Embargo

vodka. lovely.

i’m in a sexual embargo.

i have not had any sexual intercourse for awhile now.

my libido has been consistently disappointed. i think i might lose it one day.

masturbation! this self service act is getting old. i’ve fucked both grip holes made with my fingers. can there be other ways?

i don’t do holes that aren’t of humans. i don’t do pies. i won’t do pies no matter how good you may say it is. i wont do tub holes. i won’t do vacuum cleaners. i certainly won’t do any sort of animals.

my mojo may have already left me.

for ‘our’ sake or maybe just yours?

i may just be someone loyal?

i dont know.

i may have to self impose an embargo on carbs. i’m fat.

i think i'm fat. my friends say otherwise. liars! a stranger told me i am. i believe the stranger. a stranger doesn’t care hurting a feeling because chances are the same path may never be crossed again. the truth lies there, so i'm fat.

I AM FAT! fuck.

i’m fat and sexually frustrated?! fuck.

my ego is in critical defeat.