Needfulls Rejects

To be honest...yes. But You never really do. It becomes a part of you and though you may wake up in the middle of the night, it is what it is. You learn to live with your demons, and the parts of yourself you don't like.

I suppose you are right. thankfully my demons are small and inconspicuous.

Second batch of muffins is done :)
 
Dont worry I'll leave you alone after this. I just wanted to say that I'm so gald you got a job. I really hope you like it. Good luck with everything. Bye babe.
 
Why is it that in movies, TV and books, people lose their mind or their life falls apart in a loud, chaotic rush? Its always a big production. But the truth is, in real life, you lose it all quietly. The World ends with a whimper, not a bang.
 
Why is it that in movies, TV and books, people lose their mind or their life falls apart in a loud, chaotic rush? Its always a big production. But the truth is, in real life, you lose it all quietly. The World ends with a whimper, not a bang.

I dont know about that. I find that my life falls apart rather quickly. Its like one moment everythings fine then the next I'm flat on my ass. But I do tend to rush into things and get myself into a lot of trouble. Dont go down with out a fight. The cards say your going to make it and I believe it. Put your chin up and keep on keeping on. Its going to be ok. Yes it will be hard and you may have to start all over but dont give up.
 
Feeling Pensive...

I think most of us tend to feel deep down that we are noble in some fashion. Maybe even heroic, even if we say over and over that we're not in the least special. Because we have to build ourselves up to get through the day in a world where everything seems designed to tear us down and destroy our self-esteem.

I've always thought of myself as a quiet, unseen sort of hero. The kind who will always be there and do what must be done without complaint, not expecting praise or even recognition for it. But just because its the right thing to do.

But maybe the truth is that I am not at all special, or noble, or heroic. I'm pretty much nothing at all like I want to believe myself to be. My critics may be more accurate in their estimation of me than I myself have been. I'm not sure.

However, what an interesting difference between how I see myself, how others see me and how I really am. I wonder if anyone else thinks about it?
 
If an Eskimo's pussy is cold...how then does it maintain the optimum temperature for fertilization of embryo's?
 
EW! LOL! I dont know you tell me?

I would presuppose that there are cycles where the Eskimo pussy warms to the right temperature and since the cold cycle has preserved the sperm, the warm allows for fertilization. Thus the Eskimo is biologically capable of controlling their breeding habits. *nods sagely*
 
I would presuppose that there are cycles where the Eskimo pussy warms to the right temperature and since the cold cycle has preserved the sperm, the warm allows for fertilization. Thus the Eskimo is biologically capable of controlling their breeding habits. *nods sagely*

Well I think that the sex gets so hot that it melts the pussy and heats up the sperm. hehe
 
It does get warm there in the summers up north. Only a small time frame though.

Just like the animals that live up there, mating season is a small time frame where there is enough heat and warmth to stir up the loins.
 
Hey, what turns on a suicidally depressed person most?

A Suicide Girl! Ba-da-bing!

*sigh* Ok bad attempt at humor. I'm jut trying to keep afloat. I try desperately to find something to balance the scales of my faults, to feel I have redeemable qualities. I can't be one of those people ho are light and bright and happy and sexy. You know, the kind people like to be around and talk to? Barring that, I jut try to be someone who is respectable. Deep and thoughtful and honest and kind.

Its all I've got. I'm struggling with the weight of shadows tonight.
 
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