081609 #human Whether you want to call it love, affection, sex, or whateverIve got it for my wife. I love her vulnerability, the candle of her brain, and her wide white ass. I love how she said the weather forecast overnight said it was going to be moony. Get it? It didnt show a sun. It showed a picture of a moon. Actually, it was partly starry. Shes sideways under red satin now, flanked by two babies. Shes milky and sometimes she hurts. I love her. The website for the survey that measures how much grit you have isnt responding. Thats not important. Whats important is whether how much grit you have is a mutable commodity. Is it ever too late. And I have enough grit to say, no it isnt. I have what it takes. Even if I spent way too many years not thinking so. Im making up my own mind. Im keeping on. Not giving up. I dont need a website to tell me that. Im defining it for myself. Tell the whole world Ive gone insane.