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Tuesday, January 31, 2006
I Can't Make You Love Me, I Can Only Love Me
I've spent so much effort and time getting others to like me when all that mattered was that I loved myself.
The importance of loving oneself is something I've heard many times before, emphasized; and, I do. It was sudden when it took a higher meaning.
I'm in great spirits these past few months, especially after New Year's. I'm having my fun, spending quality time with friends, pursuing my passion. There's so much going for me; I'm loving life. Hence, the lack of posts.
I've had four different posts I've written in my blog backlog but it almosts seems obsolete to post them considering my current stance. I don't want drama... well, maybe I'll post my New Year's adventures...
On a somewhat related note, sexually I'm a fucking tiger. I feel like an 18 year old again. The other week while I was jerking off, I spurted cum up into my mouth. I've never done that catch before. It was hot.
While on that thread... I met up with this couple from Rochester a few weeks back. Lying in bed, Guy#1 was jerking me off. My cock felt like it was about to fire off a cannon. I ended up splashing a double palmful of cum all over the hair of Guy#2 beside me. I was secretly hoping he'd do a Cameron Diaz ala 'There's Something About Mary', but he immediately wanted to take a shower.
Oh well. It was hot, I tell ya.
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