Thursday, December 17, 2009

Get The Rope

I was accused of having no emotions. Large accusation you fucker. I do feel.

I was accused of being too emotional. Poor observation. I just happen to care.

Which one is it? The day turned gray and the question lingered. Glass of wine in hand, I still think. I want it to make a difference and I want it to go away. Stay, but not so bitterly. I want you sweet.

4 comments:

  1. What better way to show that you really care - than to deliver high-impact, alternated spanking and caress / with the clear eyed, sober aim of someone who truly knows the principle that high velocity arm swing is nearly impossible if you tense up?



    Damnit. I have to get to work. I'd post some more great advice but I have to go work on sensitive microelectronics - you know, drive through freezing rain . I also happen to have to sell my home and get around to actually divorcing my wife (or just dropping the whole thing, either way).


    Tis blog has a long history of being 'written to one person'. In this case. Not me.

    So off to my home-selling, microelectronics-fixing, christmas cold grey day. Good luck Mistress Thinker


    PS. You might want to consider making a post secret then posting it here. :D

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  2. You're right about this blog and you're crazy Turner. But your craziness was always what attracted me to you. I guess you can call it magnetic force.

    Sell the house, divorce the wife, have fun with the microwhatevers, call me later.

    Besitos caballo.

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  3. Tutto e bene.

    When will you believe me?

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  4. The girl that melts hearts and steps all over them has feeling now? He must be special.

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