Here's something i wrote while fairly drunk a while ago:
I am not completely sure what the point of that particular post might have been. A shortage of the aforementioned act of lovemaking?
On a more serious note, I feel a depression coming on. Normally I switch between being fairly creative, intuitive, and not so much of either. Recently, when I'm not actively doing something, I can't see past the next hour. Not a good sign.
Just talked, well, messaged, with an old classmate of mine. My number one nemesis back in the old days. I feel quite fondly towards him these days. i must be getting old. He's still not really my kind of person, but now I know all his bravado is because of basic insecurity. It helps to know people are inferior :P
Also, I just shaved my head bald. My hair was getting relatively long, and I've been dyng it green. Felt like a change I guess.
There was a time when I got so many blowjobs, I, in the end, got bloody well tired of them. Funnily enough, this was back in my alcoholic phase, when I was acting like a complete arse towards the love of my life, the one person who understands me completely.
I am not completely sure what the point of that particular post might have been. A shortage of the aforementioned act of lovemaking?
On a more serious note, I feel a depression coming on. Normally I switch between being fairly creative, intuitive, and not so much of either. Recently, when I'm not actively doing something, I can't see past the next hour. Not a good sign.
Just talked, well, messaged, with an old classmate of mine. My number one nemesis back in the old days. I feel quite fondly towards him these days. i must be getting old. He's still not really my kind of person, but now I know all his bravado is because of basic insecurity. It helps to know people are inferior :P
Also, I just shaved my head bald. My hair was getting relatively long, and I've been dyng it green. Felt like a change I guess.
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