The Isolated Blurt BDSM Thread

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It did cross my mind to word my response carefully.

Teabags and teabagging are not the same, at least I don't think so.

Or if they are when he asks me to make him a cup of tea, I may be doing it all wrong:eek:

Considering you once offered to supply the English cock so we could show down on our oral skills, I think it still fits. ;)
 
We are printing signs and have reported him as lost to the microchip company.
 
The pool is full of kids. I don't mind kids in general, but no one minds thier children around here. So if I'm gently paddling along, I have to keep an eye out for some kid diving into 3ft of water. :rolleyes:

Maybe every one will go fetch dinner soon and I can go get my exercise in.
 
It's the middle of the night and I am struggling with grief for my son who died almost six years ago.

Strange how it hits so unexpectedly, I can usually talk about him in an ordinary way, and all is fine. Then, for no specific reason, the loss grabs me and hurts afresh.

There is a website for bereaved parents, I know they do fabulous work but I cannot bring myself to talk to other parents who have lost a child.

Bluntly put, I don't want to hear their stories, nor feel empathy for their grief, selfish, but honest. Nor, do I want to feel additional guilt for burdening them with my difficulties.

Heck, I can't even explain the wealth of emotions that have come up from nowhere tonight, much less share then. My throat is too constricted to actually talk out loud.

Here in the blurt thread where there can be a lack of comment, I can at least feel sad without feeling guilty.

I thought I had learnt to live with this, obviously not.

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Although, there wasn't/won't be a lack of comment, because people care.
 
That's why I posted here too though. I want friends to know what I'm going through but not to dwell on if. Blurt is perfect.
 
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Although, there wasn't/won't be a lack of comment, because people care.

That's why I posted here too though. I want friends to know what I'm going through but not to dwell on if. Blurt is perfect.

:)

Yes, blurt is perfect for that.

You get the opportunity to speak your mind without making a huge deal of it.

Needles to say, finding myself crying in the supermarket this morning, then some sleep seems to have taken the edge of it.

I know I have to find a better way to deal with it all :rolleyes:
 
The pool is full of kids. I don't mind kids in general, but no one minds thier children around here. So if I'm gently paddling along, I have to keep an eye out for some kid diving into 3ft of water. :rolleyes:

Maybe every one will go fetch dinner soon and I can go get my exercise in.

Y'all need adult swim, darling. And I don't mean on Cartoon Network. ;)
 
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Mother Of Fuck... Apparently I have to delete ALL of our mutual friends from FaceBook. Yeah, 'cause 119 pics of your outdoor suspension this weekend is just a LITTLE fucking MUCH!!!! [/end rant]
 
Y'all need adult swim, darling. And I don't mean on Cartoon Network. ;)

Seriously!

But it would never happen. The managers here are all a bunch of 20 something girls who have obviously been handed everything their whole lives, so anything that involves them actually, OMG, doing something is out of the questions. They don't even mind the pool this year. Like every other year they have had some one collecting passes to make sure that only those from our complex get in. This year one of them unlocks the gate and fucks off. :rolleyes:

They didn't even hand out passes, or announce that the pool was open.

I just can't stand lazy fucks.
 
Put up signs. Looked a little. Cried a lot. Distressed that I cannot find the fur we collected from him earlier when I knew this would happen someday. Finding myself very resistant to telling people I know IRL because I'll cry. Including my mom, so I haven't said it on twitter. I'm a wreck inside if I think about it. Trying to achieve peace. See, fuck, I'm crying now. I just want to know what happened to my kitty. It's harder for not knowing.
 
Put up signs. Looked a little. Cried a lot. Distressed that I cannot find the fur we collected from him earlier when I knew this would happen someday. Finding myself very resistant to telling people I know IRL because I'll cry. Including my mom, so I haven't said it on twitter. I'm a wreck inside if I think about it. Trying to achieve peace. See, fuck, I'm crying now. I just want to know what happened to my kitty. It's harder for not knowing.

It's amazing how much pets really mean. I hope he turns up soon, Etoile.
 
Put up signs. Looked a little. Cried a lot. Distressed that I cannot find the fur we collected from him earlier when I knew this would happen someday. Finding myself very resistant to telling people I know IRL because I'll cry. Including my mom, so I haven't said it on twitter. I'm a wreck inside if I think about it. Trying to achieve peace. See, fuck, I'm crying now. I just want to know what happened to my kitty. It's harder for not knowing.

Crying is good.

Take care of yourself.

I hope you find out soon where they are xx
 
Put up signs. Looked a little. Cried a lot. Distressed that I cannot find the fur we collected from him earlier when I knew this would happen someday. Finding myself very resistant to telling people I know IRL because I'll cry. Including my mom, so I haven't said it on twitter. I'm a wreck inside if I think about it. Trying to achieve peace. See, fuck, I'm crying now. I just want to know what happened to my kitty. It's harder for not knowing.

I am so sorry this is happening to you, I am sending you lots of support in hopes that you find your kitty ASAP. HUG!
 
This last year (mostly due to internal bleeding) sex has been a sort of russian-roulette for me. Embarassingly, more than once I have fallen the fuck unconscious post-coitus. Other times I have become extremely tired and immediately slept.

To deal with this, I would normally eat like a beast and exercise vigorously (recklessly). However... my body has other plans, and both of those things are right out. However, I can eat and exercise steadily. So I do. Today, I can hold a plank position for 4 minutes, squat near bodyweight, or walk for 10 minutes with my partner on my back. I'm back to my old weight (76kg) , leaner (but more prone to fainting-goat-syndrome.)

I'm considering progressive training for a marathon. Maybe it will turn out that I just can't, and maybe I won't be able to have a match of MMA at the gym either. I might not even be sad about it, because I feel just... grand.
 
Unless it's actually pics of wanking, then I'll vote yes. :cool:

Etoile, I know we cn't post sex pics.. but does self sex come under that heading too? :devil:

I jest, I jest. Much love.

In fact, the thread in question seems to have become just that: a pic thread featuring apparently copyrighted images of sex acts. We've been through this before, haven't we?
 
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