

SleepThought and brain activity are what keeps one from falling asleep. Even though I'm sure that it's more complicated than that, let's just keep it simple, for the sake of comedic or realistic effect.Sleep
Those sweaty, sticky nights. The ones that leave that wet-body-mark on the sheets when you get up in the morning. Just eight, solid hours, I'm imploring.
But the screen's broken, the windows are wide open, and it felt like a mosquito just landed on your nut sack. Oh well, it isn't like you felt the 20 others land all over you body, back, and butt-crack. The only ones that really seem to bother you a


Moms, Dads, Parents...Mom, Dad, there's so much you know, And so much you think you know. You've known me since the day I was born, You brought me to where I first saw snow, But there's still so much that you don't know. I ache to tell you all about me, I want to express, but can't foresee What you'll think of me.Moms, Dads, Parents...
You see, it's all about impressing the parents, Doing things to gain the approval of parents, Obeying unqualified school teachers so as not to piss off your parents. Being well behaved at parties and family events to look good in front of your parents. Sneaking things behind t


UntitledI can see that she wants it... She lays staring back at me. Her legs spread slightly. She's dripping wet, The glistening of her upper thighs beckons to me. As I prepare to caress her skin, I notice my palms are sweaty. A feeling of excitement passes through my body, A sense of weightlessness... I approach her, She doesn't budge. As I feel her soft skin, Her petite body nuzzles the tips of my fingers. I rub, and rub; gently. Her muscles become more and more relaxed. She seems as if in a trance, Paralyzed by passion. I enter her slippery insideUntitled
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Aaron
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What you know you can't explain, but you feel it. You've felt it your entire deviant life, that there's something wrong with the story. You don't know what it is, but it's there, like a splinter in your mind, driving you mad.
You take the blue pill, the story ends. Your browser closes and you believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill, you stay in wonderland. And, I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes.
I offer only the truth, nothing more.
Take: The Red Pill
Take: The Blue Pill
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