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The Ace in the hole

It’s a shame that we have to resent each other’s success instead of following by example. Those who strive to succeed and acknowledge their full potential are pillars of hope and beacons filled with light that can expel the darkness which permeates our world. It doesn’t matter how talented, intelligent, athletic, or charismatic one may be, these traits are not fully exploited by those who possess them and allow a bit of it to be lost daily. In short, if you are to get anywhere in life, you have to work your fucking ass off, no matter how tedious or simple you may find your station to be. You have to pay your dues, no matter the size of the white hot supernova which fuels the unlimited power that lies dormant within you. I have made college look easy because the teachers consider me “talented” and “an amazing student”, but I am merely using the positive traits and “talents” I possess to work towards the success that I seek in life. I’ve had to take college course after course, extracurricular activities which require more of my time, and apply for medical and teaching school. I have to meet new teachers for programs that they think I would be interested in because I’m so advanced. In our country, we are given the illusion that we have a voice, but only allowed to say what they want you to say, believe what they want you to believe, accept what they believe is acceptable. The truth is, you make YOUR OWN VOICE! The more intelligent and well-informed you are, the easier it is to convince others to do the right thing, even if they ultimately don’t listen to you. Unfortunately, that is almost always the result, as most people have their minds made up about many issues, regardless of how wrong, outdated, or unbelievable they may feel about a given subject. You just have to get used to it! Don’t ever let that stop you from saying exactly how you truly feel, even if others disagree! I know, it is a blessing and a curse, To add to the pressure, I work 35-45 hours a week just to show that I’m a reliable, loyal, and hard working perfectionist with an excellent work ethic, thereby entitling me to higher positions with the company I work for at the moment. I lead by example, I am passionate about my hobbies, my personal life, my business life, my educational life, etc because I truly love and enjoy these aspects of my life, not because others have told me to. I’ve never been one to succumb to peer pressure because I do not wish to destroy the life I consider so valuable, and is in existence because I have something to prove to the world. Rest assured, you will be asked to do this by many people in life in order to reach the top, but if you find your niche in life by having the willpower to succeed, you too will find out how exciting it is to be loved for how much you can show the world how good you are!

This post sucks!!!!

Getting head, getting your dick sucked. receiving a blowjob, going down, oral sex, whatever you want to call it, it’s fun. I love getting a blowjob. A favorite fantasy of mine is to get my dick sucked in public, in front of ogling bystanders. I want a simultaneous look of disdain, horror, envy, and lust in their eyes as they watch me get my cock sucked. I love getting the rim around my head licked around and around in swirls, in both a clockwise and counter-clockwise motion, until my knees get weak and I start foaming at the mouth like a heroin addict. I crave the smooth motion of my lover’s mouth as her head bobs up and down, her hair slowly tickling my dick to make it feel like thousands of tiny fingers are massaging the base of my cock. A good blowjob will drive me insane, I will start screaming in pleasure akin to a religious person rolling around, shouting “OH MY FUCKING GOD” (you know, because religious fanatics are socially accepted mental patients). Top it off with kisses on the right spot while my veiny cock throbs and starts reaching climax, and as you do so, stare into my eyes as mine roll to the back of my head. Listen to my pleas and whispers, begging you not to stop. “Please don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop, FUCK IT FEELS SOOOOOO GOOOOOOOD!!!!!!” As she sucks harder, I cum so hard and fast that it feels like my cock is being coated in the softest linen, screaming at the top of my lungs as my semen covers her beautiful hair, face, and huge tits! “Oh god” are the only two words I can mutter as I fall on my back like I’ve been struck with a weapon that causes intense pleasure instead of pain! As I breathe heavily, I fall under a spell not unlike that of hard drug usage. A smile that has to be surgically removed from my face is all that remains of me.

