(blushing) Mary

"Oh so you say you must go back home! Why don't you confess you just don't want to stay the evening with geeks and marginals, we're just mere test subjects for you, to try the methods you learnt in your school of psychology, you want to fumble and tickle at our psychosis, and then you go back to the "real" world with your oh so intelligent companion, or maybe you fear to have fun with us, to have a good discussion, to have a challenge, and finally like us more than you're allowed, maybe you fear you couldn't get someone else, not so easily, you're young but the time already put its marks on you, on your juvenile face, that body once fit in front of a fashion photographer starts to let go, and you're already the slave in that situation, watch us! are we despicable, unlovable, unattractive, uneducated?!, don't you see how you're acting, your smart boyfriend keeps you under his thumb, he's a special one, so intelligent, and maybe we're not so different, try to notice the values in us; He, he uses you to cast light on himself, you're his disciple, you're the one hanging on to him, slavishly clinging, and you know if you're not good enough he will drop you, to find someone that will adore him better than you do, who's life is sad?!, who's life is desperately set?!, have this pleasure, it's pathetic to be affraid of uncommon men!"