I Am In No Mood

There Is Always Something Missing That Torments Me.

You Know What Black Hatred Women Feel Toward Me As Soon As They See Me, Until I Return Inside My Shell, They Use Every Possible Weapon. As Soon As A Generous Man Tries To Help Me Out, A Woman Is Here To Hold His Arm And Prevent Him From Acting.

I Have Had The Problem Of Seeing My Male Model Go To Italy And... Stay There.

I Am In No Mood To Be Deceived Any Longer By The Crafty Devil And False Character Whose Greatest Pleasure Is To Take Advantage Of Everyone.

I Would Prefer To Have A More Appealing Job. If I Could Still Change Careers, I Would Prefer It. This Unfortunate Art Is Made For Long Beards And Ugly Faces Rather Than For A Relatively Well-endowed Woman.