Now I hate listening to this expression no matter who’s fucking mouth it comes out of. Mostly because I’m the kind of person who tends to thrive on what a person’s saying (whether that’s a female trait or not doesn’t really fucking matter) and thrives even more on what a person doesn’t say. Want to find out about a person? It’s simple! Ask questions and allow them to answer with no interruptions on your part. Most people who live in the center of society’s sex will speak mostly and generally on how they’d like to be perceived. Some people will reveal a lot, except that most of the things they revealed are as trivial as a handshake. In relationships, the words that are often never said are the ones people SHOULD notice. If notice too late, then, what do you think would happen? All the Jenga pieces fall apart. Then, who laugh lasts? Now when it comes to certain instances, circumstances or the simple creatures of the world like: Men. Well, I must say that actions indefinitely speaks louder than words.
Some of you may know, I have a non-exclusive partner who I’ve been with for 8 years now. Some things never change until one manages to be infected by an enormous amount of sickness. This will ensure at some point, when the migraines become unbearable that you’ll break away from the disease of a person, place, situation or thing. These actions, speak all so loudly in the words: Lies and Bullshit! I fail to understand why people would even dare to choose one or the other with me. You cannot lie or bullshit to the folks who hold a fierce amount of wisdom coupled with a dangerous sixth sense ability like a God.
For Pete’s Sake I have dreams of other people’s dark secrets when I sleep. They’re dying to come out, but you know how people are always hiding from themselves. I can only imagine this is where all the lies and bullshit stems from. People are scared of judges and coming out of their house of denial. And this would be why I respect few in this department. I will accept you as soon as you hold no shame and realize that the other expression: Honesty is the best policy is the most vital in this fucked up world. So moving on..
A subject where Actions Speaks Louder Than Words comes down to the most insignificant hobby anyone can get into: Masturbating. Some of you may know where I stand when it comes to Masturbating. Some don’t. Now if a person has an issue with being intimate with a person due to the fact that they have been molested/raped, then this is an exception for them! However, on the other hand, I do not like it! Some of the reasons why I do not like it and may seem extreme are: It builds greed, lust, develops prostate cancer, it becomes hard for folks to figure out what is fact from fiction, gives a sense of urgency equipped with a hunger for frequency on the NEED to cum, furthers the implications of premature ejaculation and devalues your state of mental, spiritual, sexual and physical being (including your partner).
My partner is fully aware of my belief systems when it comes to Masturbating. We engaged in numerous conversations about the dilemmas I find with them. My partner claims he masturbates 2-3 times in a 7-day period. It may not seem like much to the folks who masturbate numerous times a day over the course of seven days. But IT IS! Especially when my partner comes down to visit me for another 2-3 x in a week and expects me to make him cum as well. I say make because I’m not a dumb bitch! (And regardless of what the fuck he says, “You don’t need to make him cum.” He’s fucking trying to feed me the bullshit! And in this case, actions speak..well… you know the rest.)
This would mean he’ll cum at least 2-3 times by himself at home 9possibly more?) AND 2-3 times by me. Do the fucking Math! That’s a volcano of white eruption. AND one I do not admire. Jesus I don’t even cum this much in a week, regardless of how badly my vagina desires cock or (my favorite!) getting licked! Cumming this much isn’t only selfish, but this ensures that the frequency of his testicles get emptied out as soon as they desire to tighten their hands on the horror of his soul and lack of self-control to begin with.
Meanwhile he tries to reassure me that I’m not his cumbucket. And to make a deal with me, he would stop masturbating over at his house if I help to make him cum once a week. And once again, in this case Actions Speak Louder Than What? Indeed! So, why try and bullshit me? Why lie? Why act as if cumming isn’t your world when the Deal is saying another story? Why must cumming be an important factor in anybody’s life? Why must I, even a little, assist in making him or any other fucking guy in the world cum? I don’t feel bad for any man who masturbates and never will. He’s getting off. He’s performing according to the standards of what he and his penis likes.. and as for me, I can have the leisure of Chatting, Reading a book, Training, Tweeting or Blogging.
But really, if being honest hurts, know that your actions will do all the talking for you.