Thread's a bust bro
I'm really not fuckin' sure. My lung is still broken, so being physically fucked up doesn't help. My best friend's dad died, and my heart is broken for her. My daughter is gone for 3 months, traveling the US. My brother is still a mess, from his broken marriage. Love my kids, but they are driving me bat-shit nuts stuck at home in this freezing weather all day on holidays.
Could just be winter "duldroms".
I really don't know...but I find myself snapping a lot, and quite prepared to stab at a moment's notice. I wish my memory was better...maybe I just have this crash every year after all the shit from Christmas, but it's not, so I don't remember.
I'm sure it will pass.
I tend to hide in books a lot when I feel like this - for other people's safety. I've polished off 2 novels in the last 2 days.
Slips definitely needs to get laid![]()
Gumdrop! Time to thrust!![]()
Looks like a lot of guys want to give you anal, Slippy. Let's draw straws to see who goes first and take it from there.
Seems the consensus is in. Get fucked! Now if only he'd stop irritating me enough to wanna stick his dick in one of my orafices...
Again - not his fault. I am getting irritated when the wind changes directions right now. Perhaps I should just be straight up with him: "Listen, penis-provider...if you just shut up and fuck me well - I'll stop being so irritable"?
Allowing my magic man sludge to enter your shit shed is the answer
You asked me a question I hadn't even asked myself. Perhaps I know now, after trying to answer you. I just knew that I was feeling all fucked up, and that I wasn't even being "myself" here.
None of that is possible for me to fix though - except perhaps my lung. I just gotta roll with it. Frustrating.
just grab PP and go dudette, he probably doesn't need an explanation. do it.![]()
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