LostSoul induction
On one of the most peculiar evenings...I absolutely swore I heard the very first blast from the apocalypse rider's horn...My immediate reaction was to…
On one of the most peculiar evenings…I absolutely swore I heard the very first blast from the apocalypse rider’s horn…My immediate reaction was to format my hard drive… just in case! For years, I’ve been a slaveto electrostim masterbation and pulse masterbation with quite tight bondage. The urges sometimes seize me completely, leading me to grab any excuse to chase after that lust. To hell with society…as Einstein said… insanity is doing the same thing over and over while expecting different results. Can you truly claim there isn’t a belief in some destiny trying to slip away from us? You and I are risking fate or fortune together—could you give yourself up to the certainty that time is running out? The elec-stim, well… It really does mess with me, leaving things lingering. I hear the preachers shouting…Hurry for shelter…seek help…but don’t count on it, darling!