Try to Remember to Forget
The possibilities are endless....
There’s a fine line between criticism, critique, and being rude.... balance that line well
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Sunday Fun( or inappropriate)
Posted:May 17, 2020 2:52 pm
Last Updated:May 20, 2020 1:02 am
Inappropriate: not appropriate; not proper or suitable:

incorrect, tasteless, unsuitable, unseemly, improper, wrong, irrelevant, disproportionate,GARBAGE, ill-suited, ill-timed, inapplicable, incongruous, indecorous, inept, malapropos, off, unbecoming, undue, unfit.

I love playing with words. What’s appropriate to some unseemly to others. Societal construct, religious belief, personal morals. That last one is a tricky one…. Depending on the person naturally: porn could be inappropriate, or being on this site while married, dating and talking to people. Some of the amazing erotic stories…
There’s things I personally feel are inappropriate
But I would not try to push my beliefs or views onto another person. I do inappropriate things( depending on who you ask) daily, like posting these memes. Oh and GARBAGE being in all caps is intentional. I love playing with words… I did not realize that all the images I wanted to post didn’t. Second try

The “ Nice Guy”...Not the genuinely nice guy. You are lovely.
Posted:May 15, 2020 3:16 am
Last Updated:May 16, 2020 5:47 am
And so I wrestle with the angel
To see who'll reap the seeds I sow
Am I the driver or the driven?
Will I be damned to be forgiven?
Is there anybody here but me who needs to know?
What it is that feeds this fever
As the full moon pales and climbs
Am I living truth or rank deceiver?
Am I the victim or the crime?
—-Gerrit Graham/ Bob Weir

**Just to be clear, this isn’t for a specific person. It’s for the collective.**

I went to find her twin… Where the molten lava flows freely and you can hear the screams and pain... that delicious pain.
I found the sacred stone, put it in its place and there she stood
Raven hair, gleaming eyes
In a mesh chain bra
Leather skirt
As I held her in my hand
I sensed what was coming
Without hesitation put my hand over my heart
With one Swift move and very sharp finger
She sliced back over the same scar
Settled in and
Purred in my ear
“Let’s see how many memories we can make this time”
How many tales we can tell
First time at a Swingers Club in Manhattan
Having sex on the roof of the car as the police drive by
How many hotel rooms piled with people high from the music we’d seen naked in jacuzzis, people piled on one another cuddle puddles
The first time on the boat fishing down the Sac River
Halloween when…… I stopped looking at my reflection, my hair Raven, eyes gleaming
Licked my lips and said
we have work to do..
Time to play😈😈

I learned, not all but a few, who proclaim to be a “nice guy” tells you that he’s a “nice guy” and are gonna prove it to you.. should you cross his path
Nice guys don’t have to declare that they’re nice guys they just are
But the ones who have to say it out loud so that echoes back in their own minds into their own hands so that they remember that they’re supposed to be a nice guy a gentleman
Treat you like a queen and a princess a goddess show you everything that you’ve been missing all those other men do not know how to treat a woman like you.
Run far.
Because these nice guys
Can’t face who and what they are.. if they gazed in a mirror long enough Dorian Gray’s picture would be glaring back at them...
It’s not for me to say I’m far from an angel but at least I know what I am
The nicest sweetest bitch you’d ever meet. I own it. I own up to mine
“Nice Guys” don’t own up to anything, and rather than face you like a man look
you in the eye when it’s time for you to go your separate ways,
A text, maybe a phone call if your lucky, or the silent treatment.
These men lost there nerve and their balls somewhere between every girl that rejected them and every guy who was better than they could ever be.
But just like Dorian’s picture, eventually you’ll have to face yourself, look in the mirror and see really see what you are.
I’ve dated enough assholes to know when someone is an actual nice guy
But keep sating it.. Maybe one day it’ll come true

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Posted:May 13, 2020 1:10 am
Last Updated:May 15, 2020 4:01 am
“Satin blouse unbuttoning,
satin blouse unbuttoning,
Time is a stripper's doin', it's just for you.
Time is a stripper's doin', it's just for you.”—Robert Hunter

Wednesday: Lyrically lustful
Images floating like clouds in a storm
The energy swelling
The hearts are racing
We both are sweating and swearing
The unholy prayer “oh God oh God”
This is not love making
Just pure raw FUCKING

Thursday: Try to forget
The sheets still soaked in your sweat
My pillow a reminder
Your shadow growing longer
As you hang your head and walk out the door
My cheshire cat grin
Fangs dripping, laughing
My mark left within the hidden
Folds of your thighs

Friday: Fresh fragrant
Free from phantoms
Who try to force your image into
My time
Your fingers not mine
Parting, plowing deeper and deeper
Into me
Forgetting myself I call your name
Like the unholy prayer
Finally you are there
Grin on your face
As I spread my legs wider
Feel you feasting
Your tongue lapping
Fingers gripping
The forbidden dance
starts again
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Memes for Mom🥂
Posted:May 10, 2020 5:11 am
Last Updated:May 10, 2020 11:00 pm
Sunday Mama’s Day Humor.

