I haven’t married yet. We are in living relationship.
This will redefine Sex in Programmers life. It’s a non sexual and sorry to disappoint you.
BUG, the uninvited guest in my life.
By the Sex Convention, being the Male Programmer, the bug is a Female for me. I can’t see her, I can’t hear her, I can’t touch her, & still, I have to kill her. It’s a tragedy.
When I tried to KILL, she’ll KISS
They (bugs) come from nowhere and kept sleeping with me overnights & days. Sometimes, she brings her relatives too. All they need is my time.
Every night I dream about her, it’s hard and I’ll woke up. She raises hope to kill her but she doesn’t give you the Moka(the chance in Hindi).
Tried in every possible angle to f**k the bug 🐞 in a chair, on a cot, on the floor, on the sofa, by sitting, by standing, by bending, by stretching, by spreading… eventually, I’ll end up being f**ked by her.
When I go to her, she moves away from me. When I walk away from her, she will come closer and closer. It explains me the relationship with her. The farther you are, the nearer to heart. I’m just saying. Don’t take it to your heart 💙.
When I was tired in finding her, she shows me the new paths to walk 🚶on. If I say “I Quit”, she says “Be Quiet & move on”. She’ll always have new forms when I found her. She’ll surprise me with a new shape and she will be more HOT this time.
Like, Energy transfers from one form to the other, bug also change its appearance and some how it lives at somewhere.
Though I tried hard enough to broke up with her, she’ll make the bond stronger between us. I scold her, she accepts it. I kick her out, she comes back with a smile. I hate her and she L❤️VES me back.
When I urge to let me live in peace, she’ll cut me into pieces. When I force her to off the bed, she comes closer and covers me with a bed sheet. I jump from the bed, she jumps too and follows me in thoughts & ideas. However, I barely accept her.
The bed sheets smell like her, which makes me uncomfortable to sleep. I don’t get sleep as she always makes me to think about her.
No Dream , No Bed is without her.
When I decided to accept her, she disappears and comes back exactly when I don’t need her and she’ll screw me in front of the people who always judge me. Hope, you got the situation where I was been.
The whole day I’ll be seeing her causes in red. Though I’m trying to put her green, she always be in red. She tunes my words & deeds. When I’m bad at her, she will be my dad.
I can leave the bed but not her thoughts. I roll myself hitting the bed with one hand. I try to sleep covering my face with a pillow rising my bump up. When I’m happy, she will be sad. When I am sad, she will be more sad as I cannot find her in such mood.
I’ll spend whole night rubbing my eyes until they turn red to find her. But, I can’t even find a clue about her. When I’m off to chair, on to bed, and into dream then she keeps walking towards me.
She is more possessive and always want me to be with her, all the time. No time for myself. I blame her for all my disorders. But, in real I’m the one who invited her into my life.
Like the grass finding her way to come out from inside the Earth, I need to find a way to kill her and to free up myself.
No matter how hard it would be, I eventually manged to end her life and she gives me a shock by introducing her sister who is a stranger, completely. Again I have to study her body. It is a cycle.
Since then, I stopped myself from trying to kill her and started kissing her.
There no bad bugs in real, only bad programmers
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