Wait... this isn't how a writer bares his soul on the page?

Wait, so the cartoon didn't say "Never fear, Undercock is here!"?

#FlashbackFriday It does feel like magic is the only way things will ever happen.

Unfortunately, none of my cum covered self-portraits ever turn out this good...

To interpolate my favorite movie: Was I miserable because I was ignored, or was I ignored because I was miserable?

Finding center is difficult when you have no degree of self-centeredness:

Photography is pretty much the only way I'm sharing anymore. Everything else seems utterly futile. Maybe this will too. Feeling unseen hurts.

"He turned his back to hide the vision of a sad sack, both literal and metaphoric."

Mood: Ugh.

Since it's Full Frontal Friday... I'll spare you the uncomfortable parts :p

Realizing this year is another milestone anniversary of high school... My enduring memories of that time are not only depressing, but may be the moments I decided things were hopeless for me.

Wait... so you're saying the lyrics to the song aren't: "I'll be right here waiting and nude" Damn. I guess I took the wrong advice again :p

Sunshine... and a moon ;)

Dreams... whether artistic or interpersonal, mine seem to come with the requirement of humiliating myself before someone if they are ever going to come true. I don't know if I have it in me right now to do that.

Eyes are so alluring because of the struggle I have with looking someone, especially someone beautiful, in them. The windows to my soul are harder to see through. There's something in there, but it's hard for even me to find sometimes.

The Easter Bunny has a whole basket full of yummy treats, and I just have.... ;)

For a Sunday spent under the weather:

Humbly yours:

On display for you, as I should be:

Oh... you didn't want to actually see me, did you?

Spilled ink isn't as good as spilled cum, is it?

Color merely ruins the illusion: 🤪

Long lines for a long winter:

This form of honesty is easier... and emotionally safer... in a twist of irony.

An old picture, because I haven't taken new ones in months... I'm stuck in patterns of bad thinking, feeling as if honesty is a fool's errand. The few people I am close to largely ignore what I say, so I wind up punishing myself by sharing everything that already hurts. Telling more people... ugh.

As I've said before, this is my favorite picture of myself. None of my doubts and insecurities who up in this one :p

Since today's theme is 'cold', this fits the bill. Oddly, it was more fun than I would have thought...

Happy Nude Year! I have no expectations, goals, or resolutions. I'm still feeling a bit worn down.