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Because essentially, that is what my life has become in it's entirety. Ponder, if you will just for a second, everything you do in your day to day lives. Most of you reading are students, I assume; look solely at your schedules. Daily, three out of every five days week, five out of five if you're a trained slave you run to and from class and building until it becomes something so natural that you could do it with no more difficulty than tying your shoes. Society is trained. We're all just mundane monkeys in a global science experiment.
Well, not really. But sometimes it seems like that, innit? I feel like my day to day has become a literal 'day to day'. Allow me to break it down: every moment is allegedly holy in the sense that our every moment is and could be our last. Every breath should be treated as a gift, right? Some guru prolly said that once.
I don't know why I'm writing this. I'm bored. I'm high but the bag's empty... perhaps this is my way of lengthening the metaphorical 'buzz'. Is it odd that I get exhilarated when I literally pour myself onto the page? Screen?
I kid.
Today I had one of the worst days of my life, since I've been in Gainesville. I don't want to write about it. Why? Because if you knew me, you might identify me, you fools! (Not saying I'm not open to responses. Just gotta love the anonymity of the internet.) But let's just say that I did not feel like a lot of today's moments were holy at all. In fact, I feel like... metaphoriy, a lot of what I went through today was satanic in the sense that it was fucking insanity. People really are stupid as shit, you know that? And rude. I may not be the nicest person in the world; in fact, I'm downright an asshole. But I'm a courteous asshole; when dealing with people in my 'DAY TO DAY', I tend to consider them as respectable individuals until shown otherwise. Today, I was shown otherwise.
I just need to know that somewhere, hopefully in Gainesville, there is somebody INTELLIGENT and WITTY enough to keep me on my toes without being a total ragg. I've noticed that a lot of intelligent people are pompous. Intelligence should not be flaunted. It should be cherished. Relished. Endeavored.
And relax ladies (gents if you're weird enough to browse every section!), I'm not looking for love. I move out of this hellhole in less than a month. I'm just entertaining myself and hopefully others.
S.