Thinkings, feelings and...doings ~ 2013

Would you come to events and sit at the other end of the long table and not be compelled to come sit in my lap?
Would I have to make small talk with strangers? Because I could probably sit quietly and control myself but if I had to do that AND chit-chat??
 
Right. gimme some of that MLM money!
My problem is I'm terribly honest! 😱

I start off all "yeah it's a great little smelly incense melter."

And end up somewhere between "if the bulb burns out, you'll never find a match to replace it" and "sometimes it may catch fire"
 
Would I have to make small talk with strangers? Because I could probably sit quietly and control myself but if I had to do that AND chit-chat??
Anyone I would want you to talk to would not mind you being quiet for a purpose. They would simply be happy that Im happy.
Anyone that's offended can go fuck themselves with a cactus.
 
Anyone I would want you to talk to would not mind you being quiet for a purpose. They would simply be happy that Im happy.
Anyone that's offended can go fuck themselves with a cactus.
Ok, I might be able to do this.
I’m not supposed to be wrapped around a little finger, playing a first crush type thing.
But here I fucking am.
 
The two of you are gonna know the moment I win the lottery
Maybe not the moment. cuz I see someone showing up at my door, dressed as a 1940s jazz singer, handing me a plane ticket, singing me a song, and then telling me that Itsy is waiting for my plane to land.

My problem is I'm terribly honest! 😱

I start off all "yeah it's a great little smelly incense melter."

And end up somewhere between "if the bulb burns out, you'll never find a match to replace it" and "sometimes it may catch fire"
well. I'd let you sell shit for me. The humor would be part of the appeal.
Ok, I might be able to do this.
I’m not supposed to be wrapped around a little finger, playing a first crush type thing.
But here I fucking am.
Would you be more comfortable sitting by my chair, with your head in my lap while I pet you?

I promise we will be sitting at the back wall of the restaurant.
No one else could see you... well.
 
No, I want them to see me. I want them to see how I put myself at your feet, debasing myself for you, because I know how you adore me.
I’m annoyed at myself, but proud of this.
 
No, I want them to see me. I want them to see how I put myself at your feet, debasing myself for you, because I know how you adore me.
I’m annoyed at myself, but proud of this.
well.

Now I want to go to every event within a hundred miles,
just so I can show you off.
 
...even then, I'll probably be forthright about the fact that I bite, scratch, houdini my ass out of rope and am a general nuisance 🤔
 
You have no idea how happy that would make me.
I would love to be your arm candy
mmmmm. candy. Happy, happy candy.
As long as you understand that I probably won't make you a cent unless I sell myself, we're golden
Oh. That's understood.
...even then, I'll probably be forthright about the fact that I bite, scratch, houdini my ass out of rope and am a general nuisance 🤔
That would only hike up the auction prices.
 
Thinking - Yum, Thank you Connor (bro)
Feeling - full - happy tummy
Doing - finishing my smash burger from Huda's in Philly
 
Thinking: I should get off my ass and make edibles. I've been told we are out.
Feeling: oddly shy. been letting friends read my other writings and... it's nerve-racking.

Doing: typing and poking myself till I go find my lost cookbook.
I want decadent pudding from scratch.
 
Thinking: I should get off my ass and make edibles. I've been told we are out.
Feeling: oddly shy. been letting friends read my other writings and... it's nerve-racking.

Doing: typing and poking myself till I go find my lost cookbook.
I want decadent pudding from scratch.
Yes. Cook for me!
 
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