Thoughts - Blog Posts
Very True!
TRUE!
You can't go back and change the beginning, but you can start where you are and change the ending.
— C.S. Lewis
“People think being alone makes you lonely, but I don’t think that’s true. Being surrounded by the wrong people is the loneliest thing in the world.”
— Unknown
“Never apologize for burning too brightly or collapsing into yourself every night. That is how galaxies are made.”
— Tyler Kent White
“I just want someone to love me hardest when I least deserve it.”
— Javson Johnson, “Building”
“I am thankful for my struggle because without it, I wouldn’t have stumbled upon my strength.”
— Alexandra Elle
“Some people don’t understand the promises they’re making when they make them.”
— John Green
“I like to listen. I have learnt a lot from listening carefully. Most people never listen.”
— Unknown
“She was the kind of person who took care of things by herself. She’d never ask anybody for advice or help. It wasn’t a matter of pride, I think. She just did what seemed natural to her.”
— Haruki Murakami
Hot&Humiliating
Watched my wife in the bathroom styling in hot bra and thong and a short skirt. Getting ready for a business dinner with her boss.
Only to talk about work... After she's leaving the house my brain starts working and my little dick gets hard...
She comes home late, no message or lifesign. I can't sleep nervous and horny at the same time....
This. The annoying orange isn't a leader at all.
sunday morning... rainy outside... and i'm a bit angry...
i know i will lose some followers with this post, but i'm sorry.. this is not just a "porn blog" it is "me".. it is about my feelings, what i crave, how i wish the world would be...
i'm angry, because of some comments i've read on insta, accoding to trump.
i read every day insane news from the US, and i get feared every day a bit more... but what i can't tolerate is, that in german comments to trump they all write about "the americans", the "USA"..
i know many of my followers are from the US... and yes, i do often chat with them about politics, and what is going on there... and i know many of you don't support trump, so no german should write about "the americans"... that's why i wrote on insta some comments to get the difference between "the americans" and the current president..
one important thing for me:
i'm natural submissive. i do believe in "misogynistic" fundamentals, i do believe in traditional gender roles. for example i don't think that a top leader should be female (i don't really know what gender merkel has.. "it" is brilliant.. but if she is really female, she is a huge exception).
i by myself refused the leading position in my company, because what i believe doesn't end if it comes to me. i try to act in my real life how i think it is right or wrong.
i'm against feminism. feminism for me is based on a inferiority complex. the complex to "try to be like a man". i never wanted to be a man. i love that both genders are different. i love that i'm weak, soft and round. and i love that men are stronger, harder and more muscular than me. it matches.
and one more thing: i'm very successful in my real life - and i swear, i've never been discriminated because of my gender. never ever in my life (and i work in a typical "male" job).
but all this, all my belief - has something to do with this current mad person, on one of the most powerful positions on this world!
i've read often, that everybody who is into traditional gender rules has to support trump. this is bullshit (sorry).
a good leader (the same as a good dom/master) is empathic and self-confident. he acts wise and advised. he first thinks, then acts. he first reads in the internet, what causes which beating, before he tries it in real with his sub.
i have a very good instinct for leaders, for men, for doms/masters.
and when i see trump, with his absurd hair, his absurd kind to speak, with his ridiculous way to act, he is a shame for every true alpha man. he is an ignorant, and i never get to knew a good alpha man with this trait. this trait is reserved for idiots, which need a good alpha to be leaded.
yes i do believe in male superiority. and i wish and beg, that exactly this will take place, and many american men will take care and push this idiot out of his current position. and i hope that they will speak with the tons of stupid (here on tumblr are soooo many) female subs, that voting for trump is not clever at all.
honestly, i'm not surprised - that more females vote for trump than men (in many areas). it is one argument, why i truly think about if my gender (me too) should have the right to vote.
sorry for this post... but i'm truly scared... and i feel helpless..
😘
Freedom.
Just because a girl is overtly sexual
does not mean she wants to have sex with you.
does not mean she has sex with someone else every day.
does not mean she wants to have sex with everybody.
does not mean she wants to be touched by you.
does not mean she doesn’t have standards.
does not mean she has STDs.
does not mean you and all your friends can try to fuck.
does not mean she doesn’t have respect for herself.
does not mean she’s stupid.
does not mean she wants to be looked at like a piece of fuckmeat (all the time😉).
does not mean she is incapable of loving or being loved.
does not mean she isn’t worthy of respect.
does not mean she doesn’t love herself.
