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Do you know what ever happened to sexynsweet? I think that was her name at least. Was just wondering if she was locked in one of those cramped and cluttered rooms.
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Sometimes...
Sometimes I get tired of writing letters
I'd call but I don't want to talk.
I don't want the hassle of second guessing if you're actually free or if your actually only making yourself temporarily free.
I Don't want the risk of you being interrupted from me.
Texting is too impersonal...
...too removed
...too static
restrictive of thought.
Sometimes there are tonights like this when I wish I could shoot you an instant message and you'd respond and we'd be off.
Or... I'd be off with my rapid fire stream of consciousness
Firing words that sometimes followed other words that didn't have any idea as to what the next word would be that strung together something that would end up being one of my thoughts that would take us in a different direction
or... change the mood of the one we were in.
Some times there are my fingers that hurt my emotions with what they say when I am feeling... and there was a place for them to go... for the letters they wrote to land and scuttle into... a home... a nest... like barn swallows skimming the ground back into the sky up under the eaves and into the mud packed homes where they took things to be kept until it was time for them to leave.
My things have nowhere to go
Not as immediate as they used to have
So I am writing them here for known unknowns to read
And perhaps envy what you were once able to do for me...
Field my emotions
Observe the irrational absurdity of them all
Feel the laugh that can only come from a place of sadness
and quietly acknowledge that that is where they come from
as we move on to something else about you...
In real time
With words that would take forever for me to write
And unable to take back after they've been entered.
I don't like such luxuries of such
where you can edit
and polish.
Sometimes I don't.
Sometimes I do.
Mostly I like whatever gives me less of an opportunity to second guess
I'm doing it now.
It's a good time to finish this post and move on to replying to jake34 and saying that I don't know what ever came of SnS. And telling him that I don't recall what her exact name was but it involved those two words and that in the past people have come to simply reply to her as SnS.
he'd probably be the only one I'd reply to as he'd probably leave it at that as guys do and not feel the need to engage any further. As far as the women go... I'll simply reply to them in the here and now telling them "thank you". Actually I really wouldn't do that as they've not really provided me with much of anything to reply to Except for McK to which I will say something along the lines of "I am pleased to have been able to give you what you needed. I tried taking a similar pic but in jeans as I'm too lazy to break out the man skirt... but I wasn't happy with the pics so I shitcanned them."
Of course... in all fairness I didn't provide the ladies with much to comment about so I should probably dampen down my jackassedness and give them the recognition they so rightfully deserve for staying in the game and doing what they can to both turn my head and keep me going. So... without further ado... Vix, Shady,... fuck it. You're getting nothing because that's how I'm going to roll with you two tonight.
okay. I take it back. Thanks for taking the time to roll your eyes at me Shady and thanks Vix for calling me what I already know I am and including a little wink emote.
Sometimes I get tired of writing letters
I'd call but I don't want to talk.
I don't want the hassle of second guessing if you're actually free or if your actually only making yourself temporarily free.
I Don't want the risk of you being interrupted from me.
Texting is too impersonal...
...too removed
...too static
restrictive of thought.
Sometimes there are tonights like this when I wish I could shoot you an instant message and you'd respond and we'd be off.
Or... I'd be off with my rapid fire stream of consciousness
Firing words that sometimes followed other words that didn't have any idea as to what the next word would be that strung together something that would end up being one of my thoughts that would take us in a different direction
or... change the mood of the one we were in.
Some times there are my fingers that hurt my emotions with what they say when I am feeling... and there was a place for them to go... for the letters they wrote to land and scuttle into... a home... a nest... like barn swallows skimming the ground back into the sky up under the eaves and into the mud packed homes where they took things to be kept until it was time for them to leave.
My things have nowhere to go
Not as immediate as they used to have
So I am writing them here for known unknowns to read
And perhaps envy what you were once able to do for me...
