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hungry rectum Sometimes I'm in a state of mind in which I truly and honestly don't need anyone other than myself, a state of mind in which I'm not a vulnerable twig waiting to be broken, in then I can really enjoy simply and good natured-ly human relations without all the constant aura of shit which usually surrounds them. But then I can also see objectively how people shoot their own legs by getting angry over silly arguments and get insulted and get furious, and it just feels like a shame. A real pity it is I tell you. But It all temporarily flows down the shower drain, relieving me of my agonies, right along with a small amount of semen |