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frostc0r3 — Eh? Huh? - Stream of Consciousness Retardation

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Published: 2021-07-18 15:28:32 +0000 UTC; Views: 622; Favourites: 1; Downloads: 0
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I think I mentioned that the barest of fail safes, minimal processing and measured spontaneity, can open new doors/legs for a young man that's stuck in a rut. Slightly reigned back from sharting down your leg, uttering the magic words to Biden's demons, breaking all glams and illusions while rolling off a cliff. Not quite thinking with your dick, but close.. maybe your prostate.  So quick and slick that she'll want your dick decision making, that allows you to scale the invisible but impassable wall that grows exponentially lest you think about it.


Well I'm almost losing myself here. And normally I'd never re-post something, but the pic up there and it's content... it's a total fucking mystery. What I was getting at is long gone, possibly great for the moment, but I'm at a loss. Possibly skin shed for a purpose that was never meant to be recalled or reckoned with more than it already has. Breaking the ice after it's become a comfortable 75F. That last link, links back to itself which is easy to do. People still read Japanese, in between buying panties and cheeseburgers out of vending machines.


In a way it's a fault to the methodology. What's the point of being King of Ass mountain, if you can't remember climbing up and glossing over all the holes and crannies you held onto on the way up? Blind decisions now viewed with discerning eyes? I'd be quick to call that guy a huge fa.. Anyway that isn't an example, but on the subject of flimsy almost nonexistent choices, that will some day be tipping very heavy and immovable scales.


(by the way, this was written in a headspace and writing style that comes from being energized by exhaustion. I had to hold on until I could catch it and still I wasn't even close. Pulling meaning out of nothingness and conveying nothing when what you meant to say is everything. So yeah, no strokes, mental breakdowns or suicide letter manifestos here. Just grasping at straws and filling my pockets with hollow junk.)

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