Moochie’s Musings (and a pic or two)

[Moochienanu]

Or just go fuck yourself. Whichever comes first.

 

[Moochienanu]

Oh!

You should have a pic to help with that. Here:

Edit: 2/23/22 - removed picture

 

[WoodenVibrator]

Thursdays are the new Mondays. Hopefully you have a better TuesFriday.

 

[Willingtoshare]

Hope you’re ok.

 

[sexywriterfla]

You should have a pic to help with that. Here:

Mmmmm lucky fingers.

 

[Shyguy1369]

Sometimes it’s okay to be unhappy.
Sometimes you have to sink into the sad in order to get out of it.
Sometimes there is nothing anyone can say.
Sometimes there is nothing anyone can do.
Sometimes there is nothing wrong with that.
Sometimes wallowing feels right.

Today is for feeling the pain.
It will get better if you want it to.
Thank you and good luck.

I want to hold you and hug you and tell you everything is going to be ok... and truly mean it. Unfortunately I cannot. I do know that you are one of the women here on Lit that I truly admire and believe are just as amazing in person as you are online. You are an inspiration, and I really hope you are doing better than when you posted this. I admire, adore and even 'love' you. I use the word love in this context to mean you how much I do care about your well being and as much as a sports fan cares about their favourite team... if that makes sense. You are truly an amazing woman, and I hope you never forget that.
((HUGGLES))

 

[Moochienanu]

90 seconds

This time I didn’t dig.
No tumbling down hill.
Didn’t crumble to pieces.
My hole is devoid of an occupant.
I had no need for real darkness.

I only needed 90 seconds with Him.
That was all.
90 seconds and I feel
Heard
Reassured
Wanted
Appreciated
Supported
And lucky.
I am so very lucky.

If only 90 seconds with Him can do that,
It’s no wonder I am constantly yearning for more.

He makes me want to be better for me.
Is this what “healthy” looks like?
If so, I think I like it.

 

[AngelicaS1780]

Or just go fuck yourself. Whichever comes first.

Amen.

 

[Moochienanu]

Amen.

 

[AlliaPotestas]

This time I didn’t dig.
No tumbling down hill.
Didn’t crumble to pieces.
My hole is devoid of an occupant.
I had no need for real darkness.

I only needed 90 seconds with Him.
That was all.
90 seconds and I feel
Heard
Reassured
Wanted
Appreciated
Supported
And lucky.
I am so very lucky.

If only 90 seconds with Him can do that,
It’s no wonder I am constantly yearning for more.

He makes me want to be better for me.
Is this what “healthy” looks like?
If so, I think I like it.

The ultimate goal has to be learning to give a shit about yourself without 90 seconds of him... a lot of us struggle with that and I love the powerful strides you are making towards it,

 

[AngelicaS1780]

The ultimate goal has to be learning to give a shit about yourself without 90 seconds of him... a lot of us struggle with that and I love the powerful strides you are making towards it,

May I have 90 seconds with a baseball bat instead, for a little Beyoncé “Hold Up” style therapy? I believe you have one by your bed, AP.

 

[AlliaPotestas]

May I have 90 seconds with a baseball bat instead? I believe you have one by your bed, AP.

Ermmm yes... since it’s you... do you need an alibi?

 

[AngelicaS1780]

Ermmm yes... since it’s you... do you need an alibi?

I edited my post to clarify my intentions. No alibi should be necessary. But it warms my heart to know that I could count on you.

 

[Moochienanu]

The ultimate goal has to be learning to give a shit about yourself without 90 seconds of him... a lot of us struggle with that and I love the powerful strides you are making towards it,

His words to me: “90 seconds makes me smile, and I was happy to have been there, and know that that’s been in you all along”

I know that it’s there. I also know when I get irrational (at least for now), I (still) need someone level-headed to ground me. He does an amazing job

 

[Moochienanu]

May I have 90 seconds with a baseball bat instead, for a little Beyoncé “Hold Up” style therapy? I believe you have one by your bed, AP.

Ermmm yes... since it’s you... do you need an alibi?

I edited my post to clarify my intentions. No alibi should be necessary. But it warms my heart to know that I could count on you.

So, I have to admit, I had never seen the video for that song... but now? *grabs my softball bat* I’m ready.

 

[Moochienanu]

Your piece makes me think how seemingly we could relate to a puddle of water.
Many times our actions have windfalls or repercussions for others around us. Depending on what it was we feel how it would be to be on the receiving end of a windfall or in the other case thankful that we avoided.
Sometimes we wish to be the maker of opportunities much like the rain creating puddles.

Your words do always warrant a deeper thought ..

Everything has a positive. Sometimes it takes someone else’s perspective explained to see it. I hate the whole “looking on the bright side” thing, but... really?... in the end.... it kinda works.

I’m. It sure what I love more.
The building of a storm, feeling the energy build, smelling the soaked earth miles away.
Or is it the release of energy, the thunder and crackle.
No it is the calm after the storm when all are safe and peaceful quiet surrounds our souls...

I love to be in the middle of it, when the rain drops fall fat against my skin, or from every conceivable angle due to the wind that makes the water pelt against all of me. I love being in the middle of that energy.

Lingerie inspired foreplay? Yes please! I agree about lace frills, but they sure do look good. And yes, that is exactly what I was talking about!! Sitting right under the folds of your bum cheeks is a much better way to describe that, thank-you! You always do have a wonderful way with words.

P.S. me too!

