I am so beat. I really want to touch myself, but I am simply too tired. My electric friend calls but I cannot move myself from this machine. I have dirty thoughts running through my head and no one to work them out on, though I can think of someone...
I feel electricity jolting through my parts, though not the kind to move me. I wish I was not so selfish really.
Demetrius called out to me, made me happy, made me high. I need to pretend that I have some sort of reality in my life, it all just seems so unreal. Does this high wear off? Does the low ebb away? I think it all just stays with us, imbedding itself in our DNA passing on our complicated natures to our kin and the entire human race. We are pollutants really. Maybe that's a bit negative. I am going to snack on duck and lentils. Maybe I'll come back...
I feel electricity jolting through my parts, though not the kind to move me. I wish I was not so selfish really.
Demetrius called out to me, made me happy, made me high. I need to pretend that I have some sort of reality in my life, it all just seems so unreal. Does this high wear off? Does the low ebb away? I think it all just stays with us, imbedding itself in our DNA passing on our complicated natures to our kin and the entire human race. We are pollutants really. Maybe that's a bit negative. I am going to snack on duck and lentils. Maybe I'll come back...
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itsalivemedia:
Nice entry! (no pun intended) Called you tonight....
rubbersoul:
Interesting thought...through the force of our needs, our perversions, our wounds, our tears, we actually change our fucking DNA and evolve into something different than we started out being. Not as good, maybe, but infinitely more able to withstand the corrosive effects of this fucking world.