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7/16/2025, 9:16:00 AM
>>510513249
See I’ve known for a while they hate not being dominated/having power but it seemed counter intuitive to me. after reading your post I’ve been cured and now understand it is because they are physically incapable of being responsible and therefore anything requiring that will be incongruous with her lifestyle and it will be your fault. Enlightening thank you sage
See I’ve known for a while they hate not being dominated/having power but it seemed counter intuitive to me. after reading your post I’ve been cured and now understand it is because they are physically incapable of being responsible and therefore anything requiring that will be incongruous with her lifestyle and it will be your fault. Enlightening thank you sage
7/7/2025, 3:12:02 AM
>>509698468
I’m a hippy junkie and it’s like, painful, bro. I strive to be righteous but I can’t function without opiates in my body, I can’t leave my bed. I’ve been shooting up outside the facility I was supervising and I’ve shot up in the McDonald’s bathroom stall as a homeless person. Smoked crack in my sports car and went faster than I thought cars were allowed to go and sat in a jail cell for years at a time. I can work a job and be productive but I need that fix or the music stops and I cease to function. It always ends in ruin. My family is over me but my new one still loves me, I know the trajectory I’m on I’ll probably lose that one too, I don’t steal, lie, or cheat. I work my body til it’s numb to provide for my family and still pay my bills and fill my veins with dope. It is the walking dead a living nightmare. I pray to god to make me normal, I can never feel normal again.
I’m a hippy junkie and it’s like, painful, bro. I strive to be righteous but I can’t function without opiates in my body, I can’t leave my bed. I’ve been shooting up outside the facility I was supervising and I’ve shot up in the McDonald’s bathroom stall as a homeless person. Smoked crack in my sports car and went faster than I thought cars were allowed to go and sat in a jail cell for years at a time. I can work a job and be productive but I need that fix or the music stops and I cease to function. It always ends in ruin. My family is over me but my new one still loves me, I know the trajectory I’m on I’ll probably lose that one too, I don’t steal, lie, or cheat. I work my body til it’s numb to provide for my family and still pay my bills and fill my veins with dope. It is the walking dead a living nightmare. I pray to god to make me normal, I can never feel normal again.
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