2024-06-27 at 6:54 PM UTC
There's still no appetite and it's freaking me out bcus idk what's causing this and the sleeping so much. It doesn't feel like an emotional problem.
2024-06-27 at 7:06 PM UTC
I've noticed a new skin growth, like a mole or a skin tag. Idk which can appear over-night. All I know is it's some type of growth and not swollen skin so I'm going to phone the doctor tomorrow.
2024-06-27 at 7:49 PM UTC
I'm not going to do physical stuff tonight because I feel drained. I just showered, am about to take my supplements and the plan is to finish carving for cara, send emails, spend time learning hacking, make food, maybe watch an epispde of Lost, do my skincare then listen to hypnosis for hours.
2024-06-27 at 7:50 PM UTC
I want to listen to hypnosis for speed-reading and creative writing.
2024-06-27 at 8:02 PM UTC
I want a real man who isn't too cowardly to do something about my enemies. They're shockingly hard to find. Bloodshed is the quickest way to my heart.
2024-06-27 at 8:05 PM UTC
Now I'm sipping wine, staring at the rain and logged in to some game. Nothing ever goes to plan.
2024-06-27 at 8:16 PM UTC
Please baby Kafka sweetie, suck my fucking cock, please, I will fly you over and put you up in a 5 star hotel on the Miami beach.
2024-06-27 at 8:20 PM UTC
I can't stand cowards because I'm not one. Like when some chavs said they were going to hit my friend, I approached them at a bus depot all by myself, 7 chavs saying I would hit whoever. If a man isn't as brave as me it's very off-putting and a sign they aren't loyal. Loyalty and fearlessness are things I respect.
2024-06-27 at 8:42 PM UTC
Idk what your aim is Jig. If you're still salty I rejected you or if you think this will make me like you, it won't, you just come across as a bitch. It's pathetic that someone who prides themselves on being objective can't see that they've been reduced to a dog.
2024-06-27 at 8:47 PM UTC
Originally posted by Dirtbag
Idk what your aim is Jig. If you're still salty I rejected you or if you think this will make me like you, it won't, you just come across as a bitch. It's pathetic that someone who prides themselves on being objective can't see that they've been reduced to a dog.
You seem to still be salty I rejected your discord invite.
My aim here is pure entertainment, for myself, you are simply one of the MANY subjects that aid me in achieving that simple goal. If along the way it will result in some tit ass or vag pics that's a side bonus.
As a direct response to my aim on this topic I think I've made that pretty clear...You've called yourself out by constantly claiming to be a feminist (even though you don't even understand what that actually means)...but then clearly as per your post here looking for a "real man" demonstrate that's all a bullshit front and you just want to be a submissive relying on a manly man to fix your self created (and imagined) problems.
Thank you for today's entertainment, show bobs.
Anymore questions for daddy?
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2024-06-27 at 8:50 PM UTC
A woman doesn't need a man, until she tackles the pickle jar.
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2024-06-27 at 8:51 PM UTC
I'd jar my pickle up in dat thing that's for sho.
2024-06-27 at 8:54 PM UTC
Now where's that fucking sandwich.
2024-06-27 at 9:03 PM UTC
POLECAT
POLECAT is a motherfucking ferret
[my presentably immunised ammonification]
I'm looking at bakers staging to buy next week, I was all set to drop a G on a double set with all the extras, trap doors and dual wheels for stability when using 2 sections tall.
and then over on the side of the screen I see a wheeled motor that attaches to the staging with a joy stick up on the work area so you can roll across the floor without getting down or scooting it while still up on it.
$1700.00 plus battery's so 2 grand and i'll be rollin coal... oh and plus the G for the staging.. so 3 g's
looks like i'll be scootin cuz I need the 2 other g's for my sled trailer.
