I AM SO FUCKING ANGRY AT MY BOYFRIEND RIGHT NOW I FUCKING HATE HIM HE IS BEING SUCH AN ASSHOLE I CAN'T BELIEVE I'M 'IN LOVE WITH' THIS DOUCHEBAG HE INSULTED MY BLOW JOB TECHNIQUE LIKE, A WEEK AGO
FEELING REALLY INSECURE HE SHOULD SUPPORT ME AND NOT BE A DICK FUCK HIM FUCK HIM AND HIS COCK I AM GOING TO CHEAT ON HIM WITH A HOTTER GUY TO FUCK WITH HIM I'M GOING TO TELL HIM ABOUT IT I'M GOING TO TELL HIM I'M PREGNANT TO FREAK HIM OUT MIGHT SIGN HIM UP FOR THE NEXT SEASON OF 'TOOL ACADEMY' HE'S A FUCKING TOOL AND I HATE HIM HE LIKES BROKENCYDE WHO FUCKING LISTENS TO BROKENCYDE
IS HE EMO? I DON'T WANT AN EMO BOYFRIEND WHY AM I WRITING THIS NO ONE GIVES A FUCK DO THEY NO ONE GIVES A FUCK JUST LIKE MY BOYFRIEND DOESN'T I'M SO FUCKING HORNY RIGHT NOW BUT I CAN'T CALL HIM HE HAS TO CALL ME WHY HASN'T HE CALLED ME TODAY I'M SO FUCKING PISSED AT HIM FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK FUCK HIM I'M BREAKING UP WITH HIM HE IS IMPOSSIBLE I JUST GOT A TEXT FROM HIM SAYING 'WHAT ARE YOU DOING TONIGHT' HE JUST WANTS TO FUCK ME AND DOESN'T LOVE ME I'M NOT GOING TO TEXT HIM BACK IT'S GOING TO DRIVE HIM BATSHIT CRAZY I CAN'T WAIT TO SEE HIM AGAIN I'M GOING TO FUCK THE SHIT OUT OF HIM AND HE'S GOING TO LOVE IT THEN I WON'T CALL HIM AGAIN OR ANSWER HIS CALLS I'M GOING TO MAKE MYSELF A MIMOSA
AND WATCH 'SENSE AND SENSIBILITY' THIS IS PROBABLY A BAD IDEA WHY DO I FUCKING LOVE THIS PERSON MAYBE I WILL WATCH 'SEX & THE CITY' INSTEAD I JUST WANT SOMEONE TO CUDDLE WITH ME
I had a bit of a head cold last weekend and went to the doctor's office to convince my doctor, who I think has a crush on me, that I should be on opiates to 'ease the suffering caused by my illness'. While I was in the waiting room there, Disney's 'Sleeping Beauty' was playing on the waiting room TV (my doctor's wife runs a pediatrics practice out of the same building, so there are always kids movies on the television).
Watching that movie and seeing the ease with which 'Prince Charming' 'overcame all odds' to 'be with' his 'true love' seriously offended my sense of self and understanding of what it 'actually takes' to get into and maintain a 'meaningful relationship'. Seems like Disney movies make it appear 'hella simple' to 'get the girl' via children relating easily to the innocent nature of the 'hero', and like homophobia, unchecked tom-peeping, and various messianic complexes could develop in children exposed to this kind of thinking/storytelling too early.
Damn. Just realized I 'grew up on this shit', and that at multiple times in my life I was convinced that I was the 'charming prince' who was 'meant' to 'rescue' some 'damsel in distress' and whisk her off to a life of insanely romantic comfort and emotional stability. Pretty sure this feeling lasted all the way up until I realized that women cannot and will never be 'emotionally stable', no matter who they date/marry/elope to Neverland with. R.I.P. BRO
I just read that the super-corporation, Disney, bought out the indie filmhouse/graphic novel producer, Marvel. Damn. If I recall correctly Marvel used to make an ancient type of cave drawing called a 'comic book' and published them monthly, creating 'canons' of 'very serious' works of fantasy, like 'Spider-man', about a teenager who had trouble deciding between doing what 'seems right' or doing what 'feels right'. This concept seems 'deep' to me. Then there was 'The Incredible Hulk', who had 'anger management issues', and destroyed a lot of things/killed a lot of people/cost the government lots of $$$$$, but was 'so in love' with some broad that she could turn him 'not-so-angry' just by looking in his eyes or something. This seems 'heavy' to me, 'meaningful' even. Seems like Marvel's stories make Disney look like a bunch of pussies just trying to sell movie tickets/VHS's/DVD's/MERCH to a bunch of Yuppies via deceit, while Marvel is about 'telling stories' and 'being in touch with life's pain, while escaping into a similarly painful, but more imaginative universe'.
