Desultory and Impulsive

[y=mx+b]

You've just now reached that point? Consider yourself lucky.

And I saw the post you're referring to (since I frequent there more than Am pics), don't take it to heart.

Meh.

It's a point of fact I've long accepted. No fears of coming off as a cock block or talking out of pocket here at home.

 

[y=mx+b]

Laying in bed...

 

[y=mx+b]

Wanting to have an orgasm because the last one you just had was just so beautiful has got to be one of the dumbest narcissistic states of being a person could possibly have.

But here I sit replaying in my head all the things I just did to myself; to what I was watching, thinking, all while I was doing them to myself and I'm like... "fuck..."

The orgasm... the slow building of my ejaculate. The lobbing emission of it. Heavy and thick warm and perfect. Just fucking perfect. Everything I ever wanted in an orgasm.

I wish it was like that all the time. Across my body. Across a woman's face. In her asshole. In her vagina. The kind that makes a guy look at it. Touch it. Feel the fertility in it and think... "there's life in that."

 

[JustAnotherFlower]

I'm failing with words tonight, but your photo and written passage deserve praise other than in my mind. One long drawn out "Mm..fuck..."

 

[Wife of Bath]

I can’t decide if naïveté is adorable or just boring.

 

[y=mx+b]

I'm failing with words tonight, but your photo and written passage deserve praise other than in my mind. One long drawn out "Mm..fuck..."

I appreciate that; in spite believing you lacked the words, you used those that you did, in such a way that caused me to feel as though what of myself that I share is admirable and worth my time putting out there.

Thank you

 

[y=mx+b]

I can’t decide if naïveté is adorable or just boring.

What is the context?
I am not certain as to what you mean.

 

[y=mx+b]

So...

I said I didn't much care for the new foo fighters song because it sounds lazy to me.

Well... it still does.

But then I saw the video and well goddamnit. I guess I can get onboard with it. Visually

 

[y=mx+b]

Yeah it's quarter to 4am and I'm posting. Fuck you. Don't judge me. I just had a thought.


Chicks that wanna smoke weed/score edibles no longer have to deal with giving the kind of guy that has the weed/edibles a blow-job.

This of course sucks for him. But hey... want cannabis legal there's going to be concessions fuck head.

I am of course generalizing stoner chicks. And I'm sorry for my baseless assumptions but the reason why I was so turned off by you types back in highschool was because every time I saw any of you blitzed in the hallway I figured Derrick got you so and in return you blew him in the woods just off the cross-country course.

It wasn't so much you were all a bunch of junky stoner chicks. It was because Derrick was such an opportunistic fuck-tard. And well... you blew him or better.

Now increased legalization is taking a cut out of that douche bag's appeal and you all are left with the memories of what you felt compelled to have to do just to get a little stoned.

Ah... those were the days.

G'mornight.

 

[y=mx+b]

Having come to realize that my thread is beyond half over I've been contemplating what songs I want to play during the rolling end credits.

 

[JustAnotherFlower]

Having come to realize that my thread is beyond half over I've been contemplating what songs I want to play during the rolling end credits.

Aren't you rushing the ending? You're barely over the mid-hump.

Personally, I think you should sing the final song.

 

[rubydlite]

Yeah it's quarter to 4am and I'm posting. Fuck you. Don't judge me. I just had a thought.


Chicks that wanna smoke weed/score edibles no longer have to deal with giving the kind of guy that has the weed/edibles a blow-job.

This of course sucks for him. But hey... want cannabis legal there's going to be concessions fuck head.

I am of course generalizing stoner chicks. And I'm sorry for my baseless assumptions but the reason why I was so turned off by you types back in highschool was because every time I saw any of you blitzed in the hallway I figured Derrick got you so and in return you blew him in the woods just off the cross-country course.

It wasn't so much you were all a bunch of junky stoner chicks. It was because Derrick was such an opportunistic fuck-tard. And well... you blew him or better.

Now increased legalization is taking a cut out of that douche bag's appeal and you all are left with the memories of what you felt compelled to have to do just to get a little stoned.

Ah... those were the days.

G'mornight.

I never once blew a guy for pot...but I was a stoner hippie chick. Not jerky though.

I still am a stoner hippie chick, still not a jerk but the boy does get blowies after we smoke a joint, here in the true north strong and free.

 

[Beth87]

This strikes me peculiarly interesting.

During one of my bored-with-myself lit surfing moments I just so happened upon a conversation about me.

