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Dunno bout y'all, but I like a guy that earns his build by slinging 2000 lbs of hay.... Stretches by breaking in a bronco.... Nutrition from a good home cooked meal.... Callouses from rope burns and grabbing horns.... Farmer's tan from a long hard day of fencing in 110+ degree weather. Not a pussy in the comforts of a gym and poisoned from supplements. =D With your current account balance, which Apple product can you buy? Apple juice. Dunno about y'all, but I like a girl that is just as pretty without using 2000 lbs of make up.... Stretches by doing chores.... Nutrition from a good home cooked meal that isn't burnt.... Has no callouses and stretch marks.... Graduated from a good university without 110+ thousand of dollars of student debt.... Not a whore/cunt/bitch/slut/pussy in the comforts behind the evils of feminism, hypocrisy, and double standards and poisoned from depression pills because she was addicted to plastic surgery and it fa...

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In a perfect world, I will be Married Tou Yoooo, and every day I shall choose your outfit, and bathe you, and dry you, pull your Long Eraser Nipples just for fun, dress you, and then spoon-feed to you, your Breakfast. I can't wait to lather you, And then once towel-dried, Pull on your Long Eraser Mippel Nipples, Just for fun,... Tease and a pull, Make you Drip, Drip, Bhip, Drip, Twist and tug, Onto the hardwood floor, All before Breakfast.

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I thought all day today, about A Particular Special Lady. This Her, she is very,...Special. In my heart for Her, is there,...a reserved spot, with Her Name On It. Always Hers. How good it will feel, for me to encourage You,... and welcome You,... to let down your walls when with me. I will be here with You,... to catch You so mindfully, and with such care, once your walls shall have crumbled and w a s h e d a w a y. Let yourself become so very Exposed, Vulnerable, here with me, for I will remain by your side, present, attentive, mindful, Here With You. It will feel really, really good, for me to Hold You Closely, as your walls, thus crumbled, shall disperse in The Wind. I want to, be there, for You, with You, in this way. I want to take good care of You, in your most vulnerable moments and p h a s e s. And I trust You fully, to be, given the opportunity, similarly caring and loving, ...

I feel really good today. During the past month, I lost a bunch of people who I thought were my Friends, and today, a week after the dust settled, did I realize what I attempted to do for the past 3 years. For all of this time, did I try to win-over, those who never truly embraced me for me. And now, they are gone, and who remains? A smaller pool of individuals, each of whom enjoys my presence and my influence and my contributions. So yeah, still alotta good people in my life. Fewer distractions, clearer vision, focusing on bringing The Keepers, Closer. I need not please everyone. I need only, be a Good Me, continually manifest a Better Me, and then will I continue to attract, others who value, This Good Within.

Bend Over For Doctor, Wailing Siren, Curly Penis Uhn Deh Way.

Last week, I looked up, and into the mirror, for the first time in a long time. Who did I see? What did I see? The Other Side. The Non-Civilian Me. No emotion. No happiness. No sadness. No bitterness. No desire. No shame. No joy. Desensitized, to everything. Unable to feel a thing, hatred for nothing, bitterness towards nobody. joy for nothing. Black box. Dead zone. Place where nothing grows. Is this what I wish for myself? Of course not. I am incapable of Desire. Nothing left, to Desire. Night. Day. Arret. March. Sleep Today, Maybe For Just A While. Here Today, Gone Tomorrow. Gone Today. Maybe. Maybe, Here Tomorrow. For whom, or for what, shall I, Desire? No need to ponder such trivialities. Gone Today. Gone, Tomorrow. Look into the mirror, see my reflection. Empty shell, blazing sun, shotgun house, no windows here, straight shot through, shadow is cast,...

I experienced today, a Very Positive Shared Intimate Experience. Opened me up, warmed me up, had not been so Vulnerable, in several months. I started today, wanting nothing to do with Hope and Love and Life. But a Particular Special Someone, whom I have known for 6 or 7 years, physically took me by the hand today, and made me so incredibly, Vulnerable. She and I danced, for about 30 minutes, lots of close contact, direct eye contact, and close, very close embraces. And at the end, we embraced one final time, and then she gave to me, a Gentle, Kiss On The Cheek. And then, after a few seconds, we let go, met gazes one more time, her warm smile, my smile, and she spoke to me, a phrase for which I have not yet found the words. Spoke to me, in a delicate unspoken language, reinforced her Kiss, with the gentleset and most loving, of unspoken words. I cried by myself afterwards, because it felt so good. Armenian Splendor. She is a PhD, 52 years old, but can pass, for...

