myperfectenemy @ : Immediate goal:
Go to Ron's Halloween Shop and buy a few wigs for EVERY DAY WEAR and PICTURE TAKING.
Not for Halloween. I will be working.
Not for Halloween. I will be working.
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11th October 2008
myperfectenemy @ : Immediate goal:
Not for Halloween. I will be working. 10th October 2008
myperfectenemy @ : Womanizer.
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tescovee @ : Bone Long And Hard....Forever And Ever, Amen!
Anyway, you hermans keep it real while I'm gone and don't be surprised if I shank a drunken hitman post from the "internet cafe" they have onboard. Pray for me. Pray for the other passengers. Hell, pray for my cock.
starbroken1 @ :
I feel so fat. I think I'm ugly. I'm whining like a teenager. But I feel so horrible. I keep comparing myself to other girls. I'm not ready for a relationship. I don't like my body right now, and until then I don't see how I can acutally like you. I want you to stop eating with me/ in front of me. You eat all the time. You seem to always be hungry. It's fine, but when I ask you to not eat in front of me, you don't care. So I'll walk away and you'll bug out. You don't understand, I have to! I think I want to be alone. You ask why I want to be alone so bad. This is why. I'm not ready. I'm not okay. I thought about not having anymore kids just so I could get a tummy tuck. I know it's not natural, but I don't care. I was going to the gym, then I stopped cuz I didn't have anyone to help me watch the baby. And when you got out of work, you didn't want me to go so I stayed with you, on your couch eating w/e the fuck we ate. Then falling asleep. I hate that life. When we do go out, it's too a food place, or drinking. jesus. I feel like the only way to get better is to fix myself, but I don't know how. Current Mood:
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9th October 2008
myperfectenemy @ : The Harlequin.
myperfectenemy @ : V3.
I’ve bet no one knew I got no one new No I said I’m through, but got love for you But I’m not lovin’ you the way I wanted to Gotta keep it going, keep the lovin’ going Keep it on a roll Only god knows if I’ll be with you Baby I’m confused You choose, you choose I’m not lovin' you the way I wanted to Where I want to go, I don’t need you I’ve been down this road too many times before I’m not lovin' you the way I wanted to So keep ya love lockdown.
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tescovee @ : Love Beads
Then I realized that, by and large, women are selfish lovers and typically chickenshit when it comes to exploring a man's pleasure. Anyway, this Asian chick I used to sport fuck....or get sport fucked by, actually, had supposedly learned the use of anal beads from her mother. I really don't give a fuck where she learned it. All I know is that she LEARNED it and actually enjoyed the application of such a wonderful activity. See, most men are chickenshit little bitches when it comes to the ass and any insertion therein. There's this stigma that if you take anything up your ass, it must mean you are queer. More so if you actually ENJOY anal exploration. Those of us out there who know enough and are secure in their own sexuality, queer or otherwise, understand the value in toying with the prostate. I myself love having my prostate violated, either through the "taint", or in my ass. Years ago, I was fortunate enough to meet this Asian chick who introduced me to that simple little device, the anal beads. After a suitable amount of penetration had passed she would begin inserting beads, one at a time, over the course of the final moments of thrusting that led up to my orgasm. She would know almost EXACTLY how long It would be until I actually ejaculated, magical bitch that she was. She would feed these things into me after a specific number of strokes until the strand was all the way in my ass. Then, as I began to spasm with ejaculation, she'd pull out the entire string of beads with a very specific speed. The individual beads would massage my throbbing prostate as they were withdrawn, effectively making me cum in torrents and speak in fucking tongues. I miss those sessions as they would completely drain me. I eventually lost contact with this woman after a couple of apartment moves. It's just as well for she was not one to be nailed down to one guy for very long. It would've been outstanding if I'd kept her around for some polyamorous bliss. Alas, it was never in the cards. I will, however, always remember her expertise and forever TRY to encourage other lovers to engage in the same level of exploration. You never quite know what sort of sex slave you can create from such magic. Now go do that voodoo that you do so well. Ciao.
myperfectenemy @ : Weekly.
@ 10:46 AM -- uneasy. @ 12:43 PM -- useless. @ 3:52 PM -- nervous. Thursday, Oct. 02: @ 11:32 AM -- happy. @ 1:35 PM -- horny. @ 3:23 PM -- lazy. @ 3:46 PM -- starving. @ 10:48 PM -- content. Friday, Oct. 03: @ 11:30 AM -- hungry. @ 2:58 PM -- interested. Saturday, Oct. 04: @ 8:41 AM -- dreamy. @ 11:42 PM -- frustrated. Sunday, Oct. 05: @ 9:29 AM -- wanted. @ 11:36 AM -- whatever. @ 2:01 PM -- good. Monday, Oct. 06: @ 9:52 PM -- excited. Tuesday, Oct. 07: @ 12:24 PM -- ugh. @ 9:29 PM -- pissy.
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tescovee @ : WSS
Weird, stupid shit, man. Weird, stupid shit.
myperfectenemy @ : Things to buy:
2) new mattress 3) second camera battery looks like a grand, easy.
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My stereo is no longer reading any CD I put in it. No music for me for forever, oh how exciting. 8th October 2008
myperfectenemy @ : V2.
I can’t keep my cool, so I keep it true I got something to lose, so I gotta move I can’t keep myself and still keep you too So I keep in mind when I’m on my own Somewhere far from home, in the danger zone How many times did I tell you ‘fore it finally got through You lose, you lose I’m not lovin’ you the way I wanted to See I had to go, see I had to move No more wastin’ time, you can’t wait for life We're just racin’ time, where’s the finish line? So keep ya love lockdown.
myperfectenemy @ : I miss my laptop. :[
I was going to buy a second laptop, anyone. One strictly for writing. Maybe I should get it sooner.
tescovee @ : T Day
There's a story behind a drunken Jason putting his cock in the pecan pie just before kicking the turkey right off the table. I might not be allowed at that particular party anymore, but will be happy to refresh the tradition at a new, unsuspecting one. Fuck a bunch of you.
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tescovee @ : Jinx Me Not (a house selling update)
Stroke my magic cock and chant three times: You're selling that bitch! You're selling that bitch! You're selling that bitch! Thank you for your kind attention to this matter. 7th October 2008
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