Needfull Thing
Literotica Guru
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- Jan 24, 2006
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So, I've been here for a number of years, sticking my nose in where it isn't wanted and every once in a while making a statement or point that bears some resemblance to an actual deep thought or passionate opinion. I've made a few friends, some of which I lost to the Eather of the internet.
But do any of you really have any idea who I am? I'm pretty sure not. I'm the guy you walk past on the street and don't really notice. The dude you bum a smoke from outside the DMV and talk about your marital troubles to, because you wont see him again. The man you find yourself liking for a little while in your local tavern, but wouldn't exchange numbers with because it just never occured to ya.
I am Mister Everyman, walking down the boulevard of broken dreams, wandering through life unnoticed in the background. I'm not great looking or horrid enough to make you pay attention. I'm not so charming as to make an impression or so geeky as to cause distress. I'm Mr. Inbetween.
There are many of us.
We're not happy or sad, we just get along in life the best we can. But a lot of us are secretly heroes, giving a word of comfort or a shoulder to cry on. We always show up to change a tire on a dark and lonely night. Someone like me probably saved your life once, somewhere far away and then did a fade.
This is our place, those of us who slip through the cracks. Here we can be ourselves and show who we really are. We can joke and laugh and flirt without fear of rejection or getting our hopes up. We can talk about anything we want.
Maybe we'll give the other, pretty people, a glimpse of us. And they might just remember what they saw. Come on in, if you dare and if any of my old friends from years past happen to see this, drop me a line. I miss you.
To start off, I want to talk about pictures. Has anybody else the trouble I have resizing the damn things?? It drives me nuts! I'm going to attempt to post a couple here, maybe somebody can help me out with some free online program or something. Who knows...
This is actually the only pic I had that fit the required file size so..
But do any of you really have any idea who I am? I'm pretty sure not. I'm the guy you walk past on the street and don't really notice. The dude you bum a smoke from outside the DMV and talk about your marital troubles to, because you wont see him again. The man you find yourself liking for a little while in your local tavern, but wouldn't exchange numbers with because it just never occured to ya.
I am Mister Everyman, walking down the boulevard of broken dreams, wandering through life unnoticed in the background. I'm not great looking or horrid enough to make you pay attention. I'm not so charming as to make an impression or so geeky as to cause distress. I'm Mr. Inbetween.
There are many of us.
We're not happy or sad, we just get along in life the best we can. But a lot of us are secretly heroes, giving a word of comfort or a shoulder to cry on. We always show up to change a tire on a dark and lonely night. Someone like me probably saved your life once, somewhere far away and then did a fade.
This is our place, those of us who slip through the cracks. Here we can be ourselves and show who we really are. We can joke and laugh and flirt without fear of rejection or getting our hopes up. We can talk about anything we want.
Maybe we'll give the other, pretty people, a glimpse of us. And they might just remember what they saw. Come on in, if you dare and if any of my old friends from years past happen to see this, drop me a line. I miss you.
To start off, I want to talk about pictures. Has anybody else the trouble I have resizing the damn things?? It drives me nuts! I'm going to attempt to post a couple here, maybe somebody can help me out with some free online program or something. Who knows...
This is actually the only pic I had that fit the required file size so..