I respect myself and love myself. I love myself by endulging in my fantasies and desires. Sex is primal and one of my favorite things to do is let go and do what my body wants. Liberate yourself and watch the magic happen. It’s worth it, I promise.
I just got out of an unhappy 8 fucking year relationship, and decided that I wanted to live life the way I wanted. I set myself free. From a housewife to a whore. I shed my skin and decided I was beautiful and worthy🍒✨
I’ve been putting out the energy I want and not getting it. Now I’m going to just reflect the energy I get.
no one talks about how hard it is when your mood is constantly switching between "its okay, i don't care. i'm fine" and "i don't know how much more i can take"
no one talks about how hard it is when your mood is constantly switching between "its okay, i don't care. i'm fine" and "i don't know how much more i can take"
Its never been about her she’s not the reason I feel down,
I just get so fucking tired having nobody around.
I push myself to push myself and what’s it even for?
I’m looking at the future and it’s filled with broken doors,
And they don’t lead to anywhere I’m lost inside a maze.
Just trying to find a home but maybe home is heaven’s gates.
So I try and fight the feeling and I take another shot,
In hopes it clears my brain before I try and take a, shot.
Yeah, it’s a little harder than you think,
I smile for the camera but inside I feel so weak.
I talk about these fakes, but the fake is really me.
Battling depression since before I was thirteen.
And none would ever guess because I wore the biggest smile.
No one would have guessed because I’m always running wild.
But every night’s a struggle and I cry myself to sleep.
They think I’m on a diet but I really just can’t eat.
So I sit here by myself as I put my thoughts down into words,
My anxiety is killing me and my skin it starts to burn,
I try and hold it back but tears flood like swimming pools
For so long it’s been over but I hold on like a fool.
Sure isn’t 5 years divorced & ready for a friend finally
“It’s never too late to start over again and to be happy.”
— Anurag Prakash Ray
Peel off
Clatter of the chips, pop a prayer like a pill, it's an imagined insurance for the shit with which you cannot deal in every lacking moment of assurance forms.
Turn to splatter on the wall no matter which way the coin flips, win or lose, the ball is gonna roll through the brain and bone.
Take a drink or two n' raise the bar, then hit the deck when all's said and done. Home is where i lay the dead at night, dome a couple tin piece men and lay still with them as they rot.
May as well make a show of the hole or straddle a pole, honey luscious skin shining for the money, or at this point for the fun out pokin' through to the tightly clad cloth, beckons to pull the trigger under trench, pocketed in coat. Cash, brass, bass and matter, nothin' else matters after crossin' lotus tree, got me needin' take axe and lighter, tell the boys to zip it up and get back to ship.
Leave the saloon and mount your saddle, watching the sun drizzle out while counting what's still in the gun. Spit and shine, visit like an off meal in some hole in the wall, sit down in and fall on through, get caught up in the scene rent an inn and rent to the passin', whoever may be comin'.
Stall or steer, let it take you or send it flailin' to the goal, life is a gamble, and I'm playin' to lose. Any end shall have been part of my life, any slip up my bust or loss, breathin' every moment I place a wager, meager vice versa play unto my vices and violence. I'm a dirty weasel painting the path of life on a finagled easle, make it easy and bear your arms to let us lay down ours, take in cuff and lock, skip and cheer.
Shatter a tooth then wreck the groin, rinse and repeat till the river runs red, I'll be playin till i end up dead, hair already grayin, what time do i got left? Green, black, red, glance at the number and glance at the shade, every movement a bluff, every moment a poke at the chip and the burning stove.
If life is a highway, every second is a toll booth, and I'm the held down fool convicted by the man, coursing with conviction und red as blood within vein, speeding past as many stops as possible.
Saturday, January 11, 2025. 17:03
Musa (administración del diablo)
Fue hace vidas distantes, que destilaba orgullo un día que me convertía mentor de una bella mujer que pienso, debió haber sido mas constante conmigo. No me importaba nada mas que mi estúpido ego y mi cuidado por enseñar no lo mejor, sino lo que era. En esos momentos no estaba focalizado a ningún otro pilar de mi vida mas que a la única compañera que aun no sabía, me acompañará de nuestra concepción hasta nuestra muerte, mi amante a la cual hay gente que le suele llamar Música.
