Moochie’s Meandering Missives (and a pic or two)
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HotChef1970
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Beautiful words, and a very soft and inviting pictureSoft, sweet hands,
Fingers following curves.
A smile not seen for weeks,
Infectious,
Begging to be kissed.
The way
Lips, teeth, tongue
Touch and tumble
Together
Like lazy limbs longingly
Left lounging,
Waiting for those
Stolen moments
When warm flesh
Meets ripe minds.
Todger65
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My ability to tolerate physical pain
Sometimes makes others pause.
Yesterday, I was told by a surprised professional,
That others would have cried
With the physical extreme I was put through.
Instead, I secretly took the slight discomfort
And placed it in a newly labeled box in my head.
It felt good to have a stranger acknowledge
My outward stoicism
While inside my mind,
In that box,
Turmoil was erupting.
A modicum of seeming control
In an otherwise uncontrollable circumstance.
Image removed on 3/21/22
Sometimes makes others pause.
Yesterday, I was told by a surprised professional,
That others would have cried
With the physical extreme I was put through.
Instead, I secretly took the slight discomfort
And placed it in a newly labeled box in my head.
It felt good to have a stranger acknowledge
My outward stoicism
While inside my mind,
In that box,
Turmoil was erupting.
A modicum of seeming control
In an otherwise uncontrollable circumstance.
Image removed on 3/21/22
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blade_rocknut
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My ability to tolerate physical pain
Sometimes makes others pause.
Yesterday, I was told by a surprised professional,
That others would have cried
With the physical extreme I was put through.
Instead, I secretly took the slight discomfort
And placed it in a newly labeled box in my head.
It felt good to have a stranger acknowledge
My outward stoicism
While inside my mind,
In that box,
Turmoil was erupting.
A modicum of seeming control
In an otherwise uncontrollable circumstance.
Todger65
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It can be good to control pain in some circumstances, it shows your determination.
Moochienanu
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I don’t know how to control pain,
But rather,
My reaction to it...
Usually.
Sometimes, He can take me by surprise
With just the right pleasurable sting,
Thus making my reaction
Less calculated
Than when I know something is coming.
For the record,
I love how He can do this to me.
Todger65
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Ah, I misunderstood. I realise now what you meant. It shows he knows how far to take you to keep you just over the edge of complacency.
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remarkably clean Teddy, does he go in the washing machine.
AngelicaS1780
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Such beauty and insight in your words. 
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I’m intoxicated.
I drank three fingers twice over of a bourbon I just bought.
It’s good, but I can’t help but think of how good you will feel soon.
So soon.
With your hands running up and down my skin,
And the way your lips move with mine...
It is magic any time the two of us are in the same room.
I want to be something you dream of.
Wishing I could be the one who
Can make your brain fill with that passionate need
To hold me any time I am nearby.
I wish that I could shake this feeling
Of complete inadequacy.
I drank three fingers twice over of a bourbon I just bought.
It’s good, but I can’t help but think of how good you will feel soon.
So soon.
With your hands running up and down my skin,
And the way your lips move with mine...
It is magic any time the two of us are in the same room.
I want to be something you dream of.
Wishing I could be the one who
Can make your brain fill with that passionate need
To hold me any time I am nearby.
I wish that I could shake this feeling
Of complete inadequacy.
Moochienanu
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I’ve taken to dressing Manni in premie onesies these days. I haven’t ever put him in the wash. I probably should have at least once I can think of: he was in my purse and I had put a corn on the cob in there with him (yes, this really happened) for a few minutes to free my hands up while getting myself and my child on a train, and he got covered in buttery corn stuff. I just wiped him down and dealt with a bit of a buttery smell for a couple days. We keep it classy like that.
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ohverbatum7
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Manni has a disdainful expression, Could it be because of his privilege location in comparison to we Litsers who can only look and envy.?
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After my last song tonight (We Belong by Pat Benatar)
The bartender came over and said that there was a man who wanted to buy me a drink,
And would I like another Red Bull?
It was too late for another highly caffeinated beverage,
So I said, “would he be willing to buy me some scotch?”
The bartender went over and asked,
Then poured me two fingers of Glenlivet 12.
The guy then came over and said that my voice was worth the most expensive drink in the bar.
It was sweet, but I think he was probably pouring on the syrup to see if I would give him my number.
Spoiler: I didn’t.
Instead I sipped the whiskey and wondered whether Daddy would kiss the scotch from my lips.