In reality both Marvel and Disney are trying to capitalize on the 'unstable emotions' of tweens/teens afflicted with ADHD/Asperger's Syndrome/who r just rlly lonely and instill a niche market of children with a series of conflicting values/views on the human condition/what is possible in reality, and what it means to 'love somebody' via yourself.
Here are some pictures of what would have happened if Marvel had bought Disney instead of the 'vice versa'.
Not sure 'the ideal women' that these broads seemed like in their original Disney debuts come through at all here. Wonder if they are more or less like real women than their 'Yuppie fodder' counterparts. Are women 'truly evil', or do they 'just not know what they want' and need to be told via decisive, rational male opinions?
(WWWDS?) What Would Walt Disney Say? -If he could see what 'his baby' had become -If he knew that he had 'created a monster' via the 'Mickey Mouse Club' -If he knew that some bullshit computer nerd rejects, via Apple/Pixar, would be the source of the majority of his company's profits in 20__? -If he realized, on his deathbed, that women were all actually 'huge bitches' and his glorified animated heroes/heroins would create a generation of children with distorted concepts of love and bring about the end of civilization as we know it, via everyone becoming progressively more effeminate? -If a reporter had speculated that Mickey Mouse was 'a FGGT' before ~1985?
R.I.P. WALTER 'ULTRA-DOUCHE' DISNEY 1901-1966. Always in our <3's
This morning I woke up and my penis was 2-2.5 times larger than normal. I really had to make a 'urination' so I stood up and my lil johnny rubbed against my PJs and I realized that it was also very sensitive. I felt embarrassed. I felt afraid. What if someone saw me walking to the 'restroom' with a 'phallic protrusion' extending from my groin?
I am a 'good guy' and hold public opinion of myself/private eroticism/sexuality in high regard. I don't know if I could 'live with' the embarrassment of my family/friends/any girl that I am not fucking regularly to see my genitals in this state.
I hunched over to pretend like maybe I slept in an awkward position and my back was hurting or something, making sure not to make 'eye-contact' with anything but the floor and walked quickly to the bathroom, sliding my feet along the floor to give the impression that my legs were in 'hella pain' too. I got to the bathroom and pulled the door until it was 'cracked'. I looked down the hallway and saw that nobody was there. WHEW!!! Time for that piss
Once I lowered my pajama pants comfortably beneath my scrotum, I saw that my penis was still 'hard as shit', and was perpendicular to my stomach, which was a problem, since I still needed to 'pee'. I had to step back from the toilet and angle my dick ~45 degrees downward and contract my sphincter 'extraneously' to actually 'use the bathroom'. It was terrible.
But once I was finished 'doing my business', I shook my wang a little to remove any excess urine and realized that whenever I moved/touched/kind of thought about inserting my cock (into a vagina, I think) it did something very strange and 'throbbed' or 'contracted' or something, and it felt really weird and maybe good.
So I kept doing it a few times until I remembered some words I read once in 'an historical document' like 'thou shalt not touch thine genitals as someone else's genitals ought to touch thine genitals' or something and felt God's all-knowing eyes on my heart and my penis
this is a statue some 'heathens' made to glorify 'piss boners'
I felt guilty. I felt 'ashamed of myself'. But the feeling I had when I did this thing made me feel like maybe I 'should' keep 'stroking' until something else happened. Like something ultimately fantastic and inexplicable might happen if I ignored God's all-knowing, condescendingly righteous eyes and 'touched myself' until I didn't feel like doing it anymore.
Is it wrong to 'masturbate'? I looked up 'jerk off' on the Google and learned that that is the 'scientific nomenclature' for this action. Will 'God' stop loving me if I 'deny my primal urges'?
these are some of my friends who 'won their battle against sex addiction' via Jesus' help
Kind of worried about my 'eternal soul'/the quality of my 'life on Earth' if I 'give in' to wanting to 'tug one out' next time I get 'horny'.