I search for the type of Chivalric Romantic Love, where she will not lose interest in me, after meeting me in-person. The type of Romantic Love, where she will not be afraid, to break the ice with me. and talk with me, connect with me, exchange glances, gazes, stares, go for a stroll with me, sit down, the two of us, in the shade of Yggdrasil, mighty ash tree. The type of Romantic Love, where she will talk with me, gradually, progressively, as I too, shall do the same, with her, growing, slowly, branches of Yggdrasil, meeting place of the gods, pillar of strength, the mighty ash tree. Towers above all else, delicate chirp of the birds, where the gods converge for their Things, where the dead can find peace, titan forest, living, breathing, home of the valkyries. Trickle of the waterfall, prisine air, birds soar overhead, branches of The Yggdrasil, old and twisted, pillar of strength, tower above me. Yggdrasil, mighty ...

My mind races, my pulse races, I can not slow down on the inside. Until we shall actually sit down to be Physically/Emotionally Vulnerable with each other, I will keep on asking myself: "Am I Good Enough To Please Her? Will I Be Good Enough, To Please Her?" I do not know, I am not sure, my senses are clouded, tunneled, siphoned, by certain Psychological Blocks, that tell me to Keep On Pushing, Don't Stop For Emotion, Feel No Emotion, Keep On Pushing, On We Plow. Guaranteed, that as soon as we shall come together, and settle down, set the mood, set the ambiance, just The Two Of Us, Alone, my mind will stop racing, my vitals will stop racing, I will start to come back down, The Non-Civilian Me, will gently melt away, Warzone sensations will fade, become faint, muted, no longer Reality. The Non-Civilian Me, will gently melt away, slowly, softly, delicately, and then will I realize, just how Vulnerable I now am, with Her. What an amazing feeling that will be,...to b...

I work every day, towards eventually being able to Host others at my new living space. A Dream, for several years in my deepest thoughts. To Welcome The Good Company, into my Sacred Space, Hallowed Grounds, to make myself Vulnerable, Accessible, Open, and to allow my Company to feel similarly, at ease, at peace, as he, she, they, shall venture more deeply into my Sacred Space. Once closed-off to The Entire World, shuttered, dead, thoughts of the place where nothing grows, where dreams go to Die. I want to welcome Those Good People, Those Special Individuals, gently, deeply into my Sanctuary. Let them see the remnants of what was once an Empty Shell, now seedlings sprout through the rocks and the cracks, rebirth and renewal.

I am ferocious, untamed, wild, elusive, and at times, bloodthirsty, like the wolf. Wouldn't trade this character for anything. I'm strong beyond belief, strong beyond measure. Resilient. Tough. Tenacious. Not stopping when I'm tired. Stopping, when I'm finished. The prize at the end of the road. Unpaved. Overgrown. Wild, and untamed like the wolf, that is me.

I am ready once again, to be Touched, and Squeezed, Tickled, Poked, Pinched, and Teased. Hundreds Of Prominent Suck-Suck-Suckers, Stimulate, Tug Release, Will You, Please?

I wish and desire for You to, let go of whatever Fear. Hesitation. and Uncertainty. that you may hold, when you shall Connect, Connect, here with Me. Delicate Inner Layers. Slow. Rhythmic Breathing. Dialed In, Calibrated. Unwound. Unfettered. At Peace, At Ease, Exposed And Vulnerable. Bare. Unrobed. Here With Me. Nothing To Fear. Breathe. Dialed In. Hold My Hand. Gentle Sting. Mellow, Release. Slow And Rhythmic, Unchained, Tension, Melts Away. Glimmer Of Light, Eyes Closed. Liberates, Slower Still, Trickle Of Tears, Down Her Face. No More Struggle. War Is Over. Okay To Cry. No More Struggle, Mellow, Release. Rhythmic And Slow, Trickle Of Tears, Breathe. Exposed And Vulnerable. Bare. Unrobed. Here With Me.

Kinky, Freaky. Freaky. Kinky. Sexy Boss Lady. Getting so fucking Hot in here. Boss Lady will be able to Disrobe me, Relieve me of my Checkered Pants, my Nylon Undies, my Cotton Shirt, sweaty, well-worn and seasoned. Smooth to the touch, Patina, Glaze. Come hither, Stud. I want to, unravel you, wind you down, lay you out, so nicely on this table, cradle, spread your legs, must have my fill, staggered, coordinated, one breath, one pulse, yours and mine, on this table. Plug your hole, submission in full, No need to hesitate. Your ass is mine, And I am Yours. White noise, all over you, held captive, suckers, fingers, tentacles unfurl. Whisper now, into your ear. These after-hours, we continue tonight, as one. Mai Boss Lady, Sexy Boss Lady.

