Sometimes, I don't have anything to write about. It's times like these that I simply write to make myself feel better. I don't think anyone reads the things that I post so I'm not really worried about alienating my audience. It's nice, because I don't really have one. Anyway, I guess I can write about my day.
I woke up and masturbated to the thought of a stripper grinding her wet pussy on my chest, and that was kind of nice. I've stopped looking at porn for over a week now, and I must say that it's kind of nice. I haven't noticed a change in my sex drive, but I'm just hoping to be able to focus more on things that matter to me. I have been writing more music now that I think about, but I don't know if that is as a result of quitting porn. Does it really matter? If nobody reads these blogs, then no one is going to listen to my music either. I know there is something that I intend to put out into the world, but I can't quite figure out what it is. What's going to give me the most fulfilling life? Certainly not chasing money around. Greed is for losers.
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