Love my new entries there. At least people react to it. Instant readership is love.
So, what was I going to do? Oh yeah, bitch more about life...
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If there's one thing the past few month made me, it's less youknowwhat believe it or not.
And waterworks episodes like these definitely tone me down even more. I mean, every time I touch myself, I remember him touching me. So, I'd be depressed and all. Which is good because at least now, I equate youknowwhat with a negative thing.
It's like what that guy in Supersize Me said. The reason why we keep going back in fastfood places is because we equate going there with happy emotions and moments. For example, when we were kids, we'd be with mum and dad and we'd be bought a happy meal and all. So, there.
Then he says to himself that what he'll do is he'll hit his kid in the head every time they pass by a Mcdonald's. So the kid would only remember pain and suffering and such. And he'll loathe the place when he grows up? Possibly.
Nice mentality, eh?
I'll put that into practice.
Chastity, here I come.
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