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Gospel 098 ~Well HALO There Will~

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Be yourself… question, what is the worst advice you’ve ever been given? If I could start again, a million miles away as the song goes. I’m no saint but I was raised in the church; I could fake it, I know plenty who do. Well HALO There Will.

Wednesday, October 7, 2020

Gospel 098 ~Well HALO There Will~

Forgive Me Echo,
I AM a Billionaire right now, but the truth is, as the song goes, I feel STUPID. Yes, Inspector Echo it’s still one of the ugliest words in the English language. The #1 word of my most hated words. Now don’t expect me to get all positive as I was at the beginning of the year, maybe. Oh, and speaking of negativity, I’m pretty damn sure I don’t have the PLAGUE better known as Coronavirus (COVID-19). My nose is better; while not perfect, I’m still breathing. I guess I can clear my head. Is that a HALO?

Not sure if you’ve seen, but over the past few days, I’ve been trying to let my better qualities show. In the words of Kratos, “Don’t be sorry. Be Better.” Hell, I’ve only played the first God of War and haven’t picked up a controller in ages. Now my smartphone… Anyway, I have been reading every day. Nothing I can talk about, mind you. I should probably get into reading the Pinterest rules. Am I going back to that? As THEY say, Echo, third time is the charm. I noticed yet again I’m listening to an old white guy, SIGH. Speaking of old white guys, I can name two. First, I have my boss at the Day Job. Now he and the GM have given me an “important” assignment of back stocking all the new stuff we’re getting. Heaven has its jobs, and so does Hell, but who am I?

I have to stop convincing myself I’m this massive sinner. Otherwise, I’ll never get over my consuming addiction. Yet I know I’m not a saint either, but I’m out there looking for a HALO, which is more elusive than my work. The thing is I ain’t Trump, I’m taking responsibility. Inspector Echo, is it too little, too late? I don’t want to spend my life alone, and even my little dæmon is in trouble. You must be getting sick of me with the songs, but AHEM I keep trying to do the right thing, But I keep doing it the wrong way. Aren’t he and I a match, Father and son? Today the question is, why am I trying to change. Well, no, it’s more to the tune of fixing my image. That’s a no go too. In truth, I don’t want to be a good man. Only Will hmm?

Nah. Well HALO There Will.


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Gospel 095 ~It’s The “Willing” Hour~

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People talk about seeing the light, there’s the sun, my son, the glow of my computer screen (writing), and please can I take my mind off of headlights if you know what I mean? It’s The “Willing” Hour.

Sunday, October 4, 2020

Gospel 095 ~It’s The “Willing” Hour~

To Will:
I AM a Billionaire right now, which means, well, God only knows what I would do with that wealth. Haven’t I said that before? Anyway, for you, it’s the witching hour. Um, nope, it’s 6:25 AM, but you were up at 4:05. You’re getting ever so much closer to “Wake Up At 4:00 AM Every Day Will Change Your Life.” Now I’m not here to reiterate that video. Don’t I always repeat myself? You’re not learning the lessons, are you; sitting on the sofa with a sleepy Dæmon. You want the WOMEN, to WAKE up happy, then WORK.

Today is always about the LIST of those Six Impossible Things. You’ve had three hours, and what have you done. The Walking Dead, Call me a LEGEND, a shower, shave, and sit down. Speaking of which, The Walking Dead comes back tonight, so good things. Entertaining yourself should be the last thing on your list. Hell, you’ve even flirted with the idea of starting Pinterest again? Albeit you’ll block it because people do suck. That, of course, brings me back to you with so many distractions. Don’t touch that phone, dude. In ten minutes, your three-hour window of opportunity is gone, but what about yesterday? I know that’s my fault. Besides sleeping and fighting off addiction, I was zoned out. Do you know I didn’t hint at porn to Lady Lu? Wow, Six Impossible Things:

  1. I AM Keeping It In My Pants (Day 001 No Fap) Real Girls Are An Exception
    Failed (Day 001 No Fap)
  2. I AM Always The “Father” My Dæmon Deserves
    Failed
  3. I AM Sending Gulp Off To Be Published
    Failed
  4. I AM Reviewing Raphael By Tillie Cole
    Failed
  5. I AM Going To Bed Before Midnight Always
    Completed
  6. I AM Finishing Succubus by A.J. Markam
    Completed

