I imagine it feels something akin to having it caught in a zipper, but moderately less painful while lasting longer. And yes, I have caught it in a zipper. It really fucking hurts.
That's something I'd rather not experience. I've been caught in a zipper, that is agonizing. A paper cut along the myotis would make the recent clawing of my eye by my girlfriend's dog seem like a walk in the park.
How can you be absolutely insane and also have a girlfriend? Not that I'm saying it's impossible; I'm literally just baffled!
I can't efficiently explain it; we just work together. Despite my ramblings on this forum, I appear quite normal in the "real world" due to my coping skills and ability to shrug off major hallucinations that would make anyone else seek professional help. Besides, I thought it was already established that I'm technically not crazy since I recognize that my delusions aren't appropriate. I can claim to be god all I want, but nothing really proves that it's true. Plus, Magikot's right. I'm amazing in bed.
No, Zanza, she's my lady. I already established with my friend's girlfriend that I don't really love her, I simply love the relationship I have with her, which is a great friendship. I was confused about it and so I talked to her regarding the issue, which is now resolved. Now I no longer worry that my love is split among two women, and I can confidently give my love to one, who I've now been dating for over two months.