It was serendipitous as it's next to impossible to do a vanity search on my username and so yeah... talk about me all you want. I'll never know--unless linked.

Anyway I was like... "holy shit! I'm being mentioned! I'm POPULAR!"

But they were all like... "yeah... he scares me."

And I'm like... honest to fuck.

Literally have no idea why someone could or would be scared of you

really sucks that they would talk about you like this

 

[y=mx+b]

Aren't you rushing the ending? You're barely over the mid-hump.

Personally, I think you should sing the final song.

No. For all I know I may go on a blitzkrieg of manic and depressive posts about longing, lust, and shit I've no idea what the fuck I'm talking about and shouldnt be talking about it but fuck convention and before I know it... bam 5000 posts.


Fuck convention.... I'd attend it. No I wouldn't. Well I would but I'd need a date.

 

[y=mx+b]

I never once blew a guy for pot...but I was a stoner hippie chick. Not jerky though.

I still am a stoner hippie chick, still not a jerk but the boy does get blowies after we smoke a joint, here in the true north strong and free.

I envy people who can get stoned and still function.

The rotation of the earth wants to fling me off into outer space every time I've lit-up and my insides get all fighty-fighty. So while everyone is grooving and vibing and being all sexy philosophical and deep with each other I'm isolated in the corner being the physical incarnate manifestation of The Lord of The Flies in all its totality trapped inside the visual cortex of M.C. Escher hanging on for goddamn dear life to not be catapulted toward The Planet of the Apes where upon my body would burst open like the egg sack of a wolf spider and thousands of little me's would lay siege having to fend for survival.

 

[y=mx+b]

Literally have no idea why someone could or would be scared of you

really sucks that they would talk about you like this

It didn't so much suck as it was... I don't know... like looking in a mirror or having that one friend of yours laying a hint that perhaps you should switch to drinking water for the rest of the night.

I get it. I'm not going to. But I get it.

 

[y=mx+b]

I want to lick lady crotch

 

[y=mx+b]

https://66.media.tumblr.com/5979a7d49efe9d05bd893809663af441/tumblr_pa4e3uq8Ny1v7dt6vo1_500.gif
yep.

 

[Beth87]

It didn't so much suck as it was... I don't know... like looking in a mirror or having that one friend of yours laying a hint that perhaps you should switch to drinking water for the rest of the night.

I get it. I'm not going to. But I get it.

ive had a moment like that recently about my activities on here. it's like looking over the abyss and deciding whether to walk it back or say fuck it and dive right the fuck in. I was walking it back but then this week i jumped head first right in there...pass me that shot mr bartender; we are bringing it all down tonight

 

[y=mx+b]

Intermission.

 

[y=mx+b]

GB or The Playground

GB. All the way.


In all my forever years being here I've never once felt welcome in The Playground. Not ever once. I've posted and I will post. But yeah, when I do it feels like an episode of Star Trek where the crew of the U.S.S. Enterprise finds themselves on a utopian planet where all the inhabitants happily commingle and pride themselves in the projection of being inclusive. But they really aren't. There's all these unspoken rules and deep seeded inabilities to look past grammatical errors. Every time I post I anticipate one of the residence to be all "tsk tsk tsk it is it's not its" thus rendering whatever I was saying; no matter how sound or meaningful it was (and therefore I), absolutely irrevocably stupid and dismissable.

Never ran into that so much on the GB

 

[y=mx+b]

This of course isn't to say that the GB is not without fault.

Lotta jaded cynical bitterness on that planet

 

[y=mx+b]

Posted accidentally

Thought not done


Post ruined

 

[y=mx+b]

Fuck.


That was an absolute tragic mistake on my part.

 

[y=mx+b]

I had this dream last night where I had four cars and each car had something wrong with it. One was a convertible with a top that only closed half-way.

I don't remember what was wrong with the other three cars. But it all was something stupid like that. Fucking goddamn annoyances

I was jockeying them all somewhere. Someone... maybe a brother was helping me? I don't know. Doesn't matter. It was raining and I was pissed the fuck off and I lived in the city and where was I going to park them and why is everything in my life like this... cobbled together half functional hand-me-down pieces of shit and four fucking cars. Why do I have them anyway goddamnit!

And then I was like... "Yeah. Why do I have them? I could just... get rid of them. Problem fucking solved. Done. No more. Good fucking bye."

I woke up shortly after that

And you know what?

For once in a very long time
I woke up
Feeling pretty goddamn good.