I'm having a mini what the fuck moment and rather than lay awake on my bed - I figure it best to return to good old faithful; never fail me yet; always willing to listen; ever attentive ear - my best virtual friend. Just me and these black type case on a white screen attempting to channel my irritation away from my mind yet again. I loathe being built up only to be let down - then non-chalantly dismissed as if it is no never mind that I am upset and disappointed.
I am not extremely peeved but peeved enough to be here typing - followed by prolonged net surfing until my eyes are ready to bulge out my head; alternatively I may switch on the idiot box; no better idea - I'll go read this book I picked up months - if not a year ago and never got around to finishing, yes, that should work. Like I said my virtual best friend, always able to steer me right. Ok I'm off, going to get lost in the pages of my mind.
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Women have truly been the bane of my existence; I have a perpetual love hate relationship with them – the love part being highly fueled by ...
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Every weekend over the last few months has been somewhere between good - great; with some "fucking mad" sprinkled here and there. ... -
She pins my hands against the wall, I'm disarmed and weakened by desire. The nakedness of this well sculpted caramel goddess now on mine...
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