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This morning i went into the cellar where my block's gas and electrical meters are kept, the entrance is on the street and hasn't had a lock or handle on it for ages so its basically open to the public, no one would want to go in there tho, its full of rubbish, it stinks to high hell and the light doesn't work. to my surprise the door was locked, after trying to open it for a while the door was opened from the inside and I was faced by a toothless, scruffy guy who was clearly homeless, he instantly started apologising as he had clearly been sleeping in there and as I walked in to play with the meter I saw the needles, lighters and spoons that tell an obvious tale. As I played with the meter he was hurriedly explaining his awful situation about his homelessness and why he was sleeping in this god-awful place. There was a deep sadness and fear in his eyes and he was clearly scared that I was going to report him or call the police, he'd clearly been driven to heroin by his circumstances and I must say it shook me a little.
So that's what made me think today. What made you stop and think today?
i think about mundane things like what kind of clothes coworkers wear when they're not at work, what they do in their free time, what their rooms look like. same with people i see at bars or on the street or here on the forums or tumblr
mostly tho i think about if they might not be completely straight and what kind of experience/feelings they have towards transgender people.
Was the thought, 'don't ever do heroin' or 'don't ever do heroin without some air freshener and handy wipes nearby'?
I guess this thread propelled me into the world you described. I try to avoid thinking in the sense I think of the word 'think'. Reflect, imagine, conjure are words I can deal with, but this thinking business can set me down a bad road, full of thoughts.
Watched All is Lost, with Robert Redford tonight. Just a story of survival. Basically there is no talking in the movie. You just watch him face one thing after another, after another. You almost want to yell COME ONNNNN! But really made me think how little we do on a daily basis to survive and try and make it. We just get by. What do we do that really takes it to another level?
is this becoming one of those threads that's just like in between the happy and the pissed off thread? cause that would be nice
i............. kinda had sex with my roommate. which is new for me. sex as a whole that is. so i've been thinking about that a lot and how i feel about my experience. but you guys probably don't wanna hear about that.
....actually maybe some of it might be kinda interesting like, receiving a blowjob didn't really make me feel like less of a girl but giving one definitely made me feel like more of one.
and if you ever wondered, i'm pretty sure that women not being able to have orgasms as easily is mostly hormonal, not mechanical.