Brain Stream
C-Bass has been moved out for a day (although some of his stuff is still here waiting for him) and even though he's literally a stone's throw away, it's kinda rough. It's nice having the place to myself, but I know loneliness is going to take its toll soon. I'm building a fort on one of the beds to feel better.
I don't know if I have posted this in here yet, as tumblr and my sex blog have pretty much consumed my blogging life... but I am the new shelter manager at CatMan2 and loving it. Fuck Wal-Mart.
I'm not man or machine, I'm just something in between.
Those lips... unf. Give give give give.
This time of the year always makes me kinda sad in a really beautiful way. The cold weather makes me long for someone, for starry nights and hooded sweatshirts, for warm kisses and deeply passionate sex, for singing in the car with the windows down, for spicy food and hot tea and... just somebody who fucking cares. Anyone who will give a shit.
I don't know if I have posted this in here yet, as tumblr and my sex blog have pretty much consumed my blogging life... but I am the new shelter manager at CatMan2 and loving it. Fuck Wal-Mart.
I'm not man or machine, I'm just something in between.
Those lips... unf. Give give give give.
This time of the year always makes me kinda sad in a really beautiful way. The cold weather makes me long for someone, for starry nights and hooded sweatshirts, for warm kisses and deeply passionate sex, for singing in the car with the windows down, for spicy food and hot tea and... just somebody who fucking cares. Anyone who will give a shit.