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I want to kill myself but I am too much of a coward to actually do it.
Because I’m not sure how or why I do. For the past almost ten years, there has only been one woman in my heart. And to find out that she doesn’t need me? It kills me.
I can remember myself as an adolescent, growing into a young adult. As a young man under the age of 20, I had a lot going on. I was figuring myself out with brash bravado and various kinds of self-expression. I doubt that I was unique. Pretty much every guy goes through this, I’d imagine.
Now if you are a guy under the age of 20, with almost complete certainty I can say that you probably know at least one guy who is always drawing cocks. And, guys over the age of 20? You can remember that guy. In fact, you’ll never forget him.
When I was in college, the guy who was always drawing dicks became my best friend. I’m keeping his real name to myself but his nickname? His nickname was Woody. Go figure. He didn’t only draw them in his notebooks; he drew them in other people’s notebooks, on desks, on frosted-up winter windows, newspapers… once, he even drew an eight foot long cock on the wall while waiting for our professor to show up and let us into the classroom.
Anyway, it’s very entertaining. I started my own line of drawings since I was brutal at drawing cocks. I drew stick figure sex. All kinds of bizarre scenarios, orgies, gangbangs with elaborate scenes and settings. It was pretty funny, actually. Granted, it was never on the same level as four military cocks raising an American flag on Iwo Jima but it was amusing. For me.
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