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Pretty cock....Matt believes he has a very pretty cock.
Should I post a shot? My cock is 6.45", with uniform thickness, good head to shaft ratio.
Picture Peter North's cock, but 2" shorter.
Would I take a half inch on my cock? Yeah sure. Just like how I'd rather be 5'10" than 5-8-and-a-half.
But hey - we play the cards we're dealt, right? I guess God or Nature/The Universe made me a manlet with nice hair and teeth instead.
But here's a story for you:
My former friend Ben Thompson is a strongman contest promoter in town. He also competed in the "Static Monsters" contest in Australia a few years back.
I have him $5,000 to promote local contests in 2016, and another $5,000 CAD in 2017 [$205 USD].
Anyway, one day he told me there was a contest in 20 days. He needed a grand from me. At the time, I was dealing with general family issues, and couldn't devote to training for and competing in, filming, and paying for a contest after already giving $5,000 that year.
So what happened?
He removed me from Facebook friends, and we haven't spoken since.
And what, pray tell, was my crime? Having family issues to attend to? Was five grand not generous enough?
See - you talk on here like whenever you go through these types of issues, they are no big deal. And I believe you when you say you get over things faster than I do. They you dwell on things less, that you move on faster, etc.
But I've done so much for some people only to be spit on. And it's like - and I think this applies to everyone - but the more we do for people, I feel the more we get taken for granted.
So yeah - here I am living a White Trash life in my room, or on my couch watching TV. I've gotten in trouble so many times for just trying to help, I'm just sick of it all.
Once I was the designated driver for my friend. I was clearly driving his car, HE was clearly drunk. I had ALL my documents. And we got pulled over because HE wasn't wearing his seatbelt.
He didn't have his insurance and ownership in his car. So what happened?
I got a caution ticket, and was given 72 hours to present his documents or face a $180 fine.
Tell me, Walter - do you think that made me want to be a good Samaritan, and be a designated driver ever again?
And that's why I am in this current state. That police officer KNEW I was the DD. I was sober - my friend was drunk. I was driving a car registered in his name. I had ALL my documents. My friend didn't. My FRIEND was not wearing his seatbelt while I was.
The officer should have been happy to see a sober friend driving his friend home, so he wouldn't have to drive drunk.
Oh...and my friend lived 20 minutes away from me. So not only did I go out of my way to safely drive him home - I had to walk 20 minutes back home after doing it.
And all I got from it was a caution ticket, which could have cost me $180.
So tell me, Walter - why bother?
I spent my entire life doing things for others. But lately, I haven't done Jack. I just hell myself.
It's a depressing existence on one hand...but at least I don't need to worry about getting in trouble for simply trying to help.
You said I'm mentally and emotionally weak. Close. I'm mentally and emotionally DEFEATED.
Every time I get in trouble despite doing nothing wrong, I find myself saying "What's the point?"
So I spend my days alone at home watching YouTube.
I hope one day my positive mindset returns. But as far as I'm concerned, I'm spiritually dead.
As for being physically weak...I think it's safe to say you and I have different definitions of "weak".
In fact, if gyms were open now, I'd be my lifetime strongest. Roughly 315/405/495 [bench/squat/deadlift]. Not bad for 175, IMO.