/lit/ - Literature

>>14736255
The only reason I'm not blind is because, during my first solar eclipse, the man my mother said was my father put a visor on me. A cosmic irony that the only thing I could not see was the sun itself, instead there was only the absence-a blue or grey void with a present and future black hole in its center, rimmed in an inferior black.

When I look into her eyes this is what I see, and I am taken back to that moment. She asks me what I am thinking about.
I lie.

>>14530516
Oh, you wanted a real response? The answer is anything by Milan Kundera. He understands women better perhaps than any other living writer.

You can even go so far as lending your copy of Unbearable Lightness of Being to a girl. You won't receive it back. She might buy you a new copy, but the one she reads will be hers.

You must come to understand that women are not in control of themselves, nor do they want to be. They will project their insatiable desires upon you, and you must be prepared.

Get them in the mood for a movie, then become a black screen.