Desultory and Impulsive

[y=mx+b]

Nice fit.





Odd that it applies to three out of four. Then again, three is odd.

Cheers

Three is also odd in that it is the last of the first set of three prime numbers in a row.

It's not to be trusted if you ask me.

 

[y=mx+b]

Waiting for the doctor to arrive...

The nurse read through the list of medications.

She was a younger woman
And she had a bit of an attitude

It seems as though the such has become a trend
But perhaps it is me

No matter
My wife is a nurse so for me it's like knowing a second language as far as picking up on the kind of personality they have or the kind of day they are having.

She was small
A snotty youthful small
With an attude of finally being free and financially independent--which by all means is not a bad position for a woman to find herself in. Good for her I say and those like her just as well.

But there was this... cuntyness cuntiness? to it. An aire of superiority.


So she reads the first med I'm on and I say "yep"
She pauses as if to say she wasn't looking for affirmation as it's already listed on the screen. I adopt a "so sorry for interrupting you" disposition and sit quietly as she reads the rest of the list to herself

Up until she gets to Viagra
To which she so freely announces as if to bring a sense of shame to my person.
I sense her looking at me as I continue gazing off at nothing in front of me

There is a pause of which i gathered was expected to be filled with an explanation.

Without breaking the cold blank gaze
I fell so comfortably inside of
I said...

"Yes. I like to make sure the women that ask me to rape them--bleed."

 

[y=mx+b]

I saw her last night

I told her how beautiful she was
That she was my poetry
My words
My thoughts
My feelings

I told her how
Everything comes from her
And goes back to her

I told her that I loved her
And that it hurts.


She was there.
I saw her
I studied her
She was naked
But wasn't freely sharing
She didn't have to.

I remembered.

But yet
She still moved
And would lift herself up
...just enough

Just enough to remember

She played with me and I let her
...up until I had enough

I mentioned the thought I shared with her earlier in the day.

This time I got to see her reaction
And it was everything I wanted it to be.


I will never not love her.
It is beyond my control.

 

[oldasspussy]

Fuck it. I'm posting it.

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nice sag to those balls

 

[y=mx+b]

nice sag to those balls

Thank you.

They were quite full the moment the picture was taken.​

 

[jezzilee]

Thank you.

They were quite full the moment the picture was taken.​

Well I certainly hope they were properly drained...

 

[y=mx+b]

Well I certainly hope they were properly drained...

They were.
I have a video of it happening.

--Somewhere.​

 

[Misshotndeep]

Fuck it. I'm posting it.

.

I love the way the back muscle are cut by the light. Very artistic!

 

[y=mx+b]

I love the way the back muscle are cut by the light. Very artistic!

Thank you!

 

[xSleepingBeauty]

Thank you.

They were quite full the moment the picture was taken.​

Beautiful male form. I love this.

They were.
I have a video of it happening.

--Somewhere.​

I would also love to see you cumming. Probably like every other woman here.

 

[y=mx+b]

Brain alters an ending love

...my love.

No ending is that can it be?
No.

Not between us.
Not between anyone.

Between self and substance
Something sought to escape.

Not love.

Love holds somehow.
Even when it doesn't

It is there
Felt in the feelings of those felt unloved
Unthought about
Forgotten

...and unspoken to.


They feel it.

--we feel it.​

I feel it out of you
Which is why you keep reading

And I hate it
Because I love it

Cutting you in how like I do
Full of myself being so full of you.

Masculine
Feminine
Fun
Unfun

The wanting to be so left alone

...in a crowd​

...on stage.​

Yelling...

LOOK AT ME!!!!!​

please.....
just looked at me.


i matter
and i love.

 

[y=mx+b]

Beautiful male form. I love this.



I would also love to see you cumming. Probably like every other woman here.

I almost want to say.... "If 30 different women post expressing such an interest within the next 24 hours, you all may get to see it happen."

But I've yet to be fully convinced that half the women here aren't men circle jerking themselves, or women posing as what they believe to be prettier women for the sake of making them feel good about themselves.

That, and because one of you freaks may create (or already have) thirty different alts. and post in order to see me make a fool out of myself.



Because crazy attracts crazy and it's pretty well established I ain't all there.

 

[y=mx+b]

The ambien I took an hour ago has yet to fully kick in.

I am. Now having doubts that it will.


No matter I am kinda enjoying the 3-D raised letter affect it is creating with the letters I have to type for the words you have to read on my phone on yore phone or chosen screen upon which you read things like this stuff on.

Admittedly I'm feeling rather emotional at the moment. I kinda have this fear if I force myself to try and sleep I will end up having an emotional breakdown which will wake my wife which I really don't want to do because she is my peaceful.

Perhaps I will just shut this all off and pretend doing so does so for everything else.



No... no "perhaps"
That is exactly what I am going to do.

 

[raindancer]

Fuck. Me. Damn. Wonderful images and words.

 

[xSleepingBeauty]

I almost want to say.... "If 30 different women post expressing such an interest within the next 24 hours, you all may get to see it happen."

But I've yet to be fully convinced that half the women here aren't men circle jerking themselves, or women posing as what they believe to be prettier women for the sake of making them feel good about themselves.

That, and because one of you freaks may create (or already have) thirty different alts. and post in order to see me make a fool out of myself.



Because crazy attracts crazy and it's pretty well established I ain't all there.

Ain't too proud to beg....

Seriously. There should be a contest or something for this. Winner gets to see y=mx+b's orgasm.

 

[y=mx+b]

30-1=29

 

[y=mx+b]

30-2=28

 

[y=mx+b]

Actually... interest has been expressed by one (1). The tally has been corrected

30-1=29

 

[rubydlite]

Actually... interest has been expressed by one (1). The tally has been corrected

30-1=29

Some of us aren't so openly vocal about our desires

 

[y=mx+b]

Some of us aren't so openly vocal about our desires

Not my problem.

 

[L0tus]

This is the hammer with the handle of which I said I wanted to--and plan to--shove up her asshole.

She has yet to get back to me.​

She might be worried about splinters!

 

[y=mx+b]

She might be worried about splinters!

Again. Not my problem.

 

[Wife of Bath]

Not particularly.

 

[y=mx+b]

Not particularly.

I wish I could adequately explain how it makes me feel to see you post in my thread.

There is this felt sense of the room hushing and everyone taking note of you. The woman. The muse. The light which bring color to the words that I write.

I feel like a child experiencing the sensation of barometric pressure for the first time. The feeling of all the air in the building whooshing up from behind and exiting the building once the door to the outside has been opened.

But the air doesn't come whooshing---because it surrounded me. I was a part of it. It pulled at me as much as it pushed. And I wanted to go with it, to be taken away... me belonging to it as much as it belonging to me

However, I was--just as I am now--left standing
Stuck on--human.

And you--over there--just as well.

 

[xSleepingBeauty]

I wish I could adequately explain how it makes me feel to see you post in my thread.

There is this felt sense of the room hushing and everyone taking note of you. The woman. The muse. The light which bring color to the words that I write.

I feel like a child experiencing the sensation of barometric pressure for the first time. The feeling of all the air in the building whooshing up from behind and exiting the building once the door to the outside has been opened.

But the air doesn't come whooshing---because it surrounded me. I was a part of it. It pulled at me as much as it pushed. And I wanted to go with it, to be taken away... me belonging to it as much as it belonging to me

However, I was--just as I am now--left standing
Stuck on--human.
True.
And you--over there--just as well.

True...