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Maybe next year
Posted:May 5, 2020 4:45 am
Last Updated:May 7, 2020 6:21 am
Maybe next year instead of a text
Sent much too early
I’ll get to wake you up by scratching your back
In slow paintbrush strokes
My fingers
Running down the side by s of your frame
Making their way from your collar bone
Down your sides
To the top of your boxers
Taking my time
Teasing you with
My feather like fingers
You let out a little
Sigh as I teasingly
Keep my fingers
Just out of reach
Of the heat I feel increasing
The tip of your cock stretches
To my fingertips
Light tickles
Focusing on the tip only
You sigh and roll
On your back
Pretending to be asleep
Your hand
Finds my breasts
Squeezing my nipples tighter tighter tighter
Your hand pulling mine to feel
How hard you are
You kiss my neck
Nibble gentle bites
Increasing the pressure on my nipples
My shirt pulled off
Our skin melding to one another
Your heat to my cool
You make your way from my neck
To my breast
Nipple between teeth
Harder biting harder
Your hand
Every callus
Exploring my body
Make their way
Down my panties
Feeling the warm from my pussy
Your fingers Making their way down to my vagina
I squeeZe...
Your cock getting harder small pressure Ensures that it will not get soft anytime soon
I crawl face away from you
Take you in my moth
Your fingers causing my hips to start moving
I gring into your hand
Feel the pressure
Build building building
Neither one of us can handle anymore we both
Moan And breathe
In Perfect union
I change my position again and again and again
I will not release until you do I will not release until you do until you do
I move quickly climbing on top of you
Fuck me hard
You hold me close
Fucking me and fucking me and fucking
Body begins to tense up
You start going faster and faster holding me closer to you wanting to push me through so I can see inside your heart
Feel your soul wrap around protecting like a perfect blanket
Eyes locked
I make my way like a hungry serpent
Take you
going faster and faster harder until finally it’s too much your body gets tense
Your cock overflowing
I swallow not a drop spilled
You hand me a shot glass of my favorite Bourbon
I look at you raise my glass
Happy birthday. Babe
We get up have a cigarette
Crawl back under the covers
Round 2😊

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Sunday‘s became Monday funnies
Posted:May 4, 2020 4:49 am
Last Updated:May 8, 2020 5:44 am
I have too many..enjoy

Sunday Morning Funnies.
Posted:May 3, 2020 2:35 am
Last Updated:May 4, 2020 7:02 am
Love inappropriate memes😊

Ahhh May...
Posted:May 1, 2020 12:30 am
Last Updated:May 3, 2020 1:13 am
Posted:Apr 30, 2020 12:12 am
Last Updated:Jul 28, 2021 7:01 pm

The first time we slept together you smacked my ass. We both froze.
Do that again
Why, do you like it
I don’t know yet, do it again

Your hand on my throat
Not tight enough to please you
But it was a test
To see how much I could take

When I showed your house
Wearing a long black coat
Knee high boots
Unzip I said
The look your face
As I stood there
Blue bra with gemstones
Matching panty
The Uber driver had no idea
I laughed

What do you know about pegging
You asked
I said
You showed video after video
Looked at my glass toy
Want to try
So we did
I went as slowly as I could
Easing the small ball the handle
Into you
The other end
Into my pussy
Eyes locking
I came so hard
My legs shook
But you weren’t done
With me
Not til morning

My body shudders as I grab my throat
Moaning with pleasure
The memories you left
To keep me company
On long nights
Of our fun

Years worth
And I am thankful for those and you.
Tuesday Morning Thoughts
Posted:Apr 28, 2020 6:00 am
Last Updated:Apr 30, 2020 9:26 pm
“Greet the morning air with song”—John Barlow

Tuesday morning dawn is breaking
The air feels different
There’s a feeling I can’t put my finger on
I don’t know, the possibilities are endless
What will unfold today
What will reveal itself, mindful manifestation
The heaviness of the past
The shackles that kept me bound
Removed once I found the key
Hidden by me
This whole time
Time is a luxury not to be wasted or taken for granted
A lesson often forgotten
This morning I remembered
This day is just starting
Can’t wait to see where it goes.
Part “Return to Love” by Marianne Williams, and Part Me: The Message Not Sent.
Posted:Apr 27, 2020 12:17 am
Last Updated:May 9, 2020 1:25 pm
If you are in a good mood, don’t read this..

