Besides kissing, fondling, fucking, going down on a woman is one of my favorite activities. It’s mandatory.

I’m off for a cold shower….

At least you have a shower. I have an old claw tub in an ancient building. They are slowly renovating all apartments to give us showers and new tubs and better hookup to hot water. Right now is two heaters per floor of 12 apartments. Changing to one per 3 apartments. My renovation date is in February. If the building hadn’t changed hands nothing would have changed. By law, we have an elevator (4 floor building). It is far from my apt. To check mail or leave I just use the front stairs.

I find that many times what I posted isn’t WYSIWYG. Lines that are even end up with
odd spaces. Does that happen to you, also?
Sometimes I leave it other times retype.

You have a very erotic mind Lady

I couldn’t live without my full manhood. Sounds painful. I’m sure John Wayne Bobbitt could relate and sympathize. 🙂

Thank you so much for that warm welcome! You are much appreciated 🕊️🙏🏻

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These words look so pretty when pinned to the page like this .. and the message they make up, has that for real flavour to it .. its never easy tho to quit or get clean tho’ is it .. Bravo for sharing these insights .. just keep taking it one day at a time and write on .. Neville

I spotted the songs hidden within. Yeah, I’ve been lucky being I never participated in alcohol or drugs. They were everywhere but I declined and I’m glad for it.

You’re a courageous guy for being able to go through that and come out sane. (and a great writer). I’ve known people who couldn’t do it and spiraled into oblivion. Good on you, Damian.

Powerful work.

You’re a marvelous writer Damian. This is well written and quite honest. Great work!

Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Mary. So glad you connected with the write my friend. It is a reward to get second chance, but it was important for me to understand why and how I became so addicted in the first place. I understand me better now, I’ve even slowly started to like myself a little. lol. That’s my true transformation my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

My best friend from middle school has been sober for over 17 years. I’m so proud of her.
It took her pound of flesh though. Completely different person when drunk. Mean, violent, and in all honesty sometimes sad.
No one wakes up in the morning and says I want to be an alcoholic. The struggle was real and I am so thankful she got sober.
Hang in there and tell the voices to shut the hell up. You got this. One day at a time.

Superb. You nailed it, my friend.

Hauntingly raw and beautifully concise — each line cuts deep with emotional clarity and poetic rhythm. Appreciate you, Damian.

I’ve always felt that if you’re still going…even limping…you’re not broken. You’re fractured. Those fractures heal with aches same as breaks, we both know that. You are fierce in your approach to truth, my friend

When it comes to the heart matters it is always difficult, very difficult to separate the feelings from the mind and make sense of everything… Unfortunately, sometimes we learn in the hard and painful way, and sometimes we need years to completely get over it and grow, the pain is real here, well written my friend.