Aunque fue la única ocasión que me permití transferir transparemente ese tesoro que tan ambiciosamente conservo, mantengo y administro ese no fue un impedimento para que esporadicamente antes de desgastarse una vuelta al sol se cruzaran palabras.
Llegó esa ocasión, de aquellas que solo pasan una vez, un destello, mientras yo flotaba ligeramante, adulante y distraído en mi cátedra , recuerdo haber sentido su luz por lo que entonces conocedor de ese brillo, acudí atónito a su encuentro. Recorrían impulsos eléctricos por mi cuerpo, desde mi alma que en ese momento inquieta, sentía un deseo inquebrantable de tomar contacto con su alma, fuera de toda prisión física y corpórea, solo alma con alma. Ella ya se había percatado de mi curiosidad, y estoy certero que un poco también de mi incertidumbre de ella. Acudí a saludarla agarrándome firmemente claro esta, los pantalones a lo cual coqueta y burlonamente me contestó de igual manera, con cierto aire tierno. Comenzamos a hablar porque me vio dando mi cátedra por lo que de ahí se derivaron más temas, fui muy idiota al creer que era normal, de ahí a la fecha lo he sido talvez , pues, ya casi finalizando, me enseño algo, me dejo perplejo porque solo así comprendí que era como yo, al menos.... en cierta forma, lo cual me dejo aterrado y fascinado. Se despidió y me quede pasmado, mi mente trabajaba a toda velocidad, vértigo, emoción, adrenalina, en conjunto para reconstruir su voz misteriosa, suave y cristalina, sus ojos de miel tan profundos y penetrantes que me miraban y acariciaban mi alma y su cabello castaño tan magnético y destellante que contrastaba con su tez morena y bella.
Con el tiempo fui conociendo día a día a una chica rebelde, inquieta, independiente, llena de energía y ternura que fue escalando nivel a nivel, ya sea por meras casualidades o causalidades impregnando su ser en mi alma. Poco a poco ganando mi afecto, mi cariño, mi transparencia, mi sinceridad y poquito de mi corazón.
Acepto años después que fui un idiota con ese error que cometí, de algún modo era de las únicas cosas que pude hacer, mas bien la última que quise llevar a cabo. No se como no me he podido acercar jamás a ti pues siempre tan fiera como cuando te conocí me tuerces planes y crees salirte con la tuya, tu manera tan pedante de etiquetarme de las cosas más ruines en la vida sin siquiera conocer lo mas vital de mi escencia, sin siquiera abrir la puerta para escuchar lo que he tenido guardado y creyendo siempre tan poco de mi, sin saber que no soy el mismo infante de hace cuatro años, que he sido moldeado por personas, vivencias y emociones, que te he tenido siempre presente.... aunque no sepas nunca he estado lejos, siempre he estado contigo de una u otra manera, a travéz de diferentes personas, en detalles y en momentos, angeles y hasta Dioses. Bien dice mi hexágono rosa que siempre parezco estar un paso adelante de mucha gente, y sí, me esmero siempre en anticiparme, cuidando detalles, claro tu siendo tan importante para mi jamás has estado exenta de esto.
Tu manera de ser tan, filosa, a la ofensiva, esquiva, furiosa y fugaz, siempre buscando proyectarte como la mujer mas fuerte, lo cual lo reconozco y admiro inmensamente, mas sin embargo, tambien conozco tu fragilidad, tus miedos mas profundos, los hechos que te formaron, tus prioridades, gustos, placeres y una gran parte de tu alma.
Espero al día en que según mi profeta, mi hermana gemela difunta y amada, frágil tengas esa dependencia al sol y pueda entonces concluirse esta historia, pero iniciar otra nueva, estoy gustoso en verdad de que me odies, pues de no ser así, no sentirías nada por mí y bien he descubierto que el proceso de amor a odio es lineal y reversible es un proceso bidireccional. No espero de ti amor, no espero de ti cariño, solo emprender juntos una sinfonía sin planes, espontánea y esporádica como las cosas más bellas de la vida. Incluso puedo sentir tu silueta bella junto a mí. Estoy tranquilo y te espero al final del camino, al inicio de otro donde este sol se vea ahogado por mi resplandor.
Con cariño: Freddie Sparks
Robert Mustang - Musa
Themed photos
Thought about taking part in themed photo days like other blogs, but if we decide to take part we'd like follower response and participation. Including you all to submit your own. Who would join?