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10

Jul

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bushidoist:

What’s your excuse?
“Just one more time, and then I’ll stop from tomorrow.”
“I won’t look at porn, I’ll just look at pics of girls in bikinis.”
“I’ll just jerk it because it feels good, but I won’t cum.”
“I’m sex-chatting with other girls, so this doesn’t count as porn.”
They used to be mine.
You probably have already lived the majority of your youth intermittently releasing your manhood into a bunch of tissues. Ask yourself, were those 15 minutes self-stimulation - and those 15 seconds of release - really worth it?
For fucks sake, you might have spent literally the entire night jerking off to porn and then endure the next day at work or school unrested.
I know I have.
What about this: is there a girl waiting for you to take her right now, but you’ve been “too busy” to do it, yet not too busy to be jerking off to other guys cumming on girls’ faces?
The next time you jerk it, take a moment to imagine looking at yourself from over your shoulder. Imagine you’re not even yourself, but someone else.
What do you see? A lonely guy with no sex life, stimulating himself, as he watches other men having sex with one, two, three or four beautiful women. Doesn’t that look like a pathetic sight to behold? Do you believe that this is your highest potential in life?
Newsflash: You are about to die.
Does someone who spends copious amounts of time watching other men fuck hot girls and then waste his manhood into a bunch of cleanex look like how you want to spend your precious youth life?
Or do you want to have beautiful girls in your life… Experience financial success, adventure, compassion, love… A purpose.
Trust me when I say it: You have all the potential in the world. You can be a Spartan. You can be Alexander.
Perhaps, like almost all young men in today’s generation, you’ve had no role model. No instruction. Our fathers were too absent to tell us “this is how you become a man… This is how you treat a woman. This is how you have sexual prowess.”
Well, I’m instructing you now: GET YOUR HAND OFF YOUR DICK, SHUT THAT PORN DOWN AND GO DO 100 PUSH UPS, SQUATS AND SIT UPS. NOW.
Then take a cold shower… Done? Feeling pumped? Feeling good? Good.
Now, go to a quiet spot somewhere… Close your eyes… And ask yourself…
“Who do I want to be?”
The answer will come.

03

Jul

They’ve consumed me God

Swallowed me whole

Like pills

I’ve consumed them

To wake

To sleep

To be happy

To be sane

It’s consumed me

A hard act to follow

That hard to pill to swallow

That Feelings aren’t feeling the same

02

Jul

Block me

Forget me

Paint over me

Burn me

Let me fade into the silence.

Quiet now.

Slowly

02

Aug

27

Jul

My demons aren’t ready to part with me, and I them.

24

Jul

Manic moments

Manic moments

23

Jul

(Source: Spotify)

I listen to you and I feel like a battle going on with you I know you might never see this but thank you for you.

Who am I this cant be the only life

This can’t be the only side of the knife

Pant hard

hard nite

Dark side

cummin

Blue ocean

par tied coming

snow got my nose runnin

Short lived tundra

All that for a hunded(hundred)

But I done did worse

In god we trust

But for Benjamin and George

It’s on god I thrust

Winter baby slope diving

Detective done got hurt

Burning

working tired

Left my iPhone in the hurtz

Guess I gotta get my check up

After I get my check up

Bless up

Even the devil has a Sunday

Ripping gods out the sky

Now I’m choking on clouds

Sunny skies 2:am on a Monday

But I got pills for that

Numbing feelings

niggas kill for that

Obituary reads

Killed from that

Alarm ringing

Ears ringing

Left my earring in

So I make a stop to the Lou

Paid for the railroad

Enough for station two

But it keep me in formation

I’m just serving my nation

With a habit for just ice

3 days ima be alright

Awe right

I gotta work late tonite

What if you just ended this

With one side of the knife

After a hard nite

Hardest of all nites

Obituary from private justice


-corduroy blue

frankocean:

SPENDING TIME

SPINNING OUT TOWARD

A DESIRE THAT WASN’T PURE

BORN BEFORE THE VIRUS WAS CURED

PITCH PERFECT

VIOLINS ON THE FLOOR

FAST FORWARD LININGS ON MY SKULL

TYPE OF DESIGN I COULD AFFORD

FAST FORWARD BANDS OUT

GOT THEY HANDS OUT

LIKE THEY’RE ACKNOWLEDGING THE FÜHRER

REWIND NAS TRACK 6

REWIND DANCE CRAZES

READ MY MIND

FREED MY MIND

FEED MY MIND

MAKES SENSE

JUST LIKE MIRRORS ON THE WALL

JUST LIKE SITTING ON ME

RAW IN MIRRORS SEEN IT ALL

COULD MAKE TWO

A PIECE OF MIND

FLICKING ASH

POURING A HALF

DONT POUR IN A GLASS

POUR IT IN FOAM

THAT’S WHITE LIKE EGGSHELLS IN MY OMELETTE

MY EARLOBES ARE YELLOW LIKE THE YOLK IS RUNNING

MY BRAINS ON DRUGS

I STILL HAVE NO PEACE OF MIND

FUCK

WOOF WOOF DOGS IN THE PLACE

LOOSE TOOTH LOST IN THE FRAY

ROOF LOST IN THE WRAITH

ROOF LOST ON THE WAY

FREEWAY

NO ROZAY

BRUTE FORCE

BRUT CHAMPAGNE

TELL THE FRONT DESK TO CUT NEW KEYS

RESERVED IN THE MERCER FOR TWO YEARS

IN TWO SUITES

TOOK OUT THE BED LIKE ITS FUCK SLEEP

ILL SMACK A BITCH LIKE ITS HOT HANDS

FIRED THE LABEL LIKE FUCK BRANDS

COMFORTABLE LOW NIGGA FUCK XANS

COMFORTABLE SLOW WHO THE FUCK RAN

NOTHING IS SWEET

NOTHING IN TANK SWEET

ITS JUST A TANK P

SALT ON A SLUG

SODA ON SLUGGED TEETH

CHEWING ON NOTHING

UR TWEAKING OR SOMETHING

UR REACHING FOR SOMETHING

UR SPEAKING SPEAK UP THEN

UR THINKING UR OVERTHINKING

ONE BLINK AND IM PRECUMMING

THAT COULD TURN EVERY NO ONE

INTO SOMEONE

You wear your demons and your angels like a comfortable Durag tight around your head but it’s silk so the pains not to bad