Today I fantasized about really angry sex with someone I hate. Thought about it the whole walk.
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~Attila
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9 comments:
eeewwww.... that's gross!
Why would you do that? ...well, I guess you can still be attracted to people you hate but still, have some class!!!
Have some class? Why start now?
Well, I think hot angry sex would be friggin' great! You can be hot for a guy and still hate him, but wanna shag him anyways. Makes it all the more fun I think.
on the way to work yesterday, i concentrated on not shitting myself. on the way back, i wasted my energy focussing on the subject of a tight whisky pact. perhaps i wish i were thinking about hate sex.
I should be thinking a lot more about the importance and repercussions of the whiskey pact because the elements that brought about its existence are still chipping away at me. I think about these characters all the time on the way to work and they reciprocate enough to make the pact a rough journey. But ya gotta keep focus.
Can't remember the thought involved in my last commute to work, but assume today's musings will include wondering how I'm going to make it through eight hours of physical labour with the bloody big hangover I gave to myself. It shall suck.
last walk to work had me fantasizing about being at a spa near the ocean with glenn danzig-- we were swimming and feeling so well.... and also, on the return home, about being fingered madly by a man with large hands.
On the way home from work today I thought about getting hit by a fuckass customer's car. They would feel bad and I would give them the fingers while i bled to death on their aerosoles. and marrying bryan ferry. in 1981.
Nothing says "hatefuck" like Paris Hilton. I think we can all agree on this one, even if vagina ain't your thing.
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