I walked a crooked mile
Leaning on my crooked stick
I forced a crooked smile
And thought about my crooked dick.
We're only here for awhile,
Kinda makes ya sick
Lovers come and go,
Habits you couldnt kick.
Rain makes mud,
But sun dries the slick,
Time ticks away
And gives us . . .
oooh squirrel . . ..
Once upon a midnight dreary . . .
No
There once was a man from Nan . . .
NNOO!
Think Jack - think dammit!
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7.8 billion -
And lonely . . . .
Staggers the mind when you think about it.
To the sad, broken hearted - I am with you ⚘
To the lovers - hold them tight, never let go! ⚘
Hug someone today - let them know they matter.
*she beat me to it. ?
*not edited - thats 6 birds
Intro is irritating, sorry - not my video
It is my belief that women know who they will give a chance, and who they wont. I put my self out there the best I can - and wait.
I no longer wish to chase, just for the sake of chasing.
Also, many profiles say "not looking", I respect that. And many profiles do not show at least a resemblence of who she is.
So I just put in my profile, contact me if you like what you see.
It has been said I could be missing out - I suppose that is true - but I have also been on sites like this for well over 10 years.
Ive had my share of "no response"s - rude responses, and even threatened on one occasion (2? ?). The stage, as it is set - man chases woman - gets tiring sometimes.
New world standards - old world modality.
It is curious to see the difference between when she responds to me vs when she reaches out to me.
35 to 40 messages on any given day - rude comments and dick picks. I do not wish to stand in that line.
I have made some amazing friends - People who have reached out to me, and yes, some that I have reached out to.
I believe (hope) my love will find me - and she will say "that is the man I want".
I have been contemplating this alot lately -
Am I missing out?
*Addendum - it would be sorely remiss of me to not mention the dear sweet angels that have reached out to me - thank you ⚘
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"Oh yess . . . . yess , whos my fuzzy wuzzy baby kins . . . ."
("She loves that damn cat more than. ..")
"Eyes down!"
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"Mumma will get you more sweetums, dont youuu worry "
"You have . .." she gave her watch a glance. "2 hours aaand . .. 14 more minutes, I should be back in plenty of time"
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He tried to blank his mind . ..
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Block out time . ..
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Time .. . .
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The door startled him - she brushed by without a notice, bags in hand . . . "Did you miss me pumpkins?" She tossed her coat on the chair.
(A bland - grey, banal old chair)
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Her heels approached - stopping under his lowered eyes . . ."How many!?" She demanded, inspecting the reservoir
"5 Goddess"
"You have . . . . 43 more minutes . . . I need 6!"
"Yes Goddess . . . "
dismay . ..
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"Jamie will be here any minute, shes picking up another dozen - dont go nowhere . .. " she said glibly with a chuckle, closing the door to the soundproof room.
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"How on earth do you get these to grow so well Ellen, you simply must tell me your secret! - Ive tried and tried, mine were never as healthy as yours are"
"Ohh, just plenty of care and nurturing" she smiled
"and my own secret blend" she whispered cleverly, with a wink.
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*not my photo
When she does that hip drop thing - oh my!
