The ultimate canadian super hero
Scary sex toy friday. God forbid anyone connect on a deeper level. Then again most people should be banned from having sex. Hey we have sex blah blah blah it's hot. gross. I've seen a pile of live fish suffocating in a pile at a fish market which was far more erotic. Who needs intimacy and the bonding of souls when you can have utter superficiality.
I would also call this abusing the sacredness of sexuality if it was erotic and not just scary
My hatred is becoming ever more intoxicating. I just want to grab random people. Look into their eyes. Then tell them about all the things that they are living a lie to hide from until they crumble in tears and just shake on the ground. Broken inside, living the pain they couldn't face to heal it and let it fester until it altered their personality. I love this feeling. When I give into it, I feel amazing. My eye get clearer, my mind gets sharper. My pain disappears. my strength increases. My reflexes get sharper. My energy pouring out doesn't just feel like dry ice in water. It becomes tactile and sensory. It stops being a impressions and vague conceptuality. It's a unification. moving around like everything else is standing still. Why was I running away from this? This is better than anything. It's better than being enveloped in hot water. If I can be like this always, then I could be absolutely untouchable forever.
MABEL SLEPT WITH ME KINDA! she never actually slept. she almost closed her eyes and was laying next to me with her head in my bicep. When my alarm went off she totally freaked out. She was jumping around attacking my phone. Apparently I don't see them eating because they grab a mouthful of food and then go hide somewhere to eat it. I love my violent little monsters. They sleep under the couch where I sleep and climb up onto the couch to see me. Or bite me in the case of jane.
As I understand it the following is a problem a lot of women have with men.
Scary sex toy friday. God forbid anyone connect on a deeper level. Then again most people should be banned from having sex. Hey we have sex blah blah blah it's hot. gross. I've seen a pile of live fish suffocating in a pile at a fish market which was far more erotic. Who needs intimacy and the bonding of souls when you can have utter superficiality.
I would also call this abusing the sacredness of sexuality if it was erotic and not just scary
My hatred is becoming ever more intoxicating. I just want to grab random people. Look into their eyes. Then tell them about all the things that they are living a lie to hide from until they crumble in tears and just shake on the ground. Broken inside, living the pain they couldn't face to heal it and let it fester until it altered their personality. I love this feeling. When I give into it, I feel amazing. My eye get clearer, my mind gets sharper. My pain disappears. my strength increases. My reflexes get sharper. My energy pouring out doesn't just feel like dry ice in water. It becomes tactile and sensory. It stops being a impressions and vague conceptuality. It's a unification. moving around like everything else is standing still. Why was I running away from this? This is better than anything. It's better than being enveloped in hot water. If I can be like this always, then I could be absolutely untouchable forever.
MABEL SLEPT WITH ME KINDA! she never actually slept. she almost closed her eyes and was laying next to me with her head in my bicep. When my alarm went off she totally freaked out. She was jumping around attacking my phone. Apparently I don't see them eating because they grab a mouthful of food and then go hide somewhere to eat it. I love my violent little monsters. They sleep under the couch where I sleep and climb up onto the couch to see me. Or bite me in the case of jane.
As I understand it the following is a problem a lot of women have with men.