A score of thirty-four, so yeah, an F, but what does that number even mean? The Goodreads Challenge got done. Ten books. Yet I want you to make it eleven. Incredible how damn easy it is for you to become distracted. Focus on Succubus 2 (Hell To Pay), will you? Mathematics is such a bore until it comes to what you should be doing and, above all, living. Instead, you rather count sex scenes, suspensions, and the hours of sleep you’re getting. Although you got six last night, it’s never enough, and no, don’t check the Day Job. You’re here right now facing the man in the mirror, and when it’s 7:45 AM, you’re moving to the dining room table. Yes, you’re removing yourself from your comfort zone. And again, I don’t mean to sound like so many repeated motivations. You have Six Impossible Things:

  1. I AM Keeping It In My Pants (Day 001 No Fap) Real Girls Are An Exception
  2. I AM Always The “Father” My Dæmon Deserves
  3. I AM Sending Gulp Off To Be Published
  4. I AM Reviewing Raphael By Tillie Cole
  5. I AM Going To Bed Before Midnight Always
  6. I AM Finishing Succubus 2 (Hell To Pay) Another A.J. Markam Title

Damn, these things have lasted almost the whole year. Exhaustion and Erotica are not rewards. Work, It’s The “Willing” Hour.”

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Gospel 093 ~Will’s Got A TALE~

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So I read ten books this year… yeah, compared to other years *cough* forty or more. Now I shouldn’t be coughing with what I read this morning. Between the president and the story Succubus, I should be writing or preparing. Will’s Got A TALE

Friday, October 2, 2020

Gospel 093 ~Will’s Got A TALE~

Hey Lady Sophia,
I AM a Billionaire right now, but I still lie. What rich person doesn’t lie? I don’t like to think of it like that, writing fiction that I forget, the fighting. Don’t forget all the FORNICATION. Apologies, Lady Sophia. I TELL too many TALES about well TAIL.

TELLING all the excuses I want to make this morning about why we’re late having this conversation. Yeah, did I misspell the word LAZY or how about FEAR. Geez, I’m not fond of this life, or my computer cord’s messing up or my Dæmon. Losing him is the great FEAR. I could be empathic and tell you my feelings on John Legend and Chrissy Teigen losing a child. What about the political news? The Trumps are having a hard time, but I’m trying not to be, um me. I could be drawing up protest signs or making my voice heard. Awesome if I could make myself clear to M. Anime. An intelligent mind, no doubt, and then again? Okay, I’ll shut up now. It’s not like I’m telling anyone else anything considering my friend’s list.

TALES, need to be told, Lady Sophia. In that case, where are the eight hundred words I pledged yesterday? Am I getting ready for NaNoWriMo? If I Were A Rich Man… yeah, I would do what Republicans do, cheat. Hell, I’m a poor man, and I’m not opposed to it. Seriously Lady Sophia, what am I going to write about? My Lady, I usually cast the Basic Bitch (pardon my language) as the villainess in my works. Of course, my last two novels have been inspired by Cherry. I don’t need to think about her, the second day, NO FAPPING.

TAIL isn’t what I want from her, no, not at first. It’s Yabbos. I know My Lady, never a day goes by that I don’t bring up sex. Maybe it’ll help if I said that I finished Succubus by A.J. Markham? I told you I spend all my money on Yabbos. I bought the second book. However, back to my works, babes, bullets, and brothels. If it’s not that, what about my poetry? You saw how it worked out with MILF Tres. At least I haven’t said anything STUPID about MILF Cuatro, a.k.a. Specs. I got to write for money, but the Day Job PAYS.

Thankfully my Dæmon’s story is ongoing. Will’s Got A TALE.

I Will Have No Fear

Gospel 092 ~Now Willy, It’s Only~

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Why can’t I be happy with the few streaming services I have? No, not one of them is Pornhub, but I have paid a few artists, I have books galore with erotica, and am I’m counting free OnlyFans subscriptions. Now Willy, It’s Only $15.00, $10.00, $5.00?

Thursday, October 1, 2020

Gospel 092 ~Now Willy, It’s Only~

WARNING, 18+, READER DISCRETION ADVISED

Come In Dirty Diana,
I AM a Billionaire right now, which means I can subscribe to several OnlyFans accounts. You might find this hard to believe, but I’m not subscribed to any… that you have to pay for. Okay, sure, when I signed up for OnlyFans, I did pay to see Jada Jinxx. Oh yeah, and Mia Rose, who’s legendary. Karlee Grey got me. Even now, I got a message from a girl for a free thirty-day subscription. Fortunately, and sadly, I’m a lot more reasonable than I was last night. Yes, I broke again, but I did save $15.00.

