21.9.26
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20.9.26
Seduction Safari: Home Depot
recently, I found myself strutting along in my local Home Depot, wandering about in search of: a lamp for my home office. consider this a master class in chasing ass huhuhhuhu jk, in reality ass chasing me if you want to be technical. relax and chill y'allz so uptight + supa serious. can cut that in half with a butterknife. but I happened to mosey on over to the kitchen area and was warmly greeted (beside the latest in fridges + modern appliances, kitchen windows + such) by a titillating rack of...titties. oh dear, oh my... so after the spell wore off, which wasn't that soon, I looked up to see a sheepishly grinning 🔥 (by Chicago standards, easily a 9 or 10) white chick leering at me like she was quite accustomed with the effect she had. I simply asked her 'hey gorgeous can I see one of these bad boys in action?' and her grin became a Colgate smile real quick, her hair flowing in the wind, and her teeth went *DING!*. she was giving off that 'we must procreate to ...
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20.9.26
boom!
you let me devastate you....you let me desecrate you.... yeah I know that was kick ass, glad you likes y'all know how I do keeping things classy around here.
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19.9.26
☀️ Summer Notes:2026
dad, it's been a minute since we last spoke you + I. this was the first summer w/o you here . and I felt that. at times people tried in vain to suppress such instead of giving themselves permission to feeeeeel. repression is toxicity of the soul. why fight what is? and I believe this absolute fear of vulnerability is what deadens people really. they want to be stronger, tougher, more resilient. like Frodo Baggins with the one ring. but in the end? even Frodo failed. it took a bigger failure, Golum to be the unintentional hero. as if feeling(s) were an inconvenience, an obstacle. which is weird given every emotional retard basks in these Hobby Lobby feel good euphemisms, therapist language, and toxic positivity. now I know what the author of crying in Hmart was rambling on about in her stupid book (a stupid book my cuz kept insisting I read). I say stupid b/c the girl doesn't even look half Korean, sounds like an annoying genZ who somehow turned Hmart into her own personal ...
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quote ♪
this ♪'s for you :: “We leave something of ourselves behind when we leave a place, we stay there, even though we go away. And there are things in us that we can find again only by going back there.” ― Pascal Mercier , Night Train to Lisbon
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18.9.26
18.9.26
post #4
nobody hardly ever reads post #1-#10, so anything goes here. this isn't filler, it's emotional content + also maybe something intellectually titillating (uhhhh, huhhhuhuhuhuhuh I said tit). today's topic is, boys + girls: communication. something we simultaneously are the haves + have nots. during the heady infancy heydaze of the information superhighway, we didn't overthink shit. we used it, we learned to use it (from others, or through study). we used it if there was some ROI, and that was usually validated through human responses we got in return. go on irc and have a lengthy conversation in a group chat about whatever. you meet some quality people and then some you wish you never had knowledge of. like in the movie Spotless Mind where Jim Carrey effectively does brain damage to himself to erase his ex, back alley labotomy in a sense. yet what we have now isn't legit communication. its synthetic, fake af communication. you and I can be talking, whether shallo...
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18.9.26
18.9.26
u watchy: Neagley season 1
I just started the 🔥 Denmark chick Maria Sten's Neagley spin off, in which she plays a P.I in my neck of the woods: Chicago. and well I have a soft spot for chicks with 🧬genetically blessed ass-ets (and boobies too huhuhuhuhuhuhuh) get it? assets, sounds like ass, yeah I thought it was clever too. anyways, the deadly sniper super assassin, with her gorgeous soulful eyes + tough chick attitude is busy having fun and investigating a secret farm cult who might of had something to do with her bff's unusual death (on the el tracks, yeeshhhhhhhh). I guess I found myself a bit homesick watching this and haven't finished the first episode (yet). but watching her + Reacher at a cubs game made me lose my shit. anyways, I can't explain it to non-Chicago peeps much. in the words of that famous poet, Spike Spiegel : I just love a chick who can kick my own ass.
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18.9.26
too much furture
I know that's right been around the world and I I I I can't find my baby I don't know and I don't know why why she's gone away and I don't where she can be...my baby...but I'm gonna find her... I see too many nerds who overtly g33kspeak, lovers of their own language + ideas, looking for adulation, props, and reactions from random people. sometimes I think, and I really do think they're just so full of hot steaming bullshyiatttttt that they themselves believe their own bull$hyiatttt. I see it in the art world, in certain writer's circles, design also (especially). it's the same ole shit: invent some shit, pimp it as being well thought out, hand crafted, whatever other bullshit you can think of. if we just look to the fake geniuses of rupi kaur, Attiticus, or Banksy we can see precisely what I'm talking about: fake ass genZ 'geniuses' who became internet famous. Banksy's a friggin master art world bullshitter. any legit graffiti...
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quote ♪
Ecclesiastes 3:1–8: There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens: A time to be born and a time to die, a time to plant and a time to uproot, a time to kill and a time to heal, a time to tear down and a time to build, a time to weep and a time to laugh, a time to mourn and a time to dance, a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them, a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing, a time to search and a time to give up, a time to keep and a time to throw away, a time to tear and a time to mend, a time to be silent and a time to speak, a time to love and a time to hate, a time for war and a time for peace.
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