The Art of Mind Blowing Sex and Blowjobs

Today has progressed well. Incredible food, incredible sex. incredible fun. As an atheist, I like to use the term “Oh God” whenever I’m having mind-blowing sex. The reason for that is because I just can’t believe it, just like how I feel about god. Oral sex is one of my favorites, especially when she pulls your trousers down with a hungry stare in her eyes as she bites her lips in eager anticipation. The feeling of a pair of warm lips wrapped around your cock as she tickles you with her hair because her head is slowly motioning up and down, all the while gazing into your eyes is unlike anything in this world. Don’t be afraid to be vocal about how good it feels. Women love it when a guy moans and shouts and tells her what a good job she’s doing, she will become more confident, resulting in her trying even harder to blow your brains out. As for me, I love to return the favor. I am a cunning linguist who enjoys cunnilingus. Guys who don’t eat out are chumps, in my opinion. I love running my fingers through her hair while kissing her neck as I receive a blowjob, and I love fingering her with three fingers as I eat her out. I love listening to her soft, pleasurable moans and tells me how good my dick tastes, and I love to do the same as I return the favor. A favorite fantasy of mine has always been sticking flowers in a woman’s love tunnel and gently blowing it on her. I am also a fan of big, natural breasts. They are so much fun, you can lick them, suck on them, stick your cock between them, and feel them up until you practically wet yourself. I love a good tease, too. I like to feel them up over her bra and kiss her neck gently while blowing on the base of her neck. You have to be real gentle with women. The art of foreplay is important. Don’t go for the goodies right away, work your way up slowly. Caress her shoulders, kiss her neck, make your way down her arms and stomach, tickling them softly. Play with her tummy a bit, so she can feel her temperature rising while butterflies softly dance a romantic tune in her stomach. Run your fingers down her curves, her sides, her thighs, then work your way back up into her back, massaging her until your fingers get closer and closer to her breasts. Massage them softly, squeeze gently, touch her nipples in a circular motion to turn her on. Whisper sweet nothings into her ear as your hands finally make their way down into her pussy. If you want to lighten the mood, make a joke or two. Nothing turns a woman on even more than a man with a good sense of humor. As she turns around and laughs at your jokes, lay her down gently, never breaking eye contact as the two of you share a gentle, loving, heavenly smile. Move in and kiss her on the lips passionately, women love it when you hold the back of her head with one hand and caress her face lovingly with the other. Kiss her like you were the last two people on earth. gaze into her eyes, and entwine your bodies until you are a single being, and fuck until you’re both sore and experiencing a trip not unlike a beautiful acid trip. Afterwards, the only thing left to do is have a beautiful, intelligent conversation filled with smiles and cuddling. When it is time to continue the day, make sure you smile at her at every given opportunity, and throw in an “I love you” as a surprise here and there.

Rose Petals and Gold Medals

Daisy, I thank you for always being here for me. I thank you for everything you’ve done and continue to do for me. I wish I was an even better boyfriend for your sake because sometimes I feel like I’m not worthy of you. I’m so happy that I might you in this lifetime and that we will continue meeting until the end of time. In every parallel universe or subsequent afterlife, I will always pick you. There is no one else out there for me than you. I wish I could pick every beautiful flower and cover your hair in a chromatic sequence of every color in the universe. I want to ensure your safety forever. If I had to, I would die for you a million times over. When I gaze into each of your eyes, I am reminded of the purity which lies within your soul. As my eyes descend deeper into the neverending tunnel of pink love, the light becomes brighter, friendlier, euphoric, a warm blanket composed of pure bliss. If I could, I would stay in this comforting, magical elysium for eternity.

Dimension of Love

Your soul is entwined like a bed of vines around my very being
Sweeping me off of my feet, dragged down below
To the depths of your divine and esoteric world
I surrender to your embrace, dimension after dimension
Each better than the last, infinite, unconquerable love.
Parallel worlds of light and life, reviving the notion of romance
We’ve done the unthinkable, created an undying unity.

Life: The Untold Story

Enjoy your life! You’re not getting another one. Appreciate the oxygen you breathe, the blood that flows through your veins, the chemicals that run freely through your brain that produce the reality in which you live! I know I do. One day I will cease to exist, followed by decomposition for consumption by lower life forms, and my essence will return to the universe. When that day will arrive, no one knows, nor would I like to know. I am not naive enough to say that if I had the knowledge of my date of death, I would do my best to live my life until then, For example, if anyone knew that day would be tomorrow, they would be freaking out and too fearful of their imminent demise to carry on properly. Long story short, just live, dammit.