It’s only $15.00, I kept saying to myself and for what. Dirty Diana, I can’t even estimate how many photos I have of Tifa Lockhart’s Yabbos. Now seeing her Yabbos in a wedding dress. I’ve imagined plenty of Yabbos in wedding dresses with Pinterest suspension. Hold on, it’s only logical. You remember how I was with Dear Future Wife, and I often had interracial married couples. In fact, I broke yesterday because of something innocent… I said something once about “Kleenxing Knockers,” I remember. Entertainment SIGH only about some blond girl on a bridge in a purple dress that I can’t find for the life of me. Instead, I broke to another blonde in blue, and here I am clear-headed and pretty damn disappointed. Now not in her but myself.

It’s only natural, Fapping that is. Hell, I’m trying not to because I sent a message to that girl about the subscription. Now I’m sitting here $5.00 lighter for seeing her tits. A great man talked about his balls and his word. However, there goes $10; I promise I’ll stop. Incredible that it’s only that easy to get me to spend money. Fuck Dirty Diana, if it were that simple with Cherry, M. Anime, MILF Dos (COUGH) $300. Where do I get off saying I’ve never paid for sex? Um, Uncontrollable Lust, SubscribeStar.adult, my investment. As Heather Nova sings, “It’s Only Love,” and plenty have said that money can’t buy me what, love. I told a friend that I’m not looking for it. To this day, I believe my purpose is… what Yabbos, that’s sad.

It’s Only me, reading a book called Succubus by A.J. Markam. One of my novels made women into monsters out for bucks, balls, and blood. How much more will they get? Now Willy, It’s Only

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Gospel 091 ~Willing To See More~

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Well, I’ve seen the end of Existence month; everyone would talk about how horrible 2020 is looking. No zombies but the Cult of Trump, hell at least I respected Eden’s Gate. The debate last night SIGH. “Willing To See More,” people are a mess, me too.

Wednesday, September 30, 2020

Gospel 091 ~Willing To See More~

Forgive Me Echo,
I AM a Billionaire right now, which means I’ve seen much of the world by now, right? No SIGH, especially now, but M. Anime suggested Amsterdam given my “interests.” I’ll admit that English accents turn me on ever since Hermione Granger. Now you know we’ll get to her. Yet more to the point, I like Cherry and her Mum’s Yabbos. Not that I’ve seen them, but I wish. There’s plenty of things I wish I hadn’t bared witness to. I’ll be careful what I wish for. Movies like 2008’s Blindness and 2018’s Bird Box creep me out.

Here we go, and yes, I blame myself, but I hate seeing me in the mirror every day. The television is right in front of it in my bedroom, and I covered one side with paperwork. I rarely use the full-body mirror. I avoid Snapchat if only for this reason. And still no physical issues. Well, speaking of problems, what about the Presidential Debate last night? How many times have I said that I need to stop listening to any old white man? Um, the ones I make heroes were surrounded by Beauties. Even with that, I’m voting for Biden. Ain’t That America? I love my country Inspector Echo, and I want to see her real again. All I see is hate, but then also, that isn’t so much the “battle of our time.” I see hatred in everything, and whether it be outside or within, what am I doing?

Want to see how ugly I can be, AHEM? I don’t need the plague era ending. No, Inspector Echo, I’m not saying I want more people to die. I mean with the masks, the munitions, the mass panic. I want more of it. This is the world I’ve desired and yet want to save? Entertainment wise, and yes, I turn towards the rest of the world. I lust for UK Bubbies, Russian Bewbz, and Japanese “Bazongas” um Girlfriend Reviews. Let’s not forget the Polish hmm. Between MILF Dos and a few Hentai artists, I’m keeping my bucks, or I was. Finally, I continue to hear these stories, and yes, while I’m not sure about looks, I think these photos make me “ugly.” Anyway, these women speak of such horrors, and what do I think honestly? Hot… I’m going to Hell.

Sorry to look but not see. Willing To See More

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Gospel 088 ~Quoth The Willing, “Chicken”~

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Yesterday, I failed to heed my Ma’s advice, “Don’t shop when you’re hungry.” It’s why I had a spicy chicken sandwich and a buffalo chicken sub. I also have two chicken biscuits waiting. You are what you eat, they say. Quoth The Willing “Chicken”

Sunday, September 27, 2020

Gospel 088 ~Quoth The Willing, “Chicken”~

To Will:
I AM a Billionaire right now, and just because you aren’t as well is no reason to be disappointed. Neither is the fact that you broke checking out some lesbian chick. At the very least, you know you’re not her type. Hell, you read this morning. Nowhere near enough, but you’re halfway done. Of course, you already know how the Six Impossible Things are going to look. What happened last night, of course, is all my fault. But why are we still on about birds? It’s not early.

