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In the curiosity of something The soul chooses to get pulled down here, Far away from our something else and a positive stretch,all here and reaching up at what was just left behind
All of a sudden here..... grounded On comes the pursuit I think as man......huh ? Is it real??? It has to be as I become biped, and call me things like human I will follow so we think And We become Big and breathing Pulled towards,what the hell is that?? Stars Yeah!! all bright and shiny I stopped here for a brief moment,aware,stupid stop signs,boobs,games without rules Now what????
it is empty,,,,,Hello???
At a loss, but yet of substance or so I think
Now for at least this one concept I have been told is time, mine I will do anything
Aware of things called eggs over easy,avocado's are the shit
I think I will collect things as up comes the burning orb,gathering orange
Hunt,gather All the stuff I see
Keep it,even if it requires hitting it with a stick
I think I will learn how to make the thing that gets me the things Stuff!!! I will give bruised hands and weary eyes for those things I will make a thing that gets me things
it is meant to be.
I can When that is done, produce movement
The collecting of small amounts of stuff I will get a container that will keep all my things,,,, This stuff
Ha, I am winning
You don't see me yet.....but.........choose
It will continue until I have obtained so much of the aforementioned things You know
Stuff
That my very small box is full.
It only gets better I have now achieved something, because I have lots of things Stuff in a really small container It is still there and I earned it So, I am going to build a really big area,a Colosseum,to hold this stuff Like all the empty air we choke on But when this big thing is done, I will have a trophy A really shiny one One that emits carbon just like me,breaths air,has stuff I don't have But.... just loves my stuff Because I won
I will traverse across plains and tumors to obtain the really grand stuff An alarm clock So I can wake up, is that what is being called alive?????????? Is,One face,,,id buckets lose their bottoms as cycles happen Waking the fuck up and nowhere. Big ass whales dance on the horizon,yep Before I end up on the belching ground of the domicile that holds the stuff I went after It should not end on a Saturday, I surely hope not while sitting in the yard on a stretching device selling all the stuff I bought for a depreciated value You know you want it
For rock bottom prices,so I can feel the orbit,and take my new found silver mine, to the where ever To buy stuff Stop,humbled Circles and broken wheels I could just stop and appreciate the things other things have made and forget Stuff wool socks
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I am not in to joining a poly household. I am making my own
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In search or a 24/7 tpe,domestic,masochistic bottom girl. Do not contact me if you have extreme emotional problems,are not sure of who or what you really are,or attempt to top from the bottom. After years in this lifestyle I know exactly what I am looking for and will settle for nothing less. I seek a sweet,submissive who has an education,can talk about things other than d's and wants a life out side of kneeling or being in a cage. If sexual depravity is all you live for we will not get along. If you have children,or bad teeth we will not get along. I want someone who understands the importance of being submissive and yearns for it,not someone looking to live out a fantasy that the read in some boring housewives journal.I am looking for someone that understands compassion and loyalty are things that are earned not given |
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