I'm sitting at Aroma with a coffee and a joint looking at the people around me. None of them have an idea of how horny I am right now. It's like an engine inside me.
It feels like a train going at full speed in suspended motion. Yet there is nothing I can do about it. I have to wait until the train finds a station and I can get up and walk away hoping that walking will dim some of this latent energy building up inside.
There is only one way to break free from this cage ... to step into another.
I haven't been here long. Whaaaat? Don't look so surprised!
Is chivalry completely gone in the world? Has human interaction been reduced to a conversation of "hello you look interesting... You like anal?"
I get it, human meat market, but seriously? If it isn't how much someone wants to spank me, it's how much someone wants me to spank them.
It's disgusting. Don't get me wrong let everyone's freak fly and be free. What is disgusting is the complete and utter lack of human respect. Sending a dick pick instead of a hello?!?! It's eye rape.
Oh to all the virtual werewolves, knights, lions and whatever spirit animal you resonate with...... If you want to cum at home in your own hand, alone, don't waste my time... I prefer to deal with jizz in person.
Yes, am I probably naive af? Totally! Maybe I'm too fucking good for this world, no, I ABSOLUTELY am. I find joy in life it's self. Everything is interconnected through space and time. No, I'm not sorry. I'm enlightened and know who I am and I'm looking for the people who see the world in a similar perspective.
Needed some postcoital hydration. Then suddenly I wanted a postcoital J, but you can't have a J without postcoital coffee! Oy vey NO! While making the coffee, I suddenly thought what would make this absolutely perfect is... postcoital cake!!
This is the postcoital buffet that should become a family tradition near and far!
