So life right now.The Arizona water thing…well. It..sigh fuckThe things I would do if my parents were dead.You see the world is this game to me. Truly, it is. I don’t see the reality of it. All of the ‘game’ feelings you have when you play one, that it doesn’t matter if you fuck up because it’s all fake anyways, that’s how I generally feel … Continue reading Dripping Clouds Soak Our Brains
O. Ever since Morgan ‘broke’ that halting of sexual release my body has changed. Literally. Down bellow things are flowing that haven’t for a long time. Isn’t that bloody fascinating?Well not bloody, more like a satisfied tug of liquid dripping down my leg. I might have to start wearing underwear. Then mum and I were sitting out on the porch watching the Kardashians. I used … Continue reading PTSD as a Sexual Brain Freeze
So,.,,, Well the title really fills you in huh? Just like me being filled shattered my body’s fear. It started with little fight responses. I scratched at him, bit him. Oh wait there was a reaction before that. Emotion restraint. He shocked my mind into a flood through my body, dripping hormonegenesis with a kiss. The chemistry reaction of pleasure tingles came out in reaction … Continue reading Morgan Sex Breaking PTSD
Our minds race with our brains, playing our wires like axons firing thoughts into words that let us play.My mental mind flexed and I felt hormones ooze out, they took my penis and lifted its girth, stretching it to where I could continue myself with it, urging me to use it as it hardened. I felt my blood seep into it and my thoughts leaked … Continue reading Primalsense
I’ve been evaluating the lagging of my mind and my fathers. How I keep doing the same thing again and again. Fuck it though it’s been a couple of days. I can’t type out the exacts because they’ve faded. You see, I had the title to this post saved in my drafts, and haven’t completed it until now, but it’s still important and needs to … Continue reading Young Alzheimer’s and the My Daughter got Raped Cleanse
So yesterday. My feet were in the grass as I moved them, my weight above them and pushing into the ground. It was after the long work of the day was over, from an office perspective. I wanted my mind to feel life again and to re-fragment its senses to Earth as it glitched away from the computer. My mind adapting to smells and wind, … Continue reading Fearful Resources might just be ChAnged rEsOuRces
I just shivered. Felt a fear trigger that seguayed my mind across memories, reminding me of when it was cold before. Memory flashes of being ticklish the day before, my nerves fragile..yet not weak so the wrong word that is. Easily activated. Yet not even needing stimuli to activate. On end Nerves on end Resting in the skin The faintest touch felt more, sweeping across … Continue reading Coffee Cold
Brain Projection: “I’m Disconnected. Fix my Chemicals Baby” | The Box of Chocolates Experiment The brain knows it.No matter how far I get through my layers and shatter fear and feel life. No matter how much I reach into existence and love it and feel the journey explode forth into existence like earth fondling my veins. Life can still scream. I don’t escape the disconnect … Continue reading Brain Projection: “I’m Disconnected. Fix my Chemicals Baby”
Can ‘happy’ be a brain path? Can it make it to where you only ‘see’ ‘happy’? Would the brain’s mechanism only path to ‘things’ that pathed to ‘happy?’ Especially if ‘happy’ is a hormone, say dopamine because I’m bad at the others, but it might not be. When that hormone is flowing it only takes you to the parts of the brain that it touches … Continue reading ‘Happy’ as a Brain Path
