Too many cooks in the kitchen. Not very good cooks in the kitchen. And that's alright, but I don't want to be one but of them and I didn't it want you to

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Too many cooks in the kitchen. Not very good cooks in the kitchen.

And that’s alright, but I don’t want to be one but of them and I didn’t it want you to get rid of them. I would never expect anyone to drop anything or anyone in their life as a demand over me. People don’t work like that. Doing that, laying it down, doesn’t change that you want those cooks around and you will most likely go to them regardless at some point. You can’t force someone to do something like that. I just write it off myself and leave it alone. Leave it for dead. Act like a grown up about it. Let people live their lives how they want to, but I want no part of it. That’s the cost. Not sure of the value, I guess it depends on who you ask and what/who/how many totaL value it’s up against, value, regardless, it’s the cost.

I usual make my mind up based on the level of hopelessness, being realistic about the circumstances and if I is a hopeless situation, I write it off, wash my hands, and seriously walk. Not playing a game walk, maturely make my mind up being extremely realistic about it, being real, hard truths, reality, I donwhatever I need to do to forget about it. On the way, which is damn hard. It can be damn hard for a few years but once I have made my mind up, if after a few really hard years of walking away I’m so walking away this joint realistically about everything, especially everything negative…. We are never f****** taking again. It’s never happening again. If it was difficult, and I got out, I see that, taking communications as like going back to a bad addiction. Some things never really quite heal either. Some people look at it like the romantic way. love affair, they love they fight, they hate, they f***, then they break up and one of them has it in their head like a cheesy fairy tale “…maybe someday…. we can get together for coffee… talk…” That’s not always doable. It’s hard to synch that. It’s easy to think that for one, if you did the person wrong, it’s a different story for someone who feels like they were done wrong. Maybe they forgive, learned to live with, and getting together with someone who they feel did them wrong is counterproductive to them moving forward. It was no an experience with good memories.

MAYBE it’s the person you are dating for the year… But also maybe they don’t care who you are dating, they just thought it was a toxic relationship that was soul draining and they don’t want it back.

New Confession

I have to admit it. I love flashing my c*** to women. I don’t even care how old they are, as long as they watch. I do it in my car, on webcams and even out hotel windows on the beach in Florida. My c*** is slightly larger than normal but can’t be described as huge. At least 2 women did comment on how hard my c*** is. So far, no women have participated but they haven’t reported me either.
I was holidaying in Florida and lying a lounge near the pool and the ocean where I could see lots of women in bathing suits. Across the deck from me, lying on a lounge was a black haired lady with b*******. She was wearing a tiny bikini and sunglasses. I positioned myself so that, if she looked up, she could see my hard c*** sticking out from under my shorts. She didn’t indicate one way or another and because of the sunglasses, I couldn’t tell if she was looking. After about 15 minutes or so, another lady approached her. I don’t think they were together. The lady spoke to her, I couldn’t hear what she said and then she left. My lady sat up, pulled the glasses up over her eyes and looked straight at me. It seemed like forever, but was probably less than a minute. She pulled the glasses down and lay back on the lounge without ever having acknowledged anything. I knew she had to have seen my c***. The only thing she did was bend her knee so I no longer had a view of her p**** area but she did nothing to hide her t***. I didn’t trust the other lady, so I got up and left. Still think about that.
One night I was cruising in my car with my d*** out looking for a flash opportunity, around 8 pm and it was dark. Up ahead was a female hitchhiking. She was wearing a real loose dress and she was perfect. My plan was to offer her a ride with my c*** out. If she got in, great, if not and she closed the door, cool. As she opened the door, before she got in, the interior light came on for an instant and she got a great look.
Unfortunately before she could do anything, I was so excited that my c** just exploded all over the place, and I reached over, closed the door and drove away leaving her on the side of the road.
I wonder what would have happened is she had gotten in.

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I am not a religious type but of any faith i suppose i have the hope that reincarnation is a tbing the most. Because i have been stuck with the most prudish people imaginable, and i am not even talking about kinks necessarily. Sure i have those but they are primarily unfulfilled or not even attempted because i seem to latch onto the most vanilla/prudes imaginable whether a quantity or quality issue. Not claiming i am any god’s gift to s** just that my enthusiasm is limitless for someone else-s pleasure and fulfillment and most days my core needs are completely mainstream. But i am gonna hold off for what i want and need next time around. I get that some of my most extreme ones are not easily fulfilled. I realize that not that many people are going to be good with coming home to me head down a** up with a male dog knoted in my backside. Not everyone is going to be willing to drive me t****** in rhe trunk and drop me off in the woods naked and have to find my way to them in x amount of time. Or similarly drop me naked on the top deck of a parking garage and having to race down the stairwell to meet them for pickup before the exit AND pay the parking bill. Not everyone is down with being laid out naked on the hood of a car or bent over it (or bending me over it. Or even t****** and abandoned in the yard until daylight. But i feel like it is not fair that the only way my easier ones can be fulfilled,,,,golden or being spanked or tickled, or testicle torture….can only be addressed by a for hire d*********. Much as i crave those things that s*** is exoensive AF