daggumit. i'm so godawffully horny. trying not to get myself in trouble
looks like more masturbation is all that will keep me abated. round three. but who knows. maybe i'll break the record today and go for lucky #7.. hahaha.
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because i know you want to read my weird ass dream i had this afternoon. . .
so this dream, i was having a meeting with my other bandmates.
one was a woman - huge tits, and was wearing a dress that covered them but was open and slit all the way down the middle,
and it was short, went up to mid-thigh or higher. the other band member was a guy, most likely the possible new bass
player i met wednesday. he just kinda sat on the other side of the room lounging back, taking in the room and the
surrounding events. first she had drawn up contracts on how to run the band, gave one to the bass player, one to me.
she was looking at hers/her notes. she had a mask on. black and the edges lined in red. strangely this made her voice
softer, so she was harder to hear. after some time, of us just sitting around chilling, she took off the mask. when i
looked at her, i had the sudden urge to go suck on her tits, and make love to her, this was in my head, but then
reconsidered when it seemed that might make her uncomfortable. I had thought maybe since she was dressed as she was, she
was quietly hoping that would happen. so then a song comes on the stereo/computer that is sung by a girl, she sings with
passion about giving herself away, emotionally, sexually (the hurt of being used)although i can't remember the words
exactly, wish i could. it had an ok melody, that repeated, but the words were powerful. i cried. the woman asked me why
i was crying, i knew i was crying because it hit a chord with how i felt deep inside, but fearful i told her it was just a
good song. she seemed to be the critical type that would have a problem with me crying about this. then i saw the baby
she had been holding in her arms. he had rocks on the side of his head numerous, 25? maybe that were part of his face. he
was a cute baby with reddish brown hair, and lots of freckles, and i think he was happy/smiling. i asked about the rocks,
and she said some comment about adoption, and that she hadn't know that they had baby sales. The baby had been on sale
for half price. and she exclaimed "i didnt know they put babies on sale" shocked, but still apparently had accepted this,
and i think bought the baby. her band contracts, were in fact just interpretations, similar to tarot about answers and
the future. the first thing, on mine, said something about "watching for the nails where you walk" as i glanced down,
there were two nails standing point up as the reading said, as well as one other nail to the side that was lying down.
she looked at me and laughed, at the shocked look on my face, but we didnt read anything else off these fortellings. she
got up and went into the bedroom with her husband (although i'm pretty sure it wasn't the boy sitting over in the corner)
to make love, and left the baby rocking in a carriage on the floor, in front of the door. i was rather appauled, but the
baby looked content, so it was alright. i was about to get back to reading my fortellings, but then the dream was over.
much love. ACL this weekend. wish i could be there
one of these years. ~the lost and lovely lux divon
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because i know you want to read my weird ass dream i had this afternoon. . .
so this dream, i was having a meeting with my other bandmates.
one was a woman - huge tits, and was wearing a dress that covered them but was open and slit all the way down the middle,
and it was short, went up to mid-thigh or higher. the other band member was a guy, most likely the possible new bass
player i met wednesday. he just kinda sat on the other side of the room lounging back, taking in the room and the
surrounding events. first she had drawn up contracts on how to run the band, gave one to the bass player, one to me.
she was looking at hers/her notes. she had a mask on. black and the edges lined in red. strangely this made her voice
softer, so she was harder to hear. after some time, of us just sitting around chilling, she took off the mask. when i
looked at her, i had the sudden urge to go suck on her tits, and make love to her, this was in my head, but then
reconsidered when it seemed that might make her uncomfortable. I had thought maybe since she was dressed as she was, she
was quietly hoping that would happen. so then a song comes on the stereo/computer that is sung by a girl, she sings with
passion about giving herself away, emotionally, sexually (the hurt of being used)although i can't remember the words
exactly, wish i could. it had an ok melody, that repeated, but the words were powerful. i cried. the woman asked me why
i was crying, i knew i was crying because it hit a chord with how i felt deep inside, but fearful i told her it was just a
good song. she seemed to be the critical type that would have a problem with me crying about this. then i saw the baby
she had been holding in her arms. he had rocks on the side of his head numerous, 25? maybe that were part of his face. he
was a cute baby with reddish brown hair, and lots of freckles, and i think he was happy/smiling. i asked about the rocks,
and she said some comment about adoption, and that she hadn't know that they had baby sales. The baby had been on sale
for half price. and she exclaimed "i didnt know they put babies on sale" shocked, but still apparently had accepted this,
and i think bought the baby. her band contracts, were in fact just interpretations, similar to tarot about answers and
the future. the first thing, on mine, said something about "watching for the nails where you walk" as i glanced down,
there were two nails standing point up as the reading said, as well as one other nail to the side that was lying down.
she looked at me and laughed, at the shocked look on my face, but we didnt read anything else off these fortellings. she
got up and went into the bedroom with her husband (although i'm pretty sure it wasn't the boy sitting over in the corner)
to make love, and left the baby rocking in a carriage on the floor, in front of the door. i was rather appauled, but the
baby looked content, so it was alright. i was about to get back to reading my fortellings, but then the dream was over.
much love. ACL this weekend. wish i could be there
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Too bad you are in TX, we could get into trouble together.
While you work on #7, I think I can go work on #1.
Talk to you later.