I've been asked a lot lately whether I'm going to post any new stories here. The direct answer is that if I do anything worth writing about, I'll post. It's been a very long time since I've had the urge bad enough to lose control, so it might not be soon.
Maybe I'm changing as I get older (I'll be 34 next month) or maybe this is just what happens naturally as time passes. I don't know. I'm definitely still me, and I do still think of perverse and horrible things to do to myself, just not as often anymore, and I don't follow through and actually do them. That may be for the best because lately my imagination drifts towards things that would be too dangerous to try. The same kind of stuff, just more extreme.
Other things in my life have been changing too. The practice I work for has grown and I'm now the office manager. I'm working a normal 8-5 schedule for the first time ever and actually succeeding. I replaced my car without help from my dad. I've moved into a two bedroom apartment. I have a big orange cat named Ben.
And I have been on a couple of dates this summer, which might astound some people I chat with. I don't know what I'm looking for yet, relationship, intimacy, friendship, but I do know that I'm definitely not looking for someone to share my perversions with. That part I keep to myself. Anyway, I'm happy that I've finally begun to interact socially with real people again. Face to face. That's an achievement for me.
So that's what I've been up to lately. It'll probably continue to be a long time between posts here. I read my email regularly but I'm bad at replying. Sometime I catch up, sometimes I wait too long on some messages and then it doesn't make sense to reply. I don't mean to be rude. It just happens. If I get in the mood I'll chat on IRC though that hasn't happened in a while. I find it easiest to chat with people who've already found this blog and know who Blowfly Girl is or have read my first maggot story in one of the hundreds of places it's been reposted. In chatrooms when people don't know me I scare them away pretty quickly. That gets old after a while.
On the subject of emails, I do want to say thank you to everyone who has written just to say they enjoyed my stories or to compliment my writing. I've been getting more of these recently and fewer propositions for sex or pleas for me to get psychiatric or spiritual help. So, seriously, thank you.
I'm glad that you're doing well. Please don't do any more of these things they sound dangerous xx
ReplyDeleteHey, in response to beign one of those people who are always hungry for stories...
ReplyDelete... I'd be equally interested in just hearing the horrible and perverse ideas that occur to you. :D Even if they aren't true stories, hearing what your fantasies are would equally titillate most of us. Safe, sane way to get those things out.
Good idea :3
Delete"I act out with my sexuality. I find beauty in the world, so I seek the opposite. Where flowers bloom, I'm attracted to dead leaves. When butterflies sip nectar from the flowers, I seek worms. But even these aren't good metaphors. Better, when an animal squats to relieve itself of waste, I spread myself in invitation. Go ahead and imagine that, and then imagine much, much darker. In there, in that complete, corrupt darkness, somehow, I find my ecstasy."
ReplyDelete^ That right there is the closest I can get to understanding you- Honestly, the things you've done make my darkest nightmare look like a summer day- and you were willing. I'd like to understand more of the person behind the actions-
I'm glad you're doing better in life and sociable activities here recently, I hope you can continue the trend and handle the corrupting darkness of depravity- I'll send your yahoo an email- hope it still exists.
This is a 'Catholic'
ReplyDeleteprayer for everyone
which means 'Universal' -
say the 2-3 minute prayer at
6am...
Noon...
6pm everyday:
"And the angel of the Lord
declared unto Mary and she
conceived by the Holy Spirit..."
[Hail Mary, full of Grace...]
"Behold, the handmaid of the Lord, be
it done unto me according to Thy Word"
[Hail Mary, full of Grace...]
"And the Word was made Flesh...
and dwelt among us"
[Hail Mary, full of Grace...]
"O God whose Only Begotten Son, by His life, death, and resurrection, has purchased for us the rewards of Eternal Life, grant we beseech Thee, that through mediatation upon this Holy Rosary of the Blessed Virgin Mary, we may imitate what they offer and obtain what they promise through the same Christ our Lord. Amen"
God Almighty has a plethora
of rewards that await each of U.S.
who proclaim this quaint message.
trustNjesus, earthling.
God bless your indelible soul.
Yes, Im an NDE.
Any questions?
Yes, I know the 'Mother of God'
Deleteis kinda, sorta an oxymoron...
yet, how could she NOT be?
She gave 'birth' to the Son.
Thus, she's quite literally
the 'Mother of God'...
We'll find-out moe about her
role in the salvation of the
human race in the Great Beyond.
And, no, we DO NOT worship Mary.
We only honor her -
any hardcore, Roamin' Cat
will tell you.
Love you, lil one,
as we all R lil next
to the King of Kings,
the Master of the Universe.
Be@peace.
I am so fucking happy for you. Life is hard and no matter what you do you deserve all the love and happiness that is available in this world. Keep your head up!
ReplyDeletei've heard st, anthony got a bad batch of rye bread, the mould being ergot, chemically similar in structure to LSD 25. unfortunately rye ergot poisoning includes a form of necrotizing fasciitis along with vivid hallucinations. thus the "flesh being torn away by demons"
ReplyDeleteRead higurashi
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