cahrizz

on a shit week. saving up money for the future, praying for the future, dependent upon the future completely against my wishes and being which is to live in the now. but right now everything's about tommorrow and as me mum always said, tommorrow never comes. speaking of which my meds don't allow me to come. makes for interesting multiple orgasms but never the complete ahhhh release i crave. so i'm going a bit of my head. i know of another g-spot and that's the way that works is a finger in the ass. that's a shite thing. since this celibate thing with a sexaholic requires release. i'm trying to completely starve myself until i'm free in the world from the bounds of the military and fall in love. which if i starve myself in this way garuntees dating another adorable freak but eh whatever. going back to school in seven months. just haven't made a hundred percent descion between chicago or st. louis.

i'm digging trickey's version of love cats. going to watch the night hunter. the original love hate finger tattoo.

anybody see the science of sleep? that movie hurt like hell. tore a bit of my soul away. glad i wasn't on any fucking halucigens or that'd a been a fucked up trip.

camus still rocks. and man i really chose a fucking boring ass job

l8er,
chris