SirLicksAalot
Literotica Guru
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[Change] I don’t know where to begin. Ah! Let’s start with this: “The mind is a dangerous place to wander about,” doesn’t that ring true. Hear, hear, with glasses raised in a cheesy start to the clanging, I nonetheless bite into the gooey milk. And whilst its bits and pieces start sticking into my gums, a subtle, albeit painful grin, start to creep across my lips, “yeah.”
I don’t want to wander inside my head, though I often find myself lurking in it, ironic isn’t it?
Wouldn't it be nice to just ride high into the sunset without care in the world, because frankly, I am tired of this “I think therefore I am” muck .
Time to move forward sport--you’re on your own. Okay, there goes, wordiness, yuck!
I don’t want to wander inside my head, though I often find myself lurking in it, ironic isn’t it?
Wouldn't it be nice to just ride high into the sunset without care in the world, because frankly, I am tired of this “I think therefore I am” muck .
Time to move forward sport--you’re on your own. Okay, there goes, wordiness, yuck!