Boss Lady. Boss Lady. I can not stop fantasizing, about Deh Boss Lady. Can't stop. Oozes, Gushes, The most subtle slights Of facial expression, Irresistible, Cat-like, Vamp, inside and out. Tayk Mhee Away, Boss Lady. Tayk Mhee Away, Punish Mhee Guud. She Would Look Smashing,... So Incredibly Smashing,... Wiff Prominent, Kitty-Kat Whiskers,... Uh Little, Wet Kitty-Kat Nose,... Tall, Prominent Kitty-Kat Ears, Uh Collar Around Hurr Nekkk, Wiff Hurr Nayme,... Printed Uhn Iht. Ahn, Uh Long,...Fluffy Tail. Yes Please. Yes Please. I wish to put my hands all over her. I want to make my approach, Descend upon her, Wrap my arms around her lower torso, And, Whilst whispering into her ear, Meander downward with One hand, And provide for her, a Squeeze, Of her firm, Yet so very slightly squishy, Succulent Tush. Duzz She Havv Uh Nayme? Oh Yes, Yes She Duzz. She Deh Boss Lady. ...

For I Am Warm, Soft, And Cuddly, Just Like A Guinea Pig. Deh Guinea Pig Mhee.

Pony Unicorn. Mermaid Of The Sea. Razor Wind, Cut My Sails. Talons. Clench. Carry. Protect. Deliver. Precious Animal Cargo. Head Of The Snake. Sirin. Alkonost. Upon Raging Waves. Tattered White Flag. Empty Shell. Floating. Drifting. Upon Raging Waves. Tattered White Flag. Impassable. Upon Raging Waves. Alkonost. Voice Of Paradise, Operatic, Paradise. Beautiful, Colorful Feathers. Seventh Day.

Diakon. Bigger Than Your Dog.

....What Will Prove To Be Our Big Mistake? Short-Sighted Arrogance, All For What Sake? Our Families To Ashes, Our Ambitions To Dust. Our Progeny In Silence, Thinking,.. "What About Us?" ###### Bad Religion.

Soft Leather Squish. I Want To Nudge Up Next To Her, Slowly, Gradually, Until My Form, My Body, My Presence, Shall Unite With Hers. We Rest There, Holding Hands, Coalesced. My Form. Against Hers. Melded, Coalesced. Leaning Against Me. Soft Texture, Of Her Skin. Coalesced. One Voice. There Is No Us. Tush One. Right Next To, Tush Two. Nudge, Touch. Rubb. Squish. She Is So Beautiful, Supple, Touchable. Her Breath, Is My Breath. As We Float Together. Wind In My Sails. Next To Her. Warm To The Touch, Sensitive. Receptive. Supple, Vulnerable. I Can Only, Hold Her Close. Calloused Strangler Hands. Gentlest Of Touch, Disarming, Calming. Calming. Calming. One Hand, Upon Her Hip, And. Small Of Her Back, The Curve Of Her Hips. So Powerful. Maiden Of The Ship. And The Other. Delicate Pressure, Textured, Fingertips. Calloused Palm, Upon Her Exposed Uppe...

I often envision myself, as Thees. Hands. Tails. Ears. Paws. Ahn, Whiskers. Thuh Fluffy Cat, Mhee. Thees. ######## Long, Prominent Whiskers. Magnificent, Upright Ears. With Equally Splendid, Tufts Of Fluff. Thuh Fluffy Cat, Mhee. ######## https://www.pinterest.com/pin/460563499368372599/ https://www.flickr.com/photos/blessings_given/3510351794/in/photostream/ https://farm4.staticflickr.com/3550/3510351794_57b4557269_b.jpg

I have, and have always had, this terrible Fear Of Abandonment. Solitary-ness, for my whole life. Pushed upon me by everyone when I was very young, and perpetuated, because I have always been "The Freak". Strong, Alone. I search for Romantic Love now. But I am not yet sure how to keep her close without her walking away. Most folks can not understand, that Fierce Loyalty, translates into Love, Closeness. Or, I should say, fail to understand. I can survive Warzone and Apocalyptic conditions, but I struggle sometimes with, the ways of Closeness, Love. I want to learn more about these things, Closeness and Love. But this is what makes you so beautiful in the eyes of those who have the ability to understand you, Sol. I am Fiercely Loyal - that is a form of Love. An intense and paramilitaristic form at that. My work right now, is to translate the idea of Love from my ingrained Non-Civilian perspective, to something that Civilian love interests will fin...