I was just lying on my bed, then I remembered one article that took me months of crafting to put together "I AM NOT WHO YOU THINK I AM". That article was a reflection of the way I felt at that moment. And obviously I'm the person, I'm gradually becoming. But lately chain reaction of events is making me ask my self several questions. Questions I don't even think I have gotten the answers. Questions like "Who am I".
Lately, I'm beginning to wonder why some certain things do not bother me anymore. Some people say your level of non-chalancy over certain issues is alarming. Well I'll just shake my head and say; Maybe is part of growing up. But in the real sense I don't even know who I am again. I've become so. I don't even know, I cannot even take my decisions, before once I've weighed the pros and cons of any situation, take my decision and make peace with so as to live without regrets, I just charge like a bull. But now I don't even know again, everything doesn't seem right. If it were a game of cheese, I've been checkmated more than a thousands times.
Deep down, it feels like there's a void, a blank space between, a void that needs to be filled. There's a saying it's not the drug that makes a drug addict. But the need to escape reality. But at the end of the day, the drugs, alcohol and other vices doesn't fill the void, you just temporarily escape your reality. You take alcohol, you do drugs, you get high after a couple of hours the euphoria dies down, you are returned to your reality, that reality I sometimes don't wish to live in. But what choice do we have?, at one point or the other we've got to live the reality, but not when it's too late.
We are in a society where everyone is constantly saying you could have done better, but they fail to ask, did you even enjoy doing that which they say you could have done better doing?. Do they even know if you are comfortable with your actions?. But they fail to realise most of the time, we live the dreams of our caregivers and end up not living ours, many people constantly live in chronic depression as a result of many things which includes not living their dreams, some just give up and quit fighting, while some just keep fighting till their dreams come true.
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I believe everyone has a potential, so I'll tell you "Go into the world discover your passion, live your dream and feel the passion"
King Ice
That
sensation of blood flowing through your veins and adrenaline levels being
elevated, that feeling of being a man which is accompanied by a boner and after
a couple of minutes everything returns to normal and you feel relaxed and
accomplished.
The
word 'masturbation' is frowned at by the contemporary society, most of them
that openly condemn those who masturbate go back to their closets and do worse
things. There are so many conceptions about masturbation, most people
especially the female folk say it is to satisfy their sexual cravings without
the fear of pregnancy or STD, for some guys, a sexual partner is not just
enough, cos no one can replicate the feeling other themselves.
Although
masturbation is frowned at, in my own opinion it’s a way of exploring one’s
sexuality. I may have indulged in some sexual acts from a mind-blowing hand job
to a superb blow job, and I think if masturbation could also be called hand
job, I would say the best hand job I have received is the one I give myself
during my solitary moments, those moments you feel so tensed and you need to
relax, you just remember you have porn videos stashed somewhere in your laptop,
external hard drive, phones and tablets or that erotic picture that girl sent
you when you were sexting her by 1am and she really thought you have deleted
them.
I
vividly remember the first hand job I received from a girl, I just stood pants
down while she was on her knees effortlessly working so hard to make me cum but
alas after working for like 15mins there was nothing to show for it, just like
all her efforts are being wasted but I just knew she wasn’t doing it right and
I at point I wasn’t enjoying that hand job because she 'couldn't take me to the
seventh heaven. No feeling beats the one you get when hold your shaft and start
with slow rhythmic movements with increases as the passion builds up and you
realize you have been shut off from the surrounding environment but that
feeling of ecstasy ends when you just drop your load.
Sometimes
I wonder why guys can’t have a personalized toy collection, if a guy walks into
a sex toy store and buys a super cute giant doll for his sexual pleasures, he
would be labeled as a manwhore. But I really can't fathom why the society
expects men to be virile, to pounce on any available female hole avoiding the
idea of self-understanding and exploration.
Sometimes
I really do wonder why its regarded as a taboo for men to talk about sexuality
and other related topics, like we build restrictions and end up raising a
society of men that are disconnected from themselves and others. These men most
times are curious about other men, the reason it no longer comes as a surprise
when a guy declares gayhood, bisexuality or even transgenderism.
PS: I am indifferent about masturbation, if you enjoy your solitary moments, all I have you to tell is don't get addicted, else your life would come crumbling like a stack of cards.
PS: I am indifferent about masturbation, if you enjoy your solitary moments, all I have you to tell is don't get addicted, else your life would come crumbling like a stack of cards.
