All of us has something to run from. We are sick of getting caught up and be miserable in every way possible. It's either we've been fucked up for what seems like forever or we don't know how to deal with such damn feelings. And some of us use this kind of excuse to get away from all the stressful headaches. or maybe a heartbreak?—— Aw. Too corny and mainstream, kill it with fire.


Little did we know that these things can make us feel contented, comfortable and free afterwards. Let's say, It's just like needing to poop while you're with your newly found friends. Of course, you're going to be all awkward and anxious around them to ask them to come with you and witness one of most humiliating part of your human existence.——I shall not bring up how gross it is.——And so you'll either tell them you'll just pee or tell them that you have to let go of all the anger you have inside your belly or the best option, Carry a motherfucking shitload of a goddamn painful-in-the-ass poop.

Just like with life, people carry heavy massed unwanted feelings inside them. Too heavy that they are close to break their knees. The more they keep it onto themselves, the more that they'll feel bad and unloved. Sometimes, you just have to man up thyself , burst into tears and scream onto the world the reason why. You'll never know how most people care about you unless you'll let them see you thorough. Oh yeah, It's a risk but no matter how many people can't and won't understand you, there will always going to be that someone who cares enough and maybe that someone doesn't even mind wiping off the poop stains in your ass. And that's when the beautiful things pop up. The feeling of being loved and accepted by someone special and unpredicted. Oh god, I'm such a hopeless romantic.

Fear isn't everything.

Washing someone else's ass,
Wolvesandshit's sexy hands and attractive fingers and pretty nails

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~What a crazy entry. Haha! Good day though. xoxo