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Lately my feelings have felt different.
Rather than having one feeling at a time, I'm always swamped by several at a time. And whereas I used to be able to understand what I was feeling and profit from it, I can't do that anymore.
And each feeling that I have is blunter than before, as if I'm only pretending that feeling, trying it on for size. Nothing seems to get through to my heart the way it did before.
Its like a numbness. Like when you have been lying on your hand and the feeling all but goes from it, when you touch something, you know that you are touching it, but you can't feel it in the same way as you can usually.
The only thing I can feel is a sense of meloncholy, Its as if the meloncholy surrounds my heart and soul like armour not letting any other emothion pirce through.
I know what I should be feeling, but that feeling, doesn't feel quite right.
Rather than having one feeling at a time, I'm always swamped by several at a time. And whereas I used to be able to understand what I was feeling and profit from it, I can't do that anymore.
And each feeling that I have is blunter than before, as if I'm only pretending that feeling, trying it on for size. Nothing seems to get through to my heart the way it did before.
Its like a numbness. Like when you have been lying on your hand and the feeling all but goes from it, when you touch something, you know that you are touching it, but you can't feel it in the same way as you can usually.
The only thing I can feel is a sense of meloncholy, Its as if the meloncholy surrounds my heart and soul like armour not letting any other emothion pirce through.
I know what I should be feeling, but that feeling, doesn't feel quite right.
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Ho ho ho...
If I see any kind of Star Wars paraphenalia or fluffy handcuffs, one of us is not leaving this forum alive.
Yay!
*Sees everything has gone serious again*
*hides vaseline tub*
*Sees everything has gone serious again*
*hides vaseline tub*
Nah, hard to wipe off
or male bondage?
*runs back and grabs a seat and a bucket of popcorn*
need chocolate.....
*runs back and grabs a seat and a bucket of popcorn*
need chocolate.....
Is this male bonding?
*runs away*
*runs away*
And that's not a doughnut.
YOU LIED TO ME YOU BAD MAN!
YOU LIED TO ME YOU BAD MAN!
wait....
THAT'S NO FINGER!!!
THAT'S NO FINGER!!!
Sorry, thought this was the changing room
whats he doing wiggling his thingy etc....?
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