Women enjoy doing things they excel at, praise guarantees repeat performances, every repeat performance is more practice for the woman, which guarantees the next man even better head. Given how long I’ve been at this, and on how many continents, I’m pretty sure I’ve single-handedly improved the quality of head around the world.
Love. You can only be broken without it.
That’s the way it goes when the world falls apart. You never appreciate what you’ve got till it’s gone.
I’m gonna give one of ’em my virginity one day.” She preened. I was momentarily dumbstruck. I couldn’t begin to enumerate all the things that were appalling about that possibility. “We so have to talk,” I finally managed.
Solitude and inaction are unraveling me right down to the core.
It was like being owned.” “Some women like that.” “Not me.” “Perhaps it depends on the man doing the owning.” “I doubt it. I couldn’t breathe with him kissing me.” “One day you may kiss a man you can’t breathe without, and find breath is of little consequence.
Relax. Live. Keep your eyes open. See what comes.
Tap the Skull and Crossbones app.
The Mega doesn’t hide. “My ass.” “Can’t possibly be worth what he thinks.” I have no idea what he’s talking about but it doesn’t have anything to do with me so I dismiss it.
I have lived behind walls that have made me alone.
You weep for me, woman?
She lives at my discretion. I can take her breath. I can give it back.
Bloody hell, she wants respect. Which I’m all about giving. I respect them the entire time they’re sharing my bed and I treat them great when they’re not, flirting them up, telling them how beautiful they are, while pointing them at the next man to help them get over me.
Self-pity is wasted emotion. It merely prolongs whatever trauma you suffered by keeping it alive in your head. Dude, you survived it. Move on.
There’s a fine line between being stupid and knowing you have to test your limits if you want to do any real living at all.
You’re mine, Jessica. Do you ken that? Mine.
Dude, you gotta hug it with both arms and legs and hold on tight! The present is all we’ve got. That’s why they call it a present!
When one begins at the bottom, ascendance is a given.
Because I know a priceless truth: when someone has done everything in their power to mangle your wings beyond recognition, to slice them to shreds so that they can never be used, there is only one way to win. Fly.
Sky above, earth below, fire within.