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This one is going to be disjunctive.
I found the definition of cosplay
I am completely out of sync
I don't want to smoke cigarettes AT ALL, for the cost.
I am thirsty, hungry, lonely and the only thoughts that will balance require the phone.
Im not going to lie
Aggression is down, but wow! Do YOU care? That IS A LOT OF people! A lot of rounds passing my house. I fight to put the right info in the right places. To be relevant, thoughtful and responsible. But the affair keeps no pace. Let me try to dramatize the morning.
We separated. Both unsatisfied. Both cartoony. Last night was fucking amazing and I did not think I could improve upon it. SO I left for power and suspense. Please be aware that due to my captivity I have not had decent well choreographed sex since 2011. Which makes pleasing some siren and camera very low on the list of priorities. I AM DEALING WITH THE WEIRD TRUTH THAT YOU ONLY FLIRT OR COMPLIMENT TO TRY TO MAKE ME SICK SO VARYING DEGREES OF MINIONS CAN STALK ME FOR STATUS AND HAVE A SUBJECT TO DRAW MY ATTENTION.
At that point, by making a rare and active decision the world collapsed on me. I made a purchase FORGOT IT, I binged, I fell twice spraining my left ankle to swelling. Broke my shoes. A man threw a pop can at me. EVERY scene was some art nouveau arrangement to make me think of how I dishonored or disrespected by not having sex this morning. People were just milling about in my face. It's the router. Its scary. I cant control my mood, facial expressions, or the perceptions of pain and pleasure that are percieved by those around me. Its disgusting that strangers and people I HATE can feel my energies and we are to another impasse that everything I felt since 830 is not what I felt last night. PLUS I DO NOT WANT TO SHARE MY PERSONAL LIFE WITH STRANGERS AND YES YOU ARE STRANGERS. STOP BROADCASTING MY STOMACH AND FACE ON WIFI. STOP IT JUST STOP. You are cheating my improvement. Cheating audio out of me, and I am learning to live weird on my terms.
I AM NOT CRAZY, I AM A TARGET INDIVIDUAL AND PEOPLE ARE INTRUDING INTO MY LIFE AND THE PHONE IS USED TO EXAGERATE THE IMPORTANCE OF IT ALL. Right now you are clouding a victory and stealing my peace.
It's like a water wheel with he and i. I dont control the excitement or anticipation. I'm desirous of his company and contact daily. When quizzed I am without complaint. BUT THE THOUGHTS REPEAT NOISE REPEATS QUESTIONS REPEAT NEED TO MAKE NOISE REPEATS HEARTBURN JOINT PAIN C[OOOOOOOONSTANTLY. But all cameras, cameos, and combatants insist we have sexual problems. It is enough and i am tired of being forced to defend my safety with the force if this animation. Sniffs, stalk and mirror me down the street trying to force a conversation. These are not big issues. There is no parallel it us a lazy intrusive inappropriate system and I have no respect for it. Not onr natural thought, and I am going to do everything in my power to make it stop.
A COMPUTER DOESNT CARE
A CAMERA DOESNT CARE.
He is hanging on to me. Making little subtle things different. You are playing with my phone, finances, and employment situation to be an asshole. This is bad math bad behavior and in my shitty little LONELY ASS DREAMS A CRIME. NONE OF WHAT YOU ARE ALLOWING TO BE BROADCAST IS NECASSARY OR EVEN IMPORTANT. IT IS UNHEALTHY AND I CANNOT DEAL WITH IT. SOMEBODY MAKE IT STOP. I will not agree that you have to starve, narrate on the street, and follow mechanical directions to a tee to have good sex.
You have good sex when 2 people are conscious, willing, and like sex.