Mindblown: a blog about philosophy.

  • Hello world!

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  • ZERO

    Where are the orgasms? Where is the sex? Where is the anything? My sex drive has dissipated and I’m having a hard time getting it back. ZERO.

  • Two steps to the Left. One step Behind.

    And no I’m not talking about my ‘behind’. So the joy of Champix and Temazepam. ZERO want to have sex. ZERO want for self pleasure or to give pleasure. THIS IS SHIT. Basically all my brain is saying atm is get the fuck away from me before I explode upon myself or possibly you. It’s…

  • He Says. She Says.

    If you stop kissing me I’m going to stick my cock in your arse so fucking hard. Kiss Me. – He Says Fuck Me. – She Says And then later… You really wanna fuck me in the arse don’t you? … You can if you like. – She Says ———————————————————– Earlier that month – you…

  • Tick Tock

    And there was another one of those ‘baby talks’. This is happening a bit of late, not that I’m anti it, I’m probably more for it. My body and brain is screaming for it but A needs longer. My body clock is tick tick ticking, loud and clear. Things with A and I are going…

  • years gone. bye.

    well, almost. Things are at some sort of stand still. sex minimal. solo satisfactions minimal, almost non existent. Almost semi permanent house guests don’t help either of these things. Add stress into the mix, stress with work, stress with study, stress with self. All of this comes to one big fucking head fuck. Want sex,…

  • Every Time

    So I’ve slowed on my posting, a little break. Every time A and I fuck, all I think of in that brain of mine is COME COME COME, COME in ME. This simple little thought pushes me well over the edge every time.

  • Zero drive for pleasure

    Things that are. The personal life. It’s OK. Somewhat lacking in sex lately. Has been this way for a while now. I wonder if it’s laziness on both parts. Just lack lustre. An inability to shut off. Not feeling overly present. Or turned on. Or interested. The other life. It’s OK. Other peoples stories leave…

  • Hard Working

    Relationships are hard work. That hard work isn’t a chore mind you, they just take effort, they take work. Understanding, compromise, listening. Things of late have been a bit lack lustre, I think coming from both of us. Sex has been a whole lot less, and paranoia and frustration and anxiety around sex on the…

  • Out of Sync

    You can’t always be well timed. At the moment it seems like me and A are at opposite ends. Mood wise mostly. One’s up the other is down, vice-versa. You can’t always be a well oiled machine. Small hiccups with understanding, misreading. He said the other night… “This means nothing cause I already sorted it…

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