Image removed on 3/21/22
The bartender came over and said that there was a man who wanted to buy me a drink,
And would I like another Red Bull?
It was too late for another highly caffeinated beverage,
So I said, “would he be willing to buy me some scotch?”
The bartender went over and asked,
Then poured me two fingers of Glenlivet 12.
The guy then came over and said that my voice was worth the most expensive drink in the bar.
It was sweet, but I think he was probably pouring on the syrup to see if I would give him my number.
Spoiler: I didn’t.
Instead I sipped the whiskey and wondered whether Daddy would kiss the scotch from my lips.
Image removed on 3/21/22
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Lions and tigers and bears OhMy !!!!
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After my last song tonight (We Belong by Pat Benatar)
The bartender came over and said that there was a man who wanted to buy me a drink,
And would I like another Red Bull?
It was too late for another highly caffeinated beverage,
So I said, “would he be willing to buy me some scotch?”
The bartender went over and asked,
Then poured me two fingers of Glenlivet 12.
The guy then came over and said that my voice was worth the most expensive drink in the bar.
It was sweet, but I think he was probably pouring on the syrup to see if I would give him my number.
Spoiler: I didn’t.
Instead I sipped the whiskey and wondered whether Daddy would kiss the scotch from my lips.
Here’s to feeling good all the time.
A friend of mine knocks muh fuckers out with I Touch Myself by Divinyls. I usually will even score a drink or two from her performance.
Todger65
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Always thinking of Daddy. You know it makes sense.
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,,, great taste in scotch
Moochienanu
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I fell into you.
Into the feel of your body,
Of your skin against mine
And the way your heart
Holds mine within it
Like fingers intertwined.
I fell into you.
Into the feel of you deep,
Of your tongue’s movements
And the way your words
Unglue me from reality
Like floating above the world.
I fell into you.
Into the feel of your weight,
Of how you feel just there
And the way your hands move
As I let go with you
Like nothing that has been before.
I fell into you.
Into the feel of you pressed against,
Of your kiss on my lips
And the way I melt with you
As you fill me completely
Like the end will never come.
I fell into you.
Into the feel of your body,
Of your skin against mine
And the way your heart
Holds mine within it
Like fingers intertwined.
I fell into you.
Into the feel of you deep,
Of your tongue’s movements
And the way your words
Unglue me from reality
Like floating above the world.
I fell into you.
Into the feel of your weight,
Of how you feel just there
And the way your hands move
As I let go with you
Like nothing that has been before.
I fell into you.
Into the feel of you pressed against,
Of your kiss on my lips
And the way I melt with you
As you fill me completely
Like the end will never come.
Todger65
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Beautiful words.
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After my last song tonight (We Belong by Pat Benatar)
The bartender came over and said that there was a man who wanted to buy me a drink,
And would I like another Red Bull?
It was too late for another highly caffeinated beverage,
So I said, “would he be willing to buy me some scotch?”
The bartender went over and asked,
Then poured me two fingers of Glenlivet 12.
The guy then came over and said that my voice was worth the most expensive drink in the bar.
It was sweet, but I think he was probably pouring on the syrup to see if I would give him my number.
Spoiler: I didn’t.
Instead I sipped the whiskey and wondered whether Daddy would kiss the scotch from my lips.
C'mon, you knew that was a silly question when you thought it. Although,give the guy his due: fortune favours the bold, right? (And, he seems to have taken his defeat like a man.)
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I’ve lost my mind.
It has fallen out of my ear,
And slid down my neck.
It flopped off my shoulder
And I stepped forward,
Smashing it to bits under my heel.
I am a mindless nothing now.
Perhaps it can be put back later
When thinking like this isn’t necessary...
Because I want to cry.
Because I want to feel something.
Because I want to stop wishing for things I will never have.
Because I want to keep myself from myself.
Because I will never be someone special, a priority.
Because I am not who I was and haven’t a clue how to be.
Because I want to sob into a pillow.
I need to mourn the passing of this mind now.
It has fallen out of my ear,
And slid down my neck.
It flopped off my shoulder
And I stepped forward,
Smashing it to bits under my heel.
I am a mindless nothing now.
Perhaps it can be put back later
When thinking like this isn’t necessary...
Because I want to cry.
Because I want to feel something.
Because I want to stop wishing for things I will never have.
Because I want to keep myself from myself.
Because I will never be someone special, a priority.
Because I am not who I was and haven’t a clue how to be.
Because I want to sob into a pillow.
I need to mourn the passing of this mind now.
