Endless_Night
Literotica Guru
- Joined
- Sep 5, 2013
- Posts
- 15,367
That is torturous!
Right? Cruelty! Plain and simple.
Follow along with the video below to see how to install our site as a web app on your home screen.
Note: This feature may not be available in some browsers.
That is torturous!
Right? Cruelty! Plain and simple.
Or masochistic?
More like sadism.
* * *
And on a separate note. It is so very odd to look into the mirror and see a brunette!
A brunette with blonde roots?
You don't see that every day
I changed hair colour about six weeks ago. I am not sure what colour to call what I now have. I have settled for brassy-but-I-like-it. G is calling it ' different golden. Copperish gold'. Given a choice of brunette, blonde red I really don't know which I am now. Maybe all three a bit. .
This stupid nonsense about red coffee cups has me grinding my teeth. I want to find the whining religious asshole (who unfortunately lives in another 'burb not all that far from home, and embarrasses my fondness for my chosen home state), turn switch, and beat him until my arms get too tired to move. Or maybe drown him in the Fountain of his town. (Which is pretty cool for an obnoxious waste of water.)
Why does all this nonsense even bother me, considering I'm pagan-if-anything?
<snip>and embarrasses my fondness for my chosen home state</snip>
I've started a new list for jewellery on etsy. I have several lists of stuff I like on there right now. I cannot remember when I was last so .....'wanty'. Lots of lingerie and skirts, now shiny things. I was trying to work out when I last wanted 'stuff' so much and looking back I think it was when I last had to watch money so closely. I NEED shoes or boots for winter, I do not NEED a necklace.
Sorry, DGE
"At last, after two thousand years of research, the illudium Q-36 explosive space modulator. At last..."
Hugs, DGE! I can SO relate...
LOL. Ab-so-lute-ly!
DGE.
Hugs DGE!
Master prefers his grape juice carefully fermented, in case of impurities (so I'm told).
DGE... ( i _ i )
Hugs to DGE and to Paris. This horrible day puts so many things into perspective.
DGE!
Honey! Find a way to decompress. You deserve a little less insanity.
Thank you.
You fucking try, you know, and sometimes your bridge just collapses.
I'm trying to deal responsibly with this shit. My dad is a fucking nightmare, I went off a medication that I went on to help me deal, and the withdrawal is fucking hell, a person for whom I care deeply is in the biggest personal shitstorm of her life and I'm attacking work with long hours to compensate for all this shit.
Last week, I put my senses of humor and perspective in a hole and beat them with a flat shovel, and I disposed of the shovel in a dumpster.
Everyone seems angry at me, probably because I'm enraged with all humans for their total idiocy, and my theory is that when people sense that you want to strangle them, they aren't as receptive to you as they might be.
Good evening, and God bless America.