Sometimes I. ..

Sometimes for reason I do not know I smell the cotton swab after I clean me ears. It's really weird and I have no idea why I do that
 
Sometimes i get lost in the dark of the night, the sensation of want can consume my mind, my body. I love growing thick in my jeans, letting myself give-in to desire. Not thinking, opening a window, letting my hand finish what my thoughts started...
 
Sometimes I wish everyone here had someone they deserved - a whole lot of loneliness and sadness :heart:
 
Sometimes I wonder how anyone could think they weren't interesting...
 
Sometimes I wonder what my life will be like when I retire. I think I will volunteer and catch up on sleep.
 
Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to be rich....
then I remember that I already am, in many ways.
 
Sometimes I am happy but most of the time I range from mild indifference to pensive and slightly moody.
 
IW if the morning glory seeds I have soaking will be ok one more day....
 
Sometimes I feel like people treat me like they don't view me as a person with real feelings...like I am here merely for their enjoyment...
 
Sometimes I feel like people play the victim instead of standing up for themselves.
 
Sometimes I don't feel like being my normal workaholic self.
Sometimes I want a nap...
 
sometimes I run, sometimes I hide, sometimes I'm scared of you, but all I really want is to hold you tight, treat you right...be with you day and night.
 
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