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The monster
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Publicado en:1 Junio 2016 9:31 pm
Última actualización en:6 Junio 2016 2:58 pm 3454 vistas
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The monster within me burns and begs to be released. It sits in its cage screaming,clawing and gnawing at the bars to get out. This monster...I fear this monster. What will happen if I release him? Will I turn and ravage the first one I see? Will I stop at one? Will she be able to control him? Will I? These are the questions that have been gnawing at me for weeks now. But I now have my answers. My fears have been hushed. I took a risk and released my monster apon her. We BOTH have currently ended our fun hours later thoroughly satified. She enjoyed the monster and the monster enjoyed ravaging her. Now we both lay here,her looking over my shoulder reading this. As she giggles and kisses my neck....
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Sugar daddy
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Publicado en:31 Mayo 2016 10:14 pm
Última actualización en:13 Enero 2017 1:05 am 4211 vistas
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You know I'm getting tired of women sending me msgs asking me to be their (sugar daddy). Its annoying. What happened to women wanting equality? Its obvious not all women want equality. Not when they DEMAND that men pay for everything they want. Sounds more like they want to be the dominant gender there. But wait wasn't that how it was back in the 1950s? Where women didn't have to pay for shit the man payed for everything? Yeah I know I know there is someone reading this and saying "your just sexist" or "shophinistic pig". No it's not like that let me explain. Yes I agree women deserve the rights of equality (well some do just not the gold diggers that just want sugar daddy's). Back in the 1950s women couldn't do shit at all without a man's approval and I agree that's not right so I am all for equality. That is to those women who actually want to be treated equal. That means no sugar daddys, you pay for half of everything. I'm tired of this b.s. "treat me equally" 5 minutes later "I'm a women you pay for all of it" I mean come on REALLY? Who in their right mind CANT see that is NOT EQUAL? Well by this point I have probably pissed off just about every woman that has read this. And if that's the case I apologize if this describes you but IM NOT TAKING IT DOWN. Why hide the truth of how I feel? I fought for the freedom of speech and I'll be damned if I'm not going to fucking use it.
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The things we hide
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Publicado en:27 Mayo 2016 11:10 pm
Última actualización en:1 Junio 2016 8:23 pm 3312 vistas
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Why do we hide the things we hide? Do we hide them because we are afraid? Afraid that we will be judged by what we have hidden so much that our world would end? We all have secrets. Those little things we keep hidden away where no one can find them. But what does an honest person do when confronted with a question concerning what they hide? Do they admit the truth or lose their own integrity? We all have our secrets,our hidden little things we don't want anyone to know. Me while I say I'm an honest person I have my secrets. While I won't lie and say I have no secrets instead I'll look you in the face and say I have things I havnt told you but to find the ones I hide you have to be specific. I won't lie. I believe in honor. Without my word I am nothing. As I have said I am an honest guy...
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Thoughts
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Publicado en:26 Mayo 2016 8:35 pm
Última actualización en:1 Junio 2016 8:15 pm 3469 vistas
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The chaos that fills my mind with madness. It races I can't keep up. As I sit here and wonder why I am where I am today. The darkness begins to consume me as I dredge up my past. The mistakes I have made. The chances I have let pass me by too afraid or oblivious of the opportunity. I feel it. I'm trying not to but I know...I'm going to end up putting myself in that "mode" again... Why do I do this? I put myself in this "mode" this autopilot. When I do I basically go through life as this emotionless thing just droning on. This thing th a wears these "masks" of emotion. To the outside world ppl think I'm fine. But to those few, I mean few, that TRUELY know me they try to pull me out of it. But the thing I don't understand is why and how do I remove my emotions from EVERYTHING? Am I truly dead inside when I'm in that mode? Have I just given up and began passing through life waiting to be revived by love or put to rest by the sweet embrace of death? There is a girl that says she would truely do anything for me but I choose not to be with her I won't even sleep with her. I don't want to use her like that. I don't want to use anyone like that. It isn't right to use people as a way to pass time. If I am going to be with someone... I have to have feelings I need them. I can't be that fucking drone I won't. Fuck that drone I am me. I do feel. I can't dwell into the darkness and become that drone. I don't need that damn drone to survive the darkness... I will survive this darkness...what doesn't kill me makes me stronger.
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