Field my emotions
Observe the irrational absurdity of them all
Feel the laugh that can only come from a place of sadness
and quietly acknowledge that that is where they come from
as we move on to something else about you...
In real time
With words that would take forever for me to write
And unable to take back after they've been entered.
I don't like such luxuries of such
where you can edit
and polish.
Sometimes I don't.
Sometimes I do.
Mostly I like whatever gives me less of an opportunity to second guess
I'm doing it now.
It's a good time to finish this post and move on to replying to jake34 and saying that I don't know what ever came of SnS. And telling him that I don't recall what her exact name was but it involved those two words and that in the past people have come to simply reply to her as SnS.
he'd probably be the only one I'd reply to as he'd probably leave it at that as guys do and not feel the need to engage any further. As far as the women go... I'll simply reply to them in the here and now telling them "thank you". Actually I really wouldn't do that as they've not really provided me with much of anything to reply to Except for McK to which I will say something along the lines of "I am pleased to have been able to give you what you needed. I tried taking a similar pic but in jeans as I'm too lazy to break out the man skirt... but I wasn't happy with the pics so I shitcanned them."
Of course... in all fairness I didn't provide the ladies with much to comment about so I should probably dampen down my jackassedness and give them the recognition they so rightfully deserve for staying in the game and doing what they can to both turn my head and keep me going. So... without further ado... Vix, Shady,... fuck it. You're getting nothing because that's how I'm going to roll with you two tonight.
okay. I take it back. Thanks for taking the time to roll your eyes at me Shady and thanks Vix for calling me what I already know I am and including a little wink emote.
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Not like I am over here jonesing for new photos of you. I am just saying.....
goddamnit you're fucking my shit up. I already replied to you in a quasi type manner. I am not replying to this post.
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I don't know what ever came of SnS. I also don't recall what her exact name was but it involved those two words. In the past people have come to simply reply to her as SnS. She's good people. Now you've got me wondering.
Okay. I'm done wondering. At least until I see something that reminds me of her in real life, then I'll get to thinking about her again to which I will hope all is well.
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I am pleased to have been able to give you what you needed. I tried taking a similar pic but in jeans as I'm too lazy to break out the man skirt earlier today. I wasn't happy with the pics so I shitcanned them.
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You should know that I just discovered you and I approve of the goings on of this thread. This guy, posting pictures of himself doing work... knows how to get them riled up. Trying to make us work up a sweat along with you?
Haha, seriously though, lovely (and uniquely interesting) photos.
Haha, seriously though, lovely (and uniquely interesting) photos.
shadysmurfette
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Oh hi Y 
Tells you to come bite me....
Grins.
Tells you to come bite me....
Grins.
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Man skirt = Good. I've no complaints.
You've become irascible in the time since I last visited. Careful, I might just come to like you for more than your body.
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Man skirt = Good. I've no complaints.
You've become irascible in the time since I last visited. Careful, I might just come to like you for more than your body.
Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeyy!
Dionysian Beast
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Hallooooooooo!
Long time, no see!
shadysmurfette
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Hmmmmm wonders where oh where is the devastatingly delicious, debauched and debonair Y?
Probably somewhere indulging in something decadent and a little devious...
Probably somewhere indulging in something decadent and a little devious...
y=mx+b
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a dark
sultry
smokey
seductive
sounding
scale
reverberating
through
tinder
and tile
tilting tinnitus
until
the ringing
wonders off
into worlds that such go,
winnowing out waste and want
casting
one into the wind
condensing
the other down into a word oft written
but seldom spoken
oft felt
never heard
seen
but seldom realized.
sultry
smokey
seductive
sounding
scale
reverberating
through
tinder
and tile
tilting tinnitus
until
the ringing
wonders off
into worlds that such go,
winnowing out waste and want
casting
one into the wind
condensing
the other down into a word oft written
but seldom spoken
oft felt
never heard
seen
but seldom realized.
y=mx+b
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try as I might
I cannot bring myself to post such things on facebook.
