simplu, atat de complicat...

Imi plac barbatii indisponibili si dispusi.
Nu imi plac barbatii disponibili si indispusi.

where the fuck is my wisdom?

As complete idiots, we savor our lives, though we don't like it nor too sweet, nor too spicy...
We just keep on pouring till the flavorings are over, taste and then, obviously, spit.

Is that why God made water? The inevitable thirst for wisdom...?

Am citit asta undeva:

Femeia insala doar barbatul pe care il iubeste, pe ceilalti ii paraseste pur si simplu.

Hmmm... daca l-am inselat in repetate randuri e ca si cum i-as fi declarat dragoste vesnica, nu?

Trist.