No more Mr Vice Guy

Despite what your peers may tell you, there’s more to life than doing drugs, imbibing alcoholic beverages, and having promiscuous sex. Those are worthless endeavors, and as such, shows a lack of self-respect, willpower, and a weakness to destructive pleasures rather than concrete ones. There are a lot of fun ways to use your talent and time productively. Art, music, games, friendship, science, getting an education, improving, creating, inventing, learning, loving, critical thought. These answers are not found within the walls of a church, it is found within oneself. Empower yourself, empower the world. Be a leader, not a follower. Realize your dreams, not someone else’s. Keep your body and mind sound, you only have one, after all. Empower yourself, empower the world!

The Duality of Geniusanity

My inspiration for life has returned due to being (once again) an unmedicated schizoaffective/OCD/bipolar and PTSD patient. I don’t know if it’s a good thing or a bad thing, but I seem more in tune with the world. I am obsessed with the minute grandeur of the surrounding beauty found in nature. I want to take more risks instead of just lying there. All I get is the occasional auditory hallucinations, but I feel I can block them out effectively. I am inspired to write, to read, all because my thoughts are an infinite quandary of theories and hypotheses, or merely funny jokes. Everyone says it’s bad when your thoughts race a million miles a minute, but half the time I find it to be a fountain of pure logic and rationality, the other half, well, not so much (thoughts that range from dark,nihilistic, cold hearted, distant emptiness). I’m still as affable and intelligent as one could be, but the system insists on institutionalizing me once again during the holidays

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If I could, I would buy the whole world a dictionary so I can understand what 80% of people on the internet are talking about. Here’s one of the funniest misuses of the english language I’ve seen recently! “Gta”! Instead of “gotta/got to”! What the fuck? Whenever I see that, I immediately assume someone’s going to talk about #GrandTheftAuto, resulting in a disappointing conversation because I love talking about video games, especially GTA! Proper spelling, syntax, and grammar are all important. I don’t care if you’re not in school anymore, it’s still just as relevant today as it was when you were in high school. What’s even more pathetic is how most people nowadays have smartphones that usually come with a standard “auto-correct” feature, and they still fail miserably at spelling! Then they call people like me arrogant assholes for trying to spread literacy. The arrogant assholes are the ones who think they can circumvent the rules of the English language just because it’s “easier”, which also makes them LAZY! “Oh, we aren’t in school anymore, that was a long time ago” WAH WAH WAH! You learned how to take a shit when you were a toddler, and most of you don’t get up off of your seat while in the middle of pitching a loaf to paint a shit portrait with it on the wall! Point is, don’t take for granted what you’ve learned, and if you don’t know something. learn. Ignorance and illiteracy is sad, not funny. Teach them, not join them.


Some say I’m too hard on myself. I demand perfection for everything I dedicate myself to. I suppose my over-achieving mentality is what has kept me eons above my peers since I can remember. I learned how to walk and read when I was a mere 4 months of age. Since then, I immediately became aware of what a cruel, cold, uncaring world we lived in. At the same time, I demand equal perfection from those around me, resulting in clashes and alienation from even those whom I have grown close to. Furthermore, my draconian, lofty standards are hard for even myself to keep up with, leading to depression and anger on my behalf. “You must do better”, I constantly hear echoing from the recesses of my mind. However, it’s not all darkness and nihilism. Truth is, I consider myself a pretty optimistic person, and have a pretty healthy outlook on life and humanity in general. If everyone in life pushed themselves beyond their set limitations, we could all achieve more and the world would be filled with intelligent, rational, compassionate, caring individuals. We would all lift the helpless to their feet, and see war and imprisonment as a last resort. We would build schools rather than prisons, shelters rather than institutions, medical facilities instead of army bases. Everyone would be entitled to medicine, shelter, clothing, and food. We would all live in one nation, Planet Earth, and rid it of invisible borders that divide us all. Of course, this may sound like a pipe dream to most people, but to me, it’s the world we should all strive to create. Next time you feel like perfectionists are pessimistic and grumpy, just think of the ends, not the means.

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