If you are reading this, I appreciate your time.
I haven't been myself lately and have been experiencing a fuck-load of writer's block ever since a certain event occured in my life. I need to escape.
If you looking for a post about the stupid shit we as fucktards like to do, I'm sorry, but I'm lost. I need sometime to lie down in the bed, that is my world, and jack off till I find what I'm looking for.
I'll be back in the near future and hopefully, that might be soon.
Linda Hates You All....
Peace.
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
Saturday, July 2, 2011
Sealed Shut...
I'm trying to say something, but my mouth is sealed shut. I see the girl, the woman...I take note of the mystic grotto she possesses. I can feel the words running around my head, but my voice can't swallow the thoughts. I just keep choking on it, like a pornstar, swallowing the load of a macho man.
It's not any woman, it's usually the lady of town. The lady with an easy virtue. I'm not taking advantage of anyone, but myself. Either way, I still can't grasp it...my erotic concept. I feel it, dripping wet and ready for me to take on the word's promiscuity, but like oiled up boobs, always hard to grasp and I'm left with morning wood.
I feel sorry for the men who shiver, when talking to beautiful women. I feel sorry, for the men who can't even wank on their mind, to ejaculate the simple words of, "hell and O"
I have no fucking pity, however, for the guys with enough balls to take on a threesome, but lose the erection when push comes to shove.
I don't blame the ones that can't sum up the guts to speak to the pussy...cat. She's a lady of a certain description. Without the right substance and an inch of viagra, my mind becomes hidden to when her lips may salute and the lucky pierre cannot get the right hard on.
I can't write, I can't do anything...she's just a little charmer, with pussy eyes and quite a degree in fellatorism. She's my temporary addiction, one fix after the other and I think I'll live.
It's not any woman, it's usually the lady of town. The lady with an easy virtue. I'm not taking advantage of anyone, but myself. Either way, I still can't grasp it...my erotic concept. I feel it, dripping wet and ready for me to take on the word's promiscuity, but like oiled up boobs, always hard to grasp and I'm left with morning wood.
I feel sorry for the men who shiver, when talking to beautiful women. I feel sorry, for the men who can't even wank on their mind, to ejaculate the simple words of, "hell and O"
I have no fucking pity, however, for the guys with enough balls to take on a threesome, but lose the erection when push comes to shove.
I don't blame the ones that can't sum up the guts to speak to the pussy...cat. She's a lady of a certain description. Without the right substance and an inch of viagra, my mind becomes hidden to when her lips may salute and the lucky pierre cannot get the right hard on.
I can't write, I can't do anything...she's just a little charmer, with pussy eyes and quite a degree in fellatorism. She's my temporary addiction, one fix after the other and I think I'll live.
What's Your Title???
I hate titles. The world gives us titles. So does the government, so do your parents and friends. You might be thinking that they are part of the world...no they're not. We are just the accidents that came, when Mother Nature forgot about birth control and this world is just our orphange. Fuck, we are some messy children.
Why do we give titles like the "nerd", or "porn addict", or "player", or "slut". We are such wankers, sexually frustrated, that we take our issues out on the pussies around us. We suddenly run this world, this orphanage and whatever we do, we gotta suffer for it. It's like sex in the wheel barrow position, very limiting. It's funny, guys are called players and praised for their cocksmithery, but women are called sluts and abandoned for their fetishes. Very limiting. It's like blaming a guy for using a cunnilingual approach on the wrong pussy, in a dark room, filled with swingers.
Who makes up these rules? Seriously, we not following the orders of the big guy. We are following the rules of other players, sluts, nerds, homos, drunkards etc. Do we think about giving them titles? No. Why? Because...because...because...ummmm.
We are just being ejaculated on by the "society makers". We are not doing a damn thing about it. We are all letting ourselves be the pornstars, in a movie produced by the people who make up these rules and we can't say no, because these rules turn into laws, which turn to repeated dropping of soap and don't think the women got it easy, gentlemen. I have had a few encounters with some female convicts and the stories aren't pretty.
So, what the fuck is going on? I'll tell you, we are all being fucked. Right now, as you read this shit, the society makers have got you bottled in the most risque orgy and they are all fucking you.
Why do we give titles like the "nerd", or "porn addict", or "player", or "slut". We are such wankers, sexually frustrated, that we take our issues out on the pussies around us. We suddenly run this world, this orphanage and whatever we do, we gotta suffer for it. It's like sex in the wheel barrow position, very limiting. It's funny, guys are called players and praised for their cocksmithery, but women are called sluts and abandoned for their fetishes. Very limiting. It's like blaming a guy for using a cunnilingual approach on the wrong pussy, in a dark room, filled with swingers.
Who makes up these rules? Seriously, we not following the orders of the big guy. We are following the rules of other players, sluts, nerds, homos, drunkards etc. Do we think about giving them titles? No. Why? Because...because...because...ummmm.
We are just being ejaculated on by the "society makers". We are not doing a damn thing about it. We are all letting ourselves be the pornstars, in a movie produced by the people who make up these rules and we can't say no, because these rules turn into laws, which turn to repeated dropping of soap and don't think the women got it easy, gentlemen. I have had a few encounters with some female convicts and the stories aren't pretty.
So, what the fuck is going on? I'll tell you, we are all being fucked. Right now, as you read this shit, the society makers have got you bottled in the most risque orgy and they are all fucking you.
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