Explore the Depths of My Inner Most Thoughts

black-culture:

First i’m all like

Then i’m like

ROTFLMAO!!!!!! That’s too Damn funny!

I can honestly say that I’m a horny mofo 24/7 365. I’m a Scorpio, its in my blood. But it has never been meant for any and every woman. Its not in my nature to strive to want to sleep with every woman…Don’t get me wrong, its some super fine ones out there, but sex has always been more than just an action for me. It’s a private connection that I choose to share with someone who not only I can TRUST, but stimulates my mind, body, and soul with more than their looks. That Woman fuels my passion driven by their thought processes, openness, physical actions, deep conversation on the subject at hand, and the willingness to explore where this shared experience will take us both; with No Inhibitions, No Reservations, and No Facades that hide whatever freaky sexual thoughts, actions, or conversations we want to share with each other. I am a very private protective person, but that is only to the world outside of what this Woman and I share. But with Her, there are No Reservations, there are No Limits, and No End to the pure passion I pour into every bit of our Love Making Explorations.

Everyday I work my everliving ass off not only to be the best worker i can be…but also at being the best man I can be…maybe I strive for too much, maybe I don’t. Maybe I live too far into my goals and not into my today…I don’t know. Most days I feel like total shit…Completely worthless, and yet those are my most productive days. Other days I feel like I’m on top of the world and nothing absolutely nothing gets done…There are of days where I feel like a complete stranger to those who are closest to me and so close to people I’ve only met once.  There are days where nothing I say is taken into account…its just hot air blowing by; another second of my time dead and wasted…Try saying things 12 times before you’re consciously heard( It makes me want to shout at the top of my lungs and pull my hair out)…Other days complete silence keeps me in bliss. Some days I feel truly loved and others I feel like a dirt spec on a wall. There are many days that I am raging inside with anger with no release…like a ticking time bomb…There are days I choose to be the bad guy…and yet I’m never taken seriously. All of what I’m typing is purely what I feel constantly. I’m an enormous conundrum with no true answer…Furious, Passionate, Depressed, Elated, Visceral, Intuitive, Loved, Hated, Feared, Praised, Neglected, and Cared for…