[Simeon_Strangelight]

(06-26-2018 06:50 PM)AnonymousBosch Wrote:  

I've come to two very different realisations this morning:

- I just go back from 7:30 am mass at the Carmelite Monastery. Due to their vow of silence, other than the recitations, no-one speaks except the Priest and the Mother Superior, when she does the First Reading. For a while now, I've kept thinking: the silence has a point.

- Listening to whiny Millennial and Gen Zeds boys, constantly trying to control the uncontrollable and dictate standards of acceptable discourse by demanding everyone conform to their pre-determined narcissistic script - like a thread can ever be 'hijacked' if the digression wasn't inherently more interesting than the stated topic - I suddenly understand why the girls of their own generations have kept choosing to fuck me, instead of them.

My fiance is 23. I stole what should have been the wife of a different generational cohort. From our conversations, it's because I'm alive to her in a way they're not: they're Prigs - particularly as a transparent substitute for lacking genuine power and control in their lives - and fussing over rules and regulations is Prig Crack.