Lust has completed malignant transformation into leprosy when guys start talking about how they wanna get their ass eaten
I took a little excursion to do things I’ve never done before
Ive never1 gotten romantically involved with a toad like David before
It’s like entering a live field to collect firsthand a posteriori notes of knowledge
And I learned that toads2 stay toads because they’re infested by the 7 sins which clump together into two revolting warts in the shape of (1) eat the rich, which is made of avarice, envy, wrath, SLOTH, and pride (2) an overabundance of lust, which is made of the eponym Lust, gluttony and pride (pride manifests as a need for validation)
Honestly I’m kinda into the Bible
It’s imperious.
I was reading Genesis and it said something like « and the Lord thought ‘fuuuck what an embarrassing mess I made creating these nasty ass people I’m going to kill them all’ » I resonate strongly with this character
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oh I just remembered Scott. But Scott is a matter-of-fact hypnotist, and sex with him is like Persephone eating a delicious single pomegranate seed — out of the palm of Hades’ hand — with one eye willfully closed↩
— Another toad I know is Yvan. He’s an old crone Toad running out of ideas. And he’s desperate. He chases you around wanting to know your sexual fantasies so he can morph and slip inside of them and he lives for your acknowledgement that contrary to all evidence, he is at least good for something. But not even his sexual fantasies are very interesting. He calls himself a screenwriter a director and he can’t even make an interesting sex scenario. It’s all the same old sexual acts. The same old tired sub/dom games. Go to sleep old man. Try to have some creative dreams.↩