recreation to ensure we don't become "bored" and then again boredom is just a feeling bought upon by chemical reactions in the brain, just like "love".

Humans are classed as a species of animal and all animals are just these sacks of intestines, our brains have emotions to ensure we survive, we get depressed from not eating, we get horny to make sure we have sex and reproduce our species. Why do people think that there is some sort of magical higher power that creates the feeling of "love" , when its evident that all our bodies are is a biological filter that has no real purpose in existing?

We feel companionship (another made up emotion only bought upon by chemical reactions in the brain) for our friends and that is the same feeling that we have for our partners except we are also sexually attracted to our partners that is the difference. To think that there is an extra emotion that the human species carries within its brain called "love" is pretty much sci fi movie material, we are just sacks of guts, nothing more, there is no magical emotion called love, why have humans been made to think that there is? When did the term love even come to exist??

When I read Novels I enjoy every moment of it but after each page I forget the detail that went into the wording of the previous pages I just read. As in I will remember the main things that were said or happened on the previous pages but it seems like after every page the fine detail of each occurrence doesn't stay in my mind. Do many others find that they enjoy reading the fine detail for the moment but then it is forgotten as the story goes on?