“Okay, this is the wisdom. First, time spent on reconnaissance is never wasted. Second, almost anything can be improved with the addition of bacon. And finally, there is no problem on Earth that can't be ameliorated by a hot bath and a cup of tea.” ― Jasper Fforde, Shades of Grey
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BOOK: The Perks of Being a Wallflower
By Stephen Chbosky
“It's much easier to not know things sometimes. Things change and friends leave. And life doesn't stop for anybody. I wanted to laugh. Or maybe get mad. Or maybe shrug at how strange everybody was, especially me. I think the idea is that every person has to live for his or her own life and than make the choice to share it with other people. You can't just sit their and put everybody's lives ahead of yours and think that counts as love. You just can't. You have to do things. I'm going to do what I want to do. I'm going to be who I really am. And I'm going to figure out what that is. And we could all sit around and wonder and feel bad about each other and blame a lot of people for what they did or didn't do or what they didn't know. I don't know. I guess there could always be someone to blame. It's just different. Maybe it's good to put things in perspective, but sometimes, I think that the only perspective is to really be there. Because it's okay to feel things. I was really there."
Source: The Perks of Being a Wallflower ✿⊱╮
MAN! You’re driving me NORMAL!
By MeeShi
Continues (3)
Virtue… runs shallow between us — we don’t pretend to be righteous in the dark of night or the light of day, because we are animals, and we do as they do — enjoy the hunt and savory the victory of a sexual conquest.
I laugh at times when he tells me of his prelude to triumph over the purest of virgins, like a cat pawing playfully at a mouse before the kill, — he’s like a mirror image of myself, but with a talented dick that deserves an applause after every performance, and I, in the audience watching.
“Well played!”
To be continued on Sunday. ✿
RED SNOW
By Shi
Red is my color.
Why?
Its wild, loose, bright and high —
In and out I’m feeling hazy, red makes me crazy!
So bad, so delicious, so sad that red —
Loud it can be, fast it can go;
High, high, high, I’m on Red Snow!
Little pills so small, but giving —
Up I am and down I’m living.
I give it all to red and red is giving.
(R.I.P. MAMC)
March 12, 2003
Copyright © SHI 2003
HAND JIVE
By Shi
To my wit I’ll stick with it,
To the end it'll never bend,
But just one nudge,
Just one slip, I’ll get it!
Smothered in it,
Shines like new,
Sticky like glue,
You're playful in my hands,
I'm your number one fan.
Aug. 28, 2004 10:51 p.m.
Copyright © SHI 2004
“Good sex is like good bridge. If you don't have a good partner, you'd better have a good hand.”
― Mae West
Enjoying a full moon while medicated, or my outdoor porch light that is shining so bright.
MAN! You're driving me NORMAL!
By MeeShi
Continues (2)
I know who HE is, but who am I? I cannot absolve him of his sins and even if I could, I would not. Our vices run deep and mine play in places where the light is dim and sometimes blue.
Virtue...
To be continued on Friday. ✿
MAN! You're driving me NORMAL!
By MeeShi
HE, is mentally and emotionally draining me. You would not expect that if you saw him with his broad shoulders, masculine hands and rugged good looks. Women buzz around him like bees swarming a lilac bush, and at times he seems uninterested in their attraction to him. Some might say he appears to be too serious, teetering between false pride and vanity, or just possibly… gay?
I know his secret that lies in the intimate places of his heart — his confessions softly told to me as if I could give him absolution for his transgressions.
To be continued on Wednesday. ✿
JOKE: A Man Goes into the Job Center…
By Robert Nashwick
A Man Goes into the Job Center in downtown Denver and sees an ad for a gynecologist’s assistant. Interested, he asks the clerk for details.
The clerk says, “The job entails getting the ladies ready for the gynecologist. You have to help the women out of their underwear, lay them down, and rub soothing oils into their private parts so they’re ready for their examination. The annual salary is $65,000, and you'll have to go to Billings, Montana.”
"Good grief,” exclaims the man. "Is that where the job is?"
"No sir,” syas the clerk. “That's where the end of the line is right now.”
“Cats are the lap-dancers of the animal world. Soon as you stop shelling out, they move on, find another lap. They're furry little sociopaths. Pretty and slick — in love with themselves. When's the last time you saw a seeing-eye cat?”
― Andrew Vachss, Safe House