I’m trying to lose my NIGHT OWL ways. Do yourself a favor and keep picking a proper bedtime… not that it helps. Six hours ain’t enough, seeing as how you were in bed till 5:00 AM. Even longer, if you count, playing around on your phone while trying to read. Of course, you know what that means, looking at CHICKS. There’s the succubus Alaria, to Cherry and her Mum. Now at least you were reading Succubus by A.J. Markam. If I did more of that, I wouldn’t have seen “her,” MILF Dos. I swear there was um, “A Mad Hope.” The first was for peace from up above. A DOVE? Now I don’t think you have time for poetry, but the truth is you just don’t want to write it. Now it wasn’t a peace sign. Um MILF Dos forgot to block you. Now how do you know that? It’s like failing Six Impossible Things:

  1. I AM Keeping It In My Pants (Day 002 No Fap) Real Girls Are An Exception
    Failed (Day 001 No Fap)
  2. I AM Always The “Father” My Dæmon Deserves
    Failed
  3. I AM Sending Gulp Off To Be Published
    Failed
  4. I AM Reviewing Raphael By Tillie Cole
    Failed
  5. I AM Going To Bed Before Midnight Always
    Completed
  6. I AM Finishing Succubus by A.J. Markam

Like these things, I’m a dead DUCK if I try and talk to her. W. Anton wrote about how men are made to feel like they must earn a woman. You are having a moment knowing to do better sigh. You could give the Bangin Betty Stroker Kit a whirl if you so chose to. You could learn how to cook a TURKEY besides All The Small Things you can make somehow. How about all the time we know you’ll waste with Tony Baker videos of turkeys this week. It’s still September. You’d rather stuff a lesbian you saw online. Entertaining, choking the CHICKEN, instead of doing anything worthwhile in your life. Now that’s harsh, and who am I to talk. You don’t get awards anymore for having a nap yet still Six Impossible Things:

  1. I AM Keeping It In My Pants (Day 001 No Fap) Real Girls Are An Exception
  2. I AM Always The “Father” My Dæmon Deserves
  3. I AM Sending Gulp Off To Be Published
  4. I AM Reviewing Raphael By Tillie Cole
  5. I AM Going To Bed Before Midnight Always
  6. I AM Finishing Succubus by A.J. Markam

So Fly Like An Eagle for your country is not but you hell, winning the Mockingjay; Quoth The Willing, “Chicken.”

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Gospel 086 ~For The Articles Willie~

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Why does anybody read a specific magazine? I keep getting ads for Us Weekly, and while I cleaned the house, I threw a year’s worth of them away. I feel bad about not recycling them, but a particular lie makes me feel worse. “For The Articles Willie.”

Friday, September 25, 2020

Gospel 086 ~For The Articles Willie~

Hey Lady Sophia,
I AM a Billionaire right now, but how many of my role models are? Role Models, ROLE MODELS. Excuse me, Lady Sophia, but yet again, it hasn’t been forty-eight hours of NO FAP. So I’m thinking about that blondie from the UK. Geez, if I had to explain all my pop culture references. To be able to do it without embarrassing anybody else or me. You know I keep coming back to AHEM, why I was kicked off Pinterest. I suppose a few… right, a lot of my board titles crossed the line. Still, dear Lady Sophia SIGH, “It’s What I Do.”

Yesterday I talked to “someone” on Whisper and quoted the story “The Scorpion and the Frog.” It’s one of my faves, and that’s without any Yabbos; we’ll get there. Now in my quest not to write, I had an epiphany. What I write hurts people, myself, both, it just goes. Unlike the dictator of the USA, I’m excited to learn. Only this morning, I read another story about “The Scorpion and The Turtle.” It’s a lot like the first story. Still, in this version I researched, the Scorpion tries to sting the turtle, but he can’t. A turtle’s shell, right? Another reason I want to become a writer, I’m looking for my turtle? Well, that brings up ghastly thoughts of Mitch McConnell. Didn’t I say everything I write hurts? You sit down at your keyboard and bleed. Nobody wants to carry that weight, Lady Sophia.

