dear basic diary,
nothing like before, the mindless instinct of who i am determines basically everything that i do. you always think you're going to have more time and then time runs out. my mind remains a playground for others, but i have the whistle to blow when recess is over and that's the difference these days. plus i know the going rate for a good blow job and i don't give change. yes, walking around in my shoes will sometimes give you a headache and chapped lips, but at the end of the day- i suppose a trip to the nurse's office wont hurt any body.
nothing like before, the mindless instinct of who i am determines basically everything that i do. you always think you're going to have more time and then time runs out. my mind remains a playground for others, but i have the whistle to blow when recess is over and that's the difference these days. plus i know the going rate for a good blow job and i don't give change. yes, walking around in my shoes will sometimes give you a headache and chapped lips, but at the end of the day- i suppose a trip to the nurse's office wont hurt any body.
