the complexity of my emotions..this in motion

the flooding of this, heart swept, beatings the pulsing of the flood my heart feels close to the explosion and the piercing of the stabbing, pains extend down to that frequence in birth I am killed each day to wake up again fresh blood spilt seen this in rivers crismatic, not scared or sad broken…

give more oral sex

there is something so beautiful about a man giving oral sex appropriately, I ponder this early afternoon in a cold house…like the climax where penetration is necessary, and you scream for the entry, and the appropriate steps taken after that to satisfy a girl….that’s why I like dildos so much, all speed and intensity controlled…

eeeka

so i have returned from my journeys abroad to home which is not yet unpacked… which is the plan… I have developed a mild strategy for my job hunt which includes a web page supporting my resume as well as the e-mailing of it to companies looking for my particular position… my reunion was funny,…


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