Everybody needs some time...on their own...
It's a month early, but it really is all about November Rain.
I am deeply, profoundly, in need of some centering.
Deeply in need of my brand of travel, or conversation.
My zen, ever so finely balanced, abruptly spun wildly out of control recently, like a washing machine does when all your clothes end up (by some random convergence of forces) all piled together on one side.
Spin cycle. It's good for orgasms, it's good for complete, bloody chaos.
I'm very simple, very straightforward, until you throw in an outside influence.
At which point I become a wee bit frightened by how much paranoiarageangerfear is all piled up in a corner of my mental closet.
Methinks I need much more friends, and a bit less dating. More closeness without touching, as compared to fabulous sex with near strangers.
It's strange. Sometimes, by the time you get what you had wanted so badly, it's become the last thing you need. Like having someone walk up and hand you a parachute... right after you've hit the ground.
Methinks I am in desperate need of some genuine mental and emotional satisfaction.
I'm tired.
Everybody needs some time...on their own...
It's a month early, but it really is all about November Rain.
I am deeply, profoundly, in need of some centering.
Deeply in need of my brand of travel, or conversation.
My zen, ever so finely balanced, abruptly spun wildly out of control recently, like a washing machine does when all your clothes end up (by some random convergence of forces) all piled together on one side.
Spin cycle. It's good for orgasms, it's good for complete, bloody chaos.
I'm very simple, very straightforward, until you throw in an outside influence.
At which point I become a wee bit frightened by how much paranoiarageangerfear is all piled up in a corner of my mental closet.
Methinks I need much more friends, and a bit less dating. More closeness without touching, as compared to fabulous sex with near strangers.
It's strange. Sometimes, by the time you get what you had wanted so badly, it's become the last thing you need. Like having someone walk up and hand you a parachute... right after you've hit the ground.
Methinks I am in desperate need of some genuine mental and emotional satisfaction.
I'm tired.
Everybody needs some time...on their own...
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I was denied flogging and floggee, and I think that he might be mentally challenged.
I was donated a ottle of jack tonightk, and HAHA to the rest of the country.
NEENER NEERN EFFTARDS.
bottle.