I make it no secret that I write
And have a rather extensive collection of half filled notebooks of shit that echo in my head.
Periodically I'll throw something up
that leaves me feeling as if I'm going to do just that after I have
Much of the time,
nothing.
Perhaps someone will say something... usually my mother-in-law. She seems rather smitten if not surprised by some of the things I let leak out. My mom... she's a greedy whore curious about my creative quiet nature, pushy about pursuing it, and wanting. wanting, wanting, wanting. wanting everything which makes me wonder, does she really? everything? both barrels of sadness and seduction? caressing kisses upon cocks and hooked flesh eager to heel to the whips crack?
So sometimes I'll try
and write a note
where it'll never go beyond the bone yard of saved drafts
even the one above that is largely... nothing. words. nothing. words. everything.
everything I fear everyone I know will not understand
will not feel.
and so it is why I don't
and keep quiet
as quiet as I can keep.
I cannot bring myself to post such things on facebook.
I make it no secret that I write
And have a rather extensive collection of half filled notebooks of shit that echo in my head.
Periodically I'll throw something up
that leaves me feeling as if I'm going to do just that after I have
Much of the time,
nothing.
Perhaps someone will say something... usually my mother-in-law. She seems rather smitten if not surprised by some of the things I let leak out. My mom... she's a greedy whore curious about my creative quiet nature, pushy about pursuing it, and wanting. wanting, wanting, wanting. wanting everything which makes me wonder, does she really? everything? both barrels of sadness and seduction? caressing kisses upon cocks and hooked flesh eager to heel to the whips crack?
So sometimes I'll try
and write a note
where it'll never go beyond the bone yard of saved drafts
even the one above that is largely... nothing. words. nothing. words. everything.
everything I fear everyone I know will not understand
will not feel.
and so it is why I don't
and keep quiet
as quiet as I can keep.
y=mx+b
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and because nobody cares about that shit... even myself...
Remember the chick friend of mine that's game for pretty much I can think of that I took pictures of with the knife and all that all while my wife sat in the next room reading or knitting or doing whatever wives do in the next room while their husbands are having their way with internet hotties?
it get's weirder... Not really. Maybe a little... depending on your sensibilities
Long story short, she wanted to visit because her life is her life and like everyone else's life, she needed a weekend away so who did she wish to visit?
Me.
Because I am sexy.
and because I take pictures.
but mostly because I am sexy and she knows she means nothing to me so I don't give a shit if I'm too rough, too degrading, too whatever to not care about her and go full throttle just shy of making the upstairs neighbors wish they knew what was going on downstairs...
but mostly because she knows I don't do anything and I have a camera and because I have a rudimentary knowledge of knot tying and because she knows that when she's got the time to tell me to jump I will... and because her boyfriend liked the idea of her being over here and me taking photos of me having done things to her for him to enjoy...
so she spent the night and we did just that.
and here's some proof.
Remember the chick friend of mine that's game for pretty much I can think of that I took pictures of with the knife and all that all while my wife sat in the next room reading or knitting or doing whatever wives do in the next room while their husbands are having their way with internet hotties?
it get's weirder... Not really. Maybe a little... depending on your sensibilities
Long story short, she wanted to visit because her life is her life and like everyone else's life, she needed a weekend away so who did she wish to visit?
Me.
Because I am sexy.
and because I take pictures.
but mostly because I am sexy and she knows she means nothing to me so I don't give a shit if I'm too rough, too degrading, too whatever to not care about her and go full throttle just shy of making the upstairs neighbors wish they knew what was going on downstairs...
but mostly because she knows I don't do anything and I have a camera and because I have a rudimentary knowledge of knot tying and because she knows that when she's got the time to tell me to jump I will... and because her boyfriend liked the idea of her being over here and me taking photos of me having done things to her for him to enjoy...
so she spent the night and we did just that.
and here's some proof.
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