The decision let go our grievances against other people is the decision see ourselves as we truly are, because any darkness we let blind us another's perfection also blinds us our own.
It can be very hard let go of your perception of someone's guilt when you know that by
every standard of ethics, morality, or integrity, you're right find fault with them. “Do you prefer be right or happy?" (I’d rather be happy)

Shaking our finger at someone doesn't help
them change. If anything, our perception of someone's guilt only keeps them stuck in it. When we are shaking a finger at someone, figuratively or literally, we are not more apt correct their wrongful behavior. Treating someone with compassion and forgiveness is
much more likely elicit a healed response. People are less likely be defensive, and more likely be open correction. Most of us are aware on some level when we're off. We'd be doing things differently if we knew how. We
don't need attack at this point; we need help.

Forgiveness forges
a new context, one in which
someone can more easily change.
Forgiveness is the choice see people as they are now. When we are angry at people, we are angry because of something they said or did before this moment. But what people said or did is not who they are. Relationships are reborn as we let go ( I can’t change where we met, I can’t fix it, nor should it matter)
'By bringing the past into the present', we create a future just like the past.' ( Your perception of me is going to be what it is, I can’t change it, control, or do anything about it. I can only change my reaction to it.
I’m happy, I’m finding my peace again, just as I hope you find yours.
You say we are too different.
I can’t recall losing hours of time talking, sharing thoughts, ideas, being open-minded enough to hear, not just listen to what was said.
Maybe we are, or were.
I don’t know you as you are now, anymore than you know me.
The state of mind I was in, and the burden I was carrying was unfair to you. And not yours to bare.

Grief was the tick tick tick BOOM I knew was coming. Who you met.. the woman who buried her brother days before we met. That broken soul who exploded on the day he would have turned 40.. that was the boom.
And I lost my shit.
I own it.
So I worked hard to heal old wounds
I worked hard to claw my way back
To be myself again
To be better than I was
For me.
Isolation brought me to a healthier place
But it doesn’t matter
You don’t know me. You never did.
So I added a 1/2 mark to my list of regrets
I regret we met then
But then again, I don’t regret my life as it is now
So I guess we both win
I got my life back I thought I lost a friend but I didn’t
And you...
You didn’t lose anything... or maybe you did
Time won’t tell
My ego was bruised but then I remembered
Egocentric thoughts
Like thinking you’re a good person, when you’re not
Or telling a person how important friendship is you
When it’s not
Or doing things that make sure you have total control
When you don’t...
I regret that I’ll never know the truth about the mysterious texts
from the other night...
Your tale was fantastic
And bullshit


Am I breaking my word now, nope.
Am I wrong..possibly, does it matter? No

You can continue shake your finger at
(figuratively)... I’ll learn my lesson for sure…
God I wish there was a sarcastic font.

We both win in the end, right?
*** I know nothing of her political, social views.. I liked these parts and put in my own***
I’m Hungry.. Not Thirsty
Posted:Apr 26, 2020 3:22 am
Last Updated:Apr 30, 2020 9:26 pm
Insatiable appetite
I’ve been told. I smiled the first time I heard it.
My toys though fun, aren’t doing it.
I brought this before
I need a vibrator.
I may be hungry, famished.. to be bit just right
To feel heat from another body
Hands that spank just right.
I may be starving to take that beautiful dick in my mouth..
Move positions, swoop my hair,
And take my time feasting
No need rush such an experience
And when dessert is finally served
Thick,salty sweet
Not a drop wasted.
And a shot of bourbon end the feast.

I may be fucking hungry, but I’m not thirsty
I am too picky
I’d rather starve than settle for something to just feed the ever aching need

So a vibrator will have to do
A snack
I could use a recommendation for a vibrator.

This week is going to be excruciating
Knowing that my hunger will be satiated
That I will feast on flavors I’ve discussed
In private
With you
Sample, and savour making sure my senses are prepared store every taste, smell ,touch, sound.. I plan to absorb it .
I’m drooling I’m so hungry

But until then…Vibrator advice would be nice.

I had to use the meme again...
I Meme...( if you need a good laugh)
Posted:Apr 25, 2020 2:57 am
Last Updated:Apr 25, 2020 7:25 pm
Some are great, some are great comebacks... Some are inappropriate and I have a whole file full of them I hope you smile, chuckle, guffaw. Feel free share them take them in if you’d like see more let know these are the mild ones

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