I wish I had a big d***. I think that the real big dicks out there, if they were like as big and as rock hard solid as possible like corded steel, sadly, I wouldn’t even be able to look. Like, I’m just too pathetic. When something is so big next to something that is basically worthless and meaningless by comparison, it’s like as much as I want to try and look, it’s like I can’t. Like my psychological system can’t take it in. Like it’s so big and scary like it simply can’t. And this makes me sad. It makes me feel like I am not worthy to be alive. Like I should just be put on a ship and dropped into the middle of the ocean to die at the depths like the worthless p************ human I am.
Being a human is s*****. All these limitations and things. Like as much as I would like to, it just isn’t a possibility. Because I’m just too small, too tiny, too non-existent by comparison. Like it’s such a strong aura of power like I simply cannot be around it like my body will just start making a run for it automatically.
I wish I was like a strong s***** person I guess. All people care about is s**.
I just wish I could but I know, I just know, inherently, my psychological system just will flip out. Because I’m so small by comparison. Like the real men. The real big men. The real real big men with the huge c**** and the infinite s***** power.
Like they don’t s*** from anyone, simply by virtue of their massive loads in their giant mastodon dicks. It’s like when you have a c*** that big, it changes your psychology. It like swings around and it effects your brain I think. It’s like if you were 300 lbs and ripped and stuff, you wouldn’t ever be afraid of anyone, for any reason, because it is so complete that you would kick the s*** out of anyone, it’s just a solid pillar of your existence. I think it’s like that with a d*** that is like mass-ive to a certain extent. It’s like it fucks with your brain.
I just wish I was a powerful s***** person I guess. But like, there isn’t anything I can do.