That Jerk

I'm going to die, this is so ridiculous. Just as I've found someone, it's so damn infuriating I think I'm going to cry. Crying without a single tear falling, that's how we do it and so do I. Just recently, well almost a year ago I graduated — in what doesn't matter, I got a job as a kind of warden, warden of boxes that is. Sitting on a seat as public transportation chauffeur managing boxes, some should be put high, the ones that didn't need to move in a hurry that is.  The pay is what you would expect, enough to have some fun each month when all the bills was paid. I find it funny that it was not in any of the occasions that I went out and had fun that I meet X, isn't that why we go out in the first place, to meet a partner? You see I don't really like to yell to make myself heard nor do I fund very pleasant to smell the odeur of multiple too scented persons mingling  in the tight confines of a bar or club. I have a hard time respecting people w...

Read this before you read anything else - First, if you are too young to read adult fiction in your country you should not read more than this sentence. If you are uncertain you are too young. - Anything I write will sooner or later contain parts that upset anyone who takes offense at coercion, non-con, body modification, domination etc. If you abhor anything even relating to these areas you should stop reading now. - I will not pander to people who can't imagine a lumbering man with stark eyes and roughed clothing without me describing their length, wardrobe weight and so on — I will take the easy way out, you will have to put up with some inconsistencies. - As I am poor writer at best, I would love constructive criticism especially concerning story, emotions and to a small degree sentence reconstruction, I am not a native English speaker.