1. What are you most afraid of?
Hmmm…that’s a tough one. When I was younger, I used to be terribly afraid of dying. I remember being 5 or so, terrified to go to sleep and not wake up, and afraid of the darkness, and endless nothingness. Now, I guess I’m most afraid of dying before I do the things I want to do, while I have the time and the health to do them.
2. Do you believe in life after death?
I don’t know, honestly. I’d like to think that this isn’t it, and that everything just…stops.
3. What is your purpose?
I don’t know if I’ve really found my purpose yet, but I’m searching for it.
4. Where are you going?
Sometimes I feel like I’m going nowhere, just spinning in circles. Other times I feel like I’m just beginning the journey of the rest of my life.
5. Do you fear hell? Why or why not?
No, I don’t fear hell. I don’t really believe in hell, and even if I did, I don’t think I’m a bad enough person that I would end up there.
6. Do you feel free?
No, I don’t. Maybe free in some ways, but not free at all in others.
Bonus: Why do people point to their wrist when asking for the time, but people don’t point to their crotch when asking where is the bathroom?
Do people still look at their wrists for the time? Well, I suppose that’s going to be more frequent with the new watch that works with the new iPhone, but kids don’t understand the gesture at all. Pointing at one’s crotch seems more like “fuck me” or “check out what I have down here” than “I have to pee”, though, so that may be why?
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Once upon a time….for all fairytales begin this way….a woman blossomed out of innocence…her sexuality awakened…and things were good for a time…but when temptation came, and she was offered the apple, she considered it, and then bit….and chewed its flesh as its juices ran down her chin and onto her breasts…down to mingle with her own sweetness within…she collapsed into sleep, the apple’s flesh still on her tongue, the juices drying on her skin….hoping to be awakened by the one she loved….the one she desired above all others…who would lick the sweetness from within her and from her skin… and smother her in kisses….before that final kiss that would bring her back to life….and fire her love anew…..
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