This is why while I enjoy looking at Whitney Wright’s Yabbos, the story of Prom Night. Uh, I want to write like that, Lady Sophia. Could be, I want to say dirty words and have nobody complain. I say often, words have power, unlimited power. Entertaining the masses, more like people who would never admit to knowing my name. I’m not ashamed to confess I picked up a Playboy here or there. When they brought back nudity, Dennis Hof’s passing, oh, and Eileen Kelly. She’s incredible but wanted her naked. At the same time, I can’t get through a chat without mentioning Yabbos. Hell, this morning, I was trying to remember my Pinterest board. “Kleenexing Knockers… fill in the blank.” One-day, Lady Sophia, I’ll be carried everywhere. By teenage boys in backpacks, married men in phones, and naughty ladies’ nightstands.

From whence comes my inspiration, but you know the answer. Well, For The Articles Willie

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Gospel 085 ~Will’s St. Louis Lucidity~

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I was never much of a car junkie, and while I can be as greedy as all Hell, it’s never been for money. I have talked often enough of what drives me crazy and still somehow. “Will’s St. Louis Lucidity”

Thursday, September 24, 2020

Gospel 085 ~Will’s St. Louis Lucidity~

WARNING, 18+, READER DISCRETION ADVISED

Come In Dirty Diana,
I AM a Billionaire right now, but where do I get off? Hell, more to the point, WHEN do I get off. Now I’m not one for toilet humor, and I leave my potty mouth to the bedroom… mostly. Anyway, I will say Wed, September 23, 2020, at approximately 1:55 pm. Yes, I’m gross, perverted, skeevy too SIGH. What can I say? Kamryn has nice legs and black strappy heels? Now I’m usually a breast man, of course. Also, what’s wrong with liking Lucy Tyler. How about Hentai like St. Louis Luxurious Wheels of Azur Lane?

It’s as if my mind is trying its damnedest to take my mind off of MILF Dos and Cherry. Now, like Cherry, we’ll discuss maybe. Lucy is the next best thing to MILF Dos. I never know what turns me on from moment to moment. Why I want a brothel? Entertainment purposes and a whole lot of money. To be honest, I always figured sex would be a lot more plentiful in an apocalypse. Nope, instead of zombies, we have cultists. With the Coronavirus (COVID-19) being an airborne pathogen instead of bites or cuts… Yeah, let’s not get into my usual brothel story, set in the time of plague. So what’s Lucy’s tale other than “Lucy Blew” from Street Blowjobs? Life, my Dirty Diana, is not a porno, but what if. The love of money.

For me yet again, that loving feeling is usually made for Yabbos. I’m generally looking up Momokun’s or, recently, Marshmallowmaximus. Now, as hot as St. Louis is “Lucky Lou,” I doubt she’s the reason I lost my Pinterest account. Well, you never know these days? Hentai drove me crazy a long time ago. One more story I would repeat, but I’m motivated. One day down without fapping to the blue-haired vixen. I am still heavy into brunettes and dark hair. No wonder my subconscious must be telling me to lighten up a bit, you think?

Last but not least, my latest read, Succubus, by A.J. Markam. Since I lost all of the pictures, I might as well dive into thousands of words. Ian was talking about the girl of his dreams. If I had a dollar for every time, I thought that. I saved some.

Only I’d spend them on Yabbos. Big ones, girls with tattoos, and BBW. I’m crazy yet Will’s St. Louis Lucidity.

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Gospel 084 ~Not Easy Being Will~

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How many times this month will I ask the question, “What’s My Age Again?” Speaking of ripping off a song, what about Kermit, the Frog? I’m also trying to remember my colors, while but one really matters, GREEN. Not Easy Being Will

Wednesday, September 23, 2020

Gospel 084 ~Not Easy Being Will~

Forgive Me Echo,
I AM a Billionaire right now, but I’m not a Republican. Now I like GREEN as much as the next guy. Yes, I can be as YELLOW as any one of them. God help me when it comes to WHITE women. I can name two BLACK ones. One’s my 2nd BFF, the other’s iffy, so I wish. If I’m going to focus on something in my pants, let it be the money. I’m still time traveling, so today is Monday, Inspector Echo. My first sin is being a liar about the cash. No, I would have stayed at the Day Job. Hell, I wouldn’t have slept all day away, but I did.

