Originally Posted by
Youngblood
Ok, well, if it makes you feel any better, this thread has caused me serious personal turmoil as well miles. Now any of the mods can probably check and see that I have been up for something like 36 hrs. Roaming the forum, entering threads, and particularly checking, oh always checking this one. Why you might ask? In fear miles, and worry...a looming sense of doom. I was beginning to think I may have inadvertently off'd you somehow. Now go ahead mods...check my forum time.
Well let me tell you about last night and how this situation personally has progressed for me. I went to boxing last night, then came home with my girlfriend. Now normally we fool around and if we don't head directly for the push me pull ya swish swish...and I am distracted, it has become customary that I settle for a replacement hummer to which I promise to oblige back at a later date but never do. But after viewing this thread last night...I got so damn down, contemplating my evil actions and the despair it caused, that I began to drink. I began to drink and drink and nary did I accept my lovely gf's advances. I was clearly focused on the booze and my now spiraling depression. Upon her seeing my condition and unwillingness to follow her to the bedroom, it was understood which route we were going last night.
Now let explain that in most, no, all previous occurrences as such, I can generally fire one off into her chipmunks in close to 60, no, often under closer to 45 seconds. To what I assure is a beneficial arrangement for both of us..and I know for certain me. But due to my lingering sulleness and guilt over this situation, compounded by the alcohol, also a result of this lingering ordeal, I found myself in uncharted territory. Not only did I have to labor through what must of been an extremely long, drunken now I might add, suckle pop session lasting nearly 8 complete minutes.But so did my poor girlfriend too. Which brings me to my next point.
My girlfriends parents aren't rich people. In fact, we could say the finances in their house are strained to the degree that when the topic of money comes up it often leads to marital squabbles. Yes, they fight. Now that may seem like a sort of random hardship to bring up, but I assure you it is related.
My sweet girlfriend, daughter of the less the wealthy parents who fight under the stress of a financial burden, recently just had her braces taken out. Braces that as I understand were surgically implanted through a specialized periodontist that requires great monetary indulgence. And one should never wonder if parents should have to argue about such things as costs to better their children's lives, but let us accept the possibility. Well miles, I will be frank. It would appear that 8 continuous minutes of her pleasuring me may have caused some sort of jaw misalignment. I know right. And why ...well, the reason miles, was the booze.
Yes the booze because of my feelings of sadness and poor coping mechanisms due to my own childhood shortcomings (but I won't even go there, trust me, you don't want that) may have caused her physical damage, leading to further expenses that could come, and I am completely serious here. That could inadvertently lead to the end of their marriage. And why miles, why? Because of the sadness I have caused you.
So all of this, my loss of sleep, my taking to the bottle and developing now chronic alcoholic tendencies, the potential permanent damage I may have caused in those 8 long minutes to the bony structure of my sweet girlfriends jaw, the potential financial feuding over it, the fall out and stress on their family, her mom and dads marriage. My own now developing pattern of depression. The alcoholism. My future, her future, all of our futures, and why miles, WHY?
ALL BECAUSE YOU CAN"T LET IT THE FUCK GO!
I hope you can live with yourself. :-\