The first luxury companion(s) that I fucking see after $GME rockets into fucking outer space is going to be in for something utterly fucking frighteningly feral. It will truly be a absolute fucking spectacle. Wild won't even be the word to describe it lmao
I'm so fucking wired from pregnenolone and DHEA that I want to jump out of my fucking skin. I am feeling existential amounts of soul deep restlessness straight to my very core. I need a 6'5 goth mommy to pin me against the wall and shove her tits in my face to calm me down lmao
If you've obsessively grinded video games. You have one of the greatest skills a human can hold. You can sit and focus on a screen, achieving a goal for 16 hours non stop operating at maximum effort (Attention length {time} * Attention Depth {immersion}). You've probably spent 10,000+ hours accidentally training this. You have unconsciously mastered it's flow of expression, but use it to achieve meaningless goals. Imagine if you could direct that beam of attention into a greater vision than yourself. You would only a few months away from transforming any part of your life to such an insane degree you'd become totally unrecognisable. The capacity for Infinite potential lies in your finger tips, and you use it to get a virtual status symbol. With this skill, the only limit is your imagination and ability to cultivate meaning. Do not waste it, and be psyopped by companies that just want your $$. You have one of the greatest incarnations of all time. Use it.
@AmeliaAmor001 I'm actually quite a guarded person & feel nothing when dating. I want someone to help calm me down and regulate my nervous system. I want someone to lower my guard so I can feel something without getting too emotionally invested. Emotional boundaries are very important to me.
@AmeliaAmor001 Unironically, the firm boundaries & structure are what attract me to companions. I want connection, passion, & fun without opening myself up to emotional damage.
I love my childhood sweetheart so much that I want to blow my fucking head off. In the meantime I shall smother myself in luxury companions. Please save me from myself.
@702ValetParker There is something poetic about the archetypal "woman who has been exiled from the village" feeding the bird of ill omen, the ominous carrion bird of superstition. A bird associated with death and trickery. It's so poetic, romantic, even. Xo