getting funked by longevity

Hi friends,

There comes a point where the means out way the ends. You begin to realize that the time invested does not measure up to the life you idealized. No matter good fortune or bad, the light at the end of the tunnel never seems bright enough to make me want to chase it.

Sometimes i chase it, just for a taste. I get lost in a fantasy, feeling able to connect on deep levels, self actualization, ect. which i thought could be implemented into my own life. Soon after, that once deep feeling of realization and peace is shattered by the most insignificant problem, which somehow over rides the overall goal of peace and happiness.

This illusion requires a lot of time. Time wasted, if you ask me. Time creating something for someone in order to get something sometime.

As i get older, i tend to realize how the goodies are just not as good as nons make them out to be. My desires are more basic than that, and i am tired of pretending i fit it

-- Mon Jul 27, 2015 1:15 am --

TL;DR - I should have killed that escort. I am mad i didn't, but i wouldn't have anyway. I should have provoked them more so i had reason to. I hoped to find where they live - the line between nice and creepy is always so blurred with the trash of the world

mindfunkmmMM wrote:TL;DR - I should have killed that escort. I am mad i didn't, but i wouldn't have anyway. I should have provoked them more so i had reason to. I hoped to find where they live - the line between nice and creepy is always so blurred with the trash of the world

She's offering her services and you're paying for them.

If you don't want trash, why are you digging through a trash can?

I suppose i had a different outcome in mind.

I fronted, and they didn't do what i asked of them. If i wasn't such a sweety pie who cared about his record, i wouldn't have minded creating my own little mystery for myself to get off on.. harder than they ever could. They absolutely had no idea what they were doing. They must know how awful they are, right?

Why are these trash bags still popping pills and having a sht attitude?

They didn't even want to do blow.

They felt so entitled to just be a lazy rude bitch in my own house.

I am surprised they run their sht that way.. like i am surprised they are still in business let alone alive and able to work in strangers houses

i dont understand this thread
if you do not want to live, die.

Avruk wrote:i dont understand this thread
if you do not want to live, die.

I don't understand it either..,

@MF, you hired a whore and she wouldn't bang you, or what?

and that's why I quit escorts.
that s**t's expensive too

if you're still going to suicide MM, we should at least bang first.

mindfunkmmMM wrote:I suppose i had a different outcome in mind.

I fronted, and they didn't do what i asked of them.

You use the words 'them' and 'they' a lot in your post. Did the whore have a dick?

What wouldn't they do that you wanted them to do?

If you mean drugs, well of course they're not going to do drugs with you if they've got any sense in their head cause who knows what you'd do to them when they're high.

You're paying for sex, not a fuking drug buddy.

You indicated in your first post that you wished you'd killed the escort. Yet, your inviting them into your own home. How stupid are you, dude.

You wanna kill a whore, pick one up off the street. Don't let her into your car. In fact, don't even park your car near where you're planning to pick her up and make sure to disguise yourself from street cameras. Lead her into an alley. Put a hand over the bitches mouth to stop her from screaming for help and ram a knife into her, more than once to really get the feel of it. Done.

DS, keep on painting your own picture of what happened. This is very uncharacteristic of you.

Anyway, it wasn't the drugs. There were two of them. They literally wouldn't do anything i told them to. I had no intent to fuk them at any point in time, but they simply didn't comply.

DS, killing them was an after thought. I wasn't necessarily planning on it..

You all need to relax jesus christ

what did you ask them to do?