Evening of 2-19-6

My interior monologue is inadvertantly littered with “I can’t”s and silent admissions of failure. Without even trying, I give up. The cycle continues.

Like I’m under pressure. Like every minute of the day is stressful; I repress and sulk because every minute of the day is a minute I’m dreading.

It’s just a passing mood.

The hardest thing to believe is in yourself, I think.

Three depressed entries in a row… my gawd, boy you need some lsd, or sex, or a massage or something.

I’ll give you anything you want 🙂

That comment… Made me… Slightly wet… And I’m not wearing underpants

Timmy I want you

I can be quite the tease too… we will see who will pounce first!! I masturbated this morning and pictured both your heads. I came in about 40 seconds. I amaze myself! *Sucks on a charms lollipop*

I know I haven’t been very available as for recently, and haven’t been so much on OD, but, just wanted to send you a virtual hug.. nah millions of! ***********************hugs*************************** Love, R.