back in london and i'm in a real funny mood. i keep spending time online but i have no desire to meet anybody. i guess i expect someone to inspire me out of this lapse and drag me over to him. in the meantime messages like "nice pics" and "wannna cum over for a fuck" don't register any reaction from me. i guess i still think of myself as my Master's boy and anything that carries any less intensity than that doesn't elicit a response.
i've been in this situation before. Something ends. Nothing compares. You just don't want to get into anything that feels superficial and meaningless. Nothing that resembles, without matching, what has come before.
Too bad. It doesn't matter. For now i can just be and let the sleeping slave sleep.
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