woody

okay but let’s talk about dreaming for a moment. isn’t this a perfect time to shoot for something that seems unattainable? a true to life dream? the world seems like it’s moving towards a more nonsensical place, so the more nonsensical we should behave? i’m writing two novels right now so when I change the world, will I look back on this moment? it seems like the tide is turning towards the dreamers and true shifters of society. the damns are going to collapse on what’s important and meaningful art will be at the forefront. I want to get so ahead that it’s undeniable that it was meant for me to be there.

am I getting to an age where “just” enjoyable sex isn’t enough? do I need the sex to be fantastic to be fulfilled. I know for a fact we both had fun but are we altered for the rest of the day? are there moments we can comprehend? is there pleasure there that you can’t recreate?

there’s quite literally nowhere else on the web that represents my brain as much as my tumblr does. even with the site being cancer!