I know, right? I saw the fishnet tearing foreplay in a porn and now I really wanna try it! You’re so sweet to say I have a wonderful way with words. I sometimes wonder why I spend the time to put the pen to paper, but I keep doing it, so here we are!

P.S. Really appreciated the world-record hug today.

 

[Moochienanu]

Thursdays are the new Mondays. Hopefully you have a better TuesFriday.

Hope you’re ok.

I want to hold you and hug you and tell you everything is going to be ok... and truly mean it. Unfortunately I cannot. I do know that you are one of the women here on Lit that I truly admire and believe are just as amazing in person as you are online. You are an inspiration, and I really hope you are doing better than when you posted this. I admire, adore and even 'love' you. I use the word love in this context to mean you how much I do care about your well being and as much as a sports fan cares about their favourite team... if that makes sense. You are truly an amazing woman, and I hope you never forget that.
((HUGGLES))

I will or have already addressed you in private about things, so I’m just going to leave it as this: I am so good now, just needed to say my piece.

Oh, and also, for the inspiration of my messages yesterday, I have but one message left...

Imma fucking be me. You do you.

Edit: 2/23/22 - removed picture

 

[412len]

I have a story to tell. [sic] ... That’s the big moral of the story, y’all: don’t ever lie to me.

Great story you told (giggles) and I'm not lying when I tell you I wanna rip your panty off with my teeth. Enjoy your day.

 

[heathrowinneo]

As I sit and ponder
In my whirling mind
All that has happened
In such a short time...
But really, quite a while, right?
How could we not acknowledge
Everything.
See it all for
Its truth,
Its hunger,
Its emotion,
Its fluidity,
Its seemlessness,
Its passion,
Its raw need
It’s everything.
See me.
I am more than a little okay with this.

love the words...

 

[heathrowinneo]

It rained.
He said it did.
A storm with torrents of splashing, windy wonders.
He went out into it while I stayed indoors, unable to even get to a window and view it for myself.
I imagined what it would feel like to stand in the rain together, him holding me, feeling my heart beat like a little bird’s wings in my chest as we let the rain fall and the wind sweep around us, swaying and dancing.

By the time I was able to step out in the weather, however, all that was left for me were small, desiccating puddles.
No promised deluge to dance in.
Just signs that it had been here and gone.

I looked up at the sky, a light gray.
No surprise as the clouds had already expelled all their contents and wouldn’t have any left for a lone human to walk through on her way to the car.
I looked at one of those little pools and decidedly jumped into it, splashing it’s contents about the concrete.

i've read some of your work, great food for thought and contemplation with a deeper meaning. your words resonated with me as i read through enjoying the first of many cups of coffee. nothing is permanent...

 

[Willingtoshare]

I will or have already addressed you in private about things, so I’m just going to leave it as this: I am so good now, just needed to say my piece.

Oh, and also, for the inspiration of my messages yesterday, I have but one message left...

Imma fucking be me. You do you.

*giggles...

 

[heathrowinneo]

I will or have already addressed you in private about things, so I’m just going to leave it as this: I am so good now, just needed to say my piece.

Oh, and also, for the inspiration of my messages yesterday, I have but one message left...

Imma fucking be me. You do you.

and love the pics... fingers exploring or expressing an emotion...

 

[Moochienanu]

Great story you told (giggles) and I'm not lying when I tell you I wanna rip your panty off with my teeth. Enjoy your day.

Thank you. Not my best story, but pretty darn okay, I think. My pretty panties? With your teeth you say? That could be masticatingly fun.

love the words...

i've read some of your work, great food for thought and contemplation with a deeper meaning. your words resonated with me as i read through enjoying the first of many cups of coffee. nothing is permanent...

Thank you so much for spending a cup of coffee with me, I hope you enjoyed both thoroughly. Coffee is one of my favorite beverages. There is something about espresso...

You may be interested to know that I do have a (mostly) up to date index as my first post to this thread... I’ve been meaning to point it out for newer readers if they just want to see pics, musings, or my poems, they are linked there.

 

[heathrowinneo]

Thank you. Not my best story, but pretty darn okay, I think. My pretty panties? With your teeth you say? That could be masticatingly fun.







Thank you so much for spending a cup of coffee with me, I hope you enjoyed both thoroughly. Coffee is one of my favorite beverages. There is something about espresso...

You may be interested to know that I do have a (mostly) up to date index as my first post to this thread... I’ve been meaning to point it out for newer readers if they just want to see pics, musings, or my poems, they are linked there.

got it and i will explore some more there. yes coffee and a good read is quite enjoyable. i wonder some times how many take time to reflect and contemplate... which reminds me of a bumper sticker i once saw, the second greatest national deficit: critical thinking.

thanks for waking the neurons up this morning.

 

[Moochienanu]

*giggles...

*cheesy grins*

and love the pics... fingers exploring or expressing an emotion...

Glad to share my pictures... you’re so observant that my hands are often where I show my feelings. Sometimes I feel extra vulnerable, or awkward in front of the camera, and sometimes I feel like a bit of a bad ass. No matter what, though, I try my best.

got it and i will explore some more there. yes coffee and a good read is quite enjoyable. i wonder some times how many take time to reflect and contemplate... which reminds me of a bumper sticker i once saw, the second greatest national deficit: critical thinking.

thanks for waking the neurons up this morning.

That is a profound bumper sticker. Critical thinking is a huge part of my job, so maybe I am one of those people who can’t turn it off? Holy cow! Maybe that’s why I over think everything?! Maybe... I have to ponder that a bit more...