Sometimes I sit down and wonder if I really have friends or just a bunch of associates who just hang around for our mutual benefit. The dictionary defines Friend asa person with whom one has a bond of mutual affection, typically one exclusive of sexual or family relations. But from my own perspective I don't think the contemporary world sees friendship like that or is it fact that I just want more, am not satisfied with our interpretation of friendship or rather I just have a bunch of associates who are there for whatever they benefit like I said earlier. Well who am I, it's just the opinion of one person even though majority would resonate with this statement.
Most times I begin to wonder, about what being friends really implies, does it include the inclination to be in contact with one particular individual or with everybody whom we regard as friends, even though many a time that inclination is often accompanied by feelings which we fail to see or decide to maintain a blind eye for reasons which atleast makes us sleep at night. The younger generation would literally call that "Catching feelings for that individual". Maybe my own definition of being friends is should I say obsolete which requires an equal discharge of attention, I won't like to even associate it with dating in 2016 because lately we date because we are super lonely and we don't want to be lonely again and also because we crave for sex and in the African setting we don't want to labelled as that bad egg that patronizes sex workers.
Back in the days when we had just the postal agencies and writing of letters as a way of keeping in contacts with friends, I would say the word friendship was really more honourable, then you would exchange dozens of letters with your friends and it was really sweet seeing a stockpile of those letters. Ah who says those days weren't the best, don't be mistaken I wasn't born in the 60's, 70's and 80's am a 90's kid who didn't really wait too long to catch up with tech, but I really enjoy the ethics of the good old days. Lately with all the tech and all that our so called can't even check on us even with the free texting, that's brings me to what I decided to call the "Priority List". If you notice or you haven't noticed, there are some people whom if you don't contact for like two weeks or more, they won't even contact you unless they need something from you, I won't really classify that category of people as close friends, I prefer the name "Seasonal Friends" which unfortunately if we check our friendlist, it's full of our Seasonal Friends. So my dearest friend, what type of friend are you?
PS: There are no parameters to measure friendship, I think it's a thing nurtured in our hearts.
The winner of the giveaway is Emmanuel
The winner of the giveaway is Emmanuel
Mmmmmh, Dear readers, it is called season of love and not season of making love. And you sister wey dey spread leg anyhow, you be rumour dem dy spread abi? How are you even sure you are the Main chick.
That brother, Yes!! Yes You!!, you know ya self, last falantine you bought her iphone 6, this year you are buying iphone 6s plus, you never pay your school fees, your parents sell land plus including borrowing of money to make up your school fees and u are using it to do love, May your ancestors forgive you and curse you IJN. Shebi after giving her the iphone 6s plus, she just give one 30 secs kisss, plus one 45 degrees hug and when you want to go down via the coveted coblalamine pathway every guy who bought falatine gift would like to enjoy today.....She will just tell you..Baby am on my period. My brother if you experience that today, just know that the ancestral spirits are angry with you.
Ehe bros, you’ve promised to buy an Mbano Island for that girl, to take her shopping at Dubai near Orile, and your mother have not eaten even one single Aba Titus fish from you, I shake my head three times for you. When the Lord shall come, all those expenses you incurred in the secret shall be made open. I’m just wondering what you will come back as if the Senate in heaven passes this Bill of Reincarnation. I hope you know you will come back as Goat!!!
Ehe Oga Titus, You’ve lined out 5 side chicks in addition to your main girlfriend abi? Chai, I just pity you. The day your side chicks will remember you, you will know that “because cat sabi swim no make am cat fish”. They will make your life so miserable and even play your Father and marry your Fore Father just to be your Step Fore-Mother. Mind yourself o, Naija no be Eritrea. Let sleeping dogs lie.
Ehe Sister, you send nude pictures to that bros abi? I just don’t know how to rate your Romantic approach whether on the scale of being wise or not having sense. Your mates are breaking the internet with their nudes and making money and you are sending nudes to somebody at Oshodi who will end up sharing it with his friends at Egbeda. You think guys are selfish like you who share your nude with only one guy? Mtcheeewwww. Channel you nude picture to something productive, there is nude modelling anyway since you want to be the Eve of your village.
Ehe sister, you share your kpekus to every guy in your neighborhood and you still say you want a spiritual man, a man who is spirit filled. I hope you know Spirit Husband and Native Doctors are available too. Well to increase your worth, change your location. After all ashawo na virgin for new street. Keep enjoying.
Lols, guys, valentine shouldn’t be the only day to show love, but still show love to someone and make it worthwhile. You can email your valentine hangout story to us at ebubefavour8@gmail.com (Major Boobs) or chiemelasteve@gmail.com.
Thanks for stopping by to read. Keep smiling and shining.
We are wishing you the best of the day.
Major Boobs x Ice
