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But I've been polite. I've decided to, er.. refrainfrommasturbating while in their homes.
It's driving me insane. I feel like someone's slung a sledge hammer between my groin.
The first week or so was fine, my back's being a real pain at the moment, and I managed to trap nerves and stop my lower body from feeling anything at all. Er, that wasn't on purpose.
But every now and again the pain seeps away and I'm left with not-numbness, which results in a strange and animalistic attraction to the closest female. Oh dear.
On Saturday I'm going to a Thunder gig in Astoria, London... and hopefully, by Monday, I'll be back home.
This is insane. If it wasn't for my admitted f**ked up spine, I don't know how well I'd be doing here.
If there was a point to me telling you this I'd tell you, but I guess if I snap and start murdering every last one of you, please forgive me, I'm just frustratingly horny.
Oh dear, now I can't stand up.
I'm going to walk into Bury St Edmunds and try to pull.
The wars that would be triggered...
> There might be a hoe or two, but not even I'm -that- low.
Just go to a motel for an hour or so.
And trust you to reply first... :) Look, as much as I bloody want to nail someone there's a few small problems regarding availability of beds and women.
Hmm...
Drastic times call for drastic measures. I need to get laid.
But I've been polite. I've decided to, er.. refrainfrommasturbating while in their homes.
It's driving me insane. I feel like someone's slung a sledge hammer between my groin.
The first week or so was fine, my back's being a real pain at the moment, and I managed to trap nerves and stop my lower body from feeling anything at all. Er, that wasn't on purpose.
But every now and again the pain seeps away and I'm left with not-numbness, which results in a strange and animalistic attraction to the closest female. Oh dear.
On Saturday I'm going to a Thunder gig in Astoria, London... and hopefully, by Monday, I'll be back home.
This is insane. If it wasn't for my admitted f**ked up spine, I don't know how well I'd be doing here.
If there was a point to me telling you this I'd tell you, but I guess if I snap and start murdering every last one of you, please forgive me, I'm just frustratingly horny.
Oh dear, now I can't stand up.