Fortunately for most people, when I see RED, it’s at myself. One more reason I hate looking in mirrors. Tom Bilyeu, a motivational speaker I’m into, said this: “No one will ever hate you with the intensity that you can hate yourself.” That’s some honesty. Enlightening, I say, like all of a sudden noticing the BLUE sky. Only Existence Day, well all of Existence Month has been nothing but BLUE. I don’t need to look up once for raindrops, bird droppings, and dust to cover me. Um, yep, I need an eye check-up soon. Always on the lookout for my Oldman and the PURPLE of his fraternity logo. If I want to talk about PURPLE, how about the mature dress covering Tifa’s Yabbos or how it’s removed. That’s the one good thing I’ve seen all day besides my Dæmon’s face.

Oh yeah, what about the PINK bra that Cherry was wearing. She’s still not talking to me. If I were her, I wouldn’t be speaking to me either with all the “edging” I’m doing. I did get in contact with Indiana Gone. Also, I owe M. Anime a yarn. Nope, I only slept away, SIGH.

None of my friends deserve the SILVER medal. Even that Inspector Echo reminds me of yet one more board I lost. St. Louis Luxurious Wheels Azur Lane. I told you I had to scrap the Pinterest App with my muscle memory going on. My thumbs know my mind, ha, ha. Everything is keeping me from the GOLD, but it’s only me. Haven’t I done something with all the Colors of the Wind before? I’m sure I have when I should be focused on BLACK & WHITE. Not Easy Being Will.

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Gospel 081 ~The SHUNS Out Will~

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Verified last week and shunned the next along with Pinterest. It seems the more I seek fame and fortune… well, I could even do with some infamy the more I disappear, didn’t I say I knew magicians? The SHUNS Out Will

Sunday, September 20, 2020

Gospel 081 ~The SHUNS Out Will~

To Will:
I AM a Billionaire right now, but to be or not to be. That’s your question. If you got a dollar for all I ask of you, dude, you would be halfway there already. So before you fall asleep yet again. You have three chats to-do today and reading Succubus by A.J. Markam.

But, but your SUSPENSION from Pinterest. The INTERRUPTION because you have far more porn than any man needs. Hell, you just erased classic films such as, To Sir, With Love, Life of Pi, and Enemy At The Gates. All so you can have both the Japanese and English Dub of Sex Taxi 4. Speaking of learning something like “Kojin Taxi.” Perhaps it was all those modeling sessions or that topless picture of Eileen Kelly. You know the one with the stars covering her Yabbos. You’re pretty sure it was that Emma Roberts picture that led to suspension the last time. At least I made sure you won’t be tempted anymore. I erased the app from your phone yesterday. I should take some time as well to erase all those emails too. It’s not like I’m doing those Six Impossible Things:

  1. I AM Keeping It In My Pants (Day 009 No Fap) Real Girls Are An Exception
    Failed (Day 002 No Fap)
  2. I AM Always The “Father” My Dæmon Deserves
    Failed
  3. I AM Sending Gulp Off To Be Published
    Failed
  4. I AM Reviewing Raphael By Tillie Cole
    Failed
  5. I AM Going To Bed Before Midnight
    Failed
  6. I AM Finishing The Manual: What Women Want and How to Give It to Them by W. Anton
    Completed

Well, one yeah and amid the DEPRESSION I have left you in. Yet one more reason you can’t get to bed before midnight, it seems. If it hadn’t been for the Dæmon having a bathroom incident, you’d still be sleeping. I wanted to leave you a better world. Every week the world should be a little bit brighter, a tad easier. Again no more Pinterest. The Dæmon didn’t want to walk today. You’re feeling all discombobulated, and I can’t say that I blame you. The fault is all mine, no more, no less. I could have even helped you with your chats, but no, I’m selfish. You see the state of the world, and you’re not making any plans to go out there and set it right. If anything, you want to take a nap. At least the pain will help with Six Impossible Things:

  1. I AM Keeping It In My Pants (Day 002 No Fap) Real Girls Are An Exception
  2. I AM Always The “Father” My Dæmon Deserves
  3. I AM Sending Gulp Off To Be Published
  4. I AM Reviewing Raphael By Tillie Cole
  5. I AM Going To Bed Before Midnight Always
  6. I AM Finishing Succubus by A.J. Markam

Call it a REJECTION of self because you don’t want to FAP at all. Wasn’t I just talking about how you wanted to preserve your porn stash? QOCWorkblog has something new out. Still, Dear Prudence won’t come out to play. My apologies for The Beatles reference. So as for this week, I would ask for CREATION. The SHUNS Out Will

I Will Have No Fear