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Lit is a world of alts. How many Lit identities have you posted under?

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If the place you escape to becomes where you are is really an escape? If you're full after having been hungry, were you really ever hungry? If there's zero risk, we do we talk about it as if there's a chance?

No, my medication hasn't changed, it's just my take on perspective and living in the moment. So much of what we do and who we are begin with the moment just passed. And yet we can't capture that moment, it's here and then it's gone, only a memory of what it was is left for us to use for the upcoming moment.

All that leading to this: how do you hang onto your moments? What do you do to keep the moment while using it to guide you? And what if you misremember the moment, how has your life changed due to a moment remembered not how it really was?

I usually have a great memory. I can oddly remember dates and things that were said and all that. It's very vivid. For this reason, it sucks to get in an argument with me. I've been accused of keeping a diary, which is insane. It's a dream journal, if anything.

I do have trouble with names though.
 
I usually have a great memory. I can oddly remember dates and things that were said and all that. It's very vivid. For this reason, it sucks to get in an argument with me. I've been accused of keeping a diary, which is insane. It's a dream journal, if anything.

I do have trouble with names though.

LOL. This^. My memory kicked on when I turned three and has recorded every conversation since. If you've said it, I remember it. Vividly.

I often recall clothing worn, facial and voice expression, time of day, emotion expressed, etc. It drives people nuts. My family hate me. :D

Dates though, I never remember. They just hold no meaning for me. Names, I'm a bit sketchy on.... Okay, maybe a lot sketchy on.
 
I can hold onto a moment as long as I'm keeping it active in my mind. Thinking, bring myself back to the place, remembering the feeling(s) it created. It slowly fades over time, getting tucked away. And when I go back down memory lane, it's a little foggy and skewed, but the sensation it created inside is alive. It's the smile or even a blush on my face that reminds me again.

My brains like a ginormous hard drive, shit that I wish I could forget or whack facts bounce from long term to short term constantly. I'm all about the visual-- faces, places, streets.

Nope, no hanky-panky last night.
 
Or maybe I should just ask if you got fucked last night?

This question is more your speed, Chainey. LOL!

Are you asking figuratively or literally?

If the question is merely inquiring if some catastrophic event happened and you feel that you were fucked over by a freight train, the answer is no. If it's the latter, well, that's just another story altogether. *grin*
 
Why isn't anyone answering the fucking question? ;)

I did! I did! :D

I'm running a bit on the slow side today. After all, it is Friday. :nana:

I will admit that when I first read that, it came across as: why isn't anyone answering the fucking question (exasperated at the no replies). Then I realized, oh wait, she wants to know why no one is coughing up to having been fucked last night.

LOL!
 
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Why isn't anyone answering the fucking question? ;)

I hereby designate Suz_anne to the position of Litiquette Deputy Extrordinaire and authorized her to fully execute and fulfill the duties with the full powers and privileges granted herein, on this day and in this place.
 
This is a deep question for a Friday. I'll answer like this:

1. My memory is for shit, and living in the moment is hard.

2. I did not get fucked last night.
 
I did! I did! :D

I'm running a bit on the slow side today. After all, it is Friday. :nana:

I will admit that when I first read that, it came across as: why isn't anyone answering the fucking question (exasperated at the no replies). Then I realized, oh wait, she wants to know why no one is coughing up to having been fucked last night.

LOL!
*high fives Sophie* ;)


I hereby designate Suz_anne to the position of Litiquette Deputy Extrordinaire and authorized her to fully execute and fulfill the duties with the full powers and privileges granted herein, on this day and in this place.
I solemnly swear to abuse my full powers and privilege at every opportunity.

Now, I'm going to need a sparkly badge, boots and spurs to go with my uniform. And I'll probably need some handcuffs, right? *exaggerated wink*

Let's see what else... a spreader bar, a jar of peanut butter, pepper spray, baby oil, a walkie talkie and a body cam. *bigger exaggerated wink*

Oooooh, and a pony!

It's a diary.
Heh. A pretty pink one with a heart shaped lock?
 
I solemnly swear to abuse my full powers and privilege at every opportunity.

Now, I'm going to need a sparkly badge, boots and spurs to go with my uniform. And I'll probably need some handcuffs, right? *exaggerated wink*

Let's see what else... a spreader bar, a jar of peanut butter, pepper spray, baby oil, a walkie talkie and a body cam. *bigger exaggerated wink*

Oooooh, and a pony!


Heh. A pretty pink one with a heart shaped lock?

Checks budget for deputy. Boots, badge, spurs, and cuffs are in but the fine print requires a pic of the uniform for me......I mean the files.

Spreader bar, PB, baby oil and body cam.....yep, standard issue. Pepper spray and wallow talkies you'll have to provide in your own, Management doesn't condone their use.

And a pony, no fucking way. Oh and no glitter or rainbows either......
 
I hereby designate Suz_anne to the position of Litiquette Deputy Extrordinaire and authorized her to fully execute and fulfill the duties with the full powers and privileges granted herein, on this day and in this place.

Does she get to hang out with us in the cool deputy room? And when we go on our business trips, we will finally have someone to fill that extra bed in our hotel room.

2. I did not get fucked last night.

This makes me sad.

It's a diary.

And you're a fucker.

Spreader bar, PB, baby oil and body cam......

Spreaders can get you into trouble.
 
I did! I did! :D

I'm running a bit on the slow side today. After all, it is Friday. :nana:

I will admit that when I first read that, it came across as: why isn't anyone answering the fucking question (exasperated at the no replies). Then I realized, oh wait, she wants to know why no one is coughing up to having been fucked last night.

LOL!

I did too!!!
 
Moments aren't really meant to be held onto. Moments either become memories, hopefully good ones, or lead to other moments.
 
What the hell has happened to this thread? I check back in on it, and I see anarchy, I tell you! :eek:
 
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