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The Soul Pretender album is great to listen to when you're losing your mind

Found this single on vinyl a few days ago. Could not resist snagging it.

I've been in this game and the dating game we call "real life" long enough that you'd think that by now being stood up wouldn't be such a big deal. Not gonna lie though. Still stings a little, every time.

My cat just knocked down and broke one of my favorite kitchen appliances. You're running out of lives, buster...

Piney, you shouldn't feel that your sexual orientation is somehow "not okay". You were born to love and be attracted to the type you're attracted to. Call it archaic or whatever you want, what's nice about sexual orientation is you just know when it feels right. You be you

Haha! My cat walked in on me when I was trying on my latex outfit for the first time. He burred up his tail, raised his hackles and stared at me in pure horror. Yes, doors closed after that

Friendly piece of advice: if you're going to jerk off while playing this game, don't neglect cumming. I'm in so much god damn fucking pain right now it's unreal.

Hello boys indeed

I swear to god, that fucking movie

A few days ago I was strolling around the various user created rooms when I noticed a friend of mine was hosting a public room. I decided to swing by to see what was up. What was up was her and another friend of mine making love. No, that's not the term. They were fucking. So? That's what everyone on here does! Well, not really. When I'm observing people on here 99% of the time they're making porn. I do it too. We kind of unconsciously follow this script of sex acts and positions we've seen porn. Well, not so with this couple! They were just going at it, carnally enjoying each other. If I were to speculate, I'd say it's because they grew up in a time when internet porn wasn't readily available, so they found their own rhythm instead of following the unwritten script. Where am I going with this? I'm not sure I have a point, but I'm going to try fucking more on here.

Let's get the gang together and play volleyball! I'm already having flashbacks to Top Gun!

Uh, I wanna hear more about this Strapon Sally chick

Let's take the time machine for another spin!

Where were you playing, Lux?

I had no idea Curve made a cover of this song

I might have posted this song on here before. I honestly don't remember. If you ask me, though, it can't hurt to bump awareness of this classic

Industrial music works wonders when shoveling snow off your driveway! Here's an old gem! Any song that has the lyric I need to break out in a true Snake Plissken style deserves to be played every day

Yesterday saw the triumphant return of a 3dx legend (at least in my circle of friends). I was just lazily scrolling through the user room list, when a familiar-looking creator name popped up. Surely not a coincidence! So I put on something decent, went to have a look for myself, and yes, it was in fact her We got right back into our routine of playful back-and-forth, not skipping a beat. Soon the place was packed with people I know or know of, and we're dancing, joking and hanging out. 3dx at its best As things start to die down, as they must, I spy a guy with a most interesting pic in his gallery, and we start chatting. One of the first things I do when I chat up a guy is glance at his preferences. If it says "Women" I double check to see if said man makes any special exceptions for sissies. If it doesn't say so, I just take them at their word, respect their orientation, and have a conversation. Naturally, this guy has "Women" listed, and I don't see him leaving any wiggle room in his profile, so I keep it PG13. After a few minutes, he lets on to me he's been with a few sissies before which naturally leads the conversation down a new path, and soon we're planning our next destination. Usually, when playing to a fetish, there are a few stock lines, roles and character traits that keep coming up, but we both confessed to enjoying going off script. What followed was a surprisingly sensual lovemaking session, with a cheeky guy cheering me on in the background Afterwards, when we were cuddling (me and my partner, not the cheeky cheerleader guy), he asked me "How did you know I was into that?" I told him the truth: I didn't. Sometimes you just have to take a gamble

As long as there's support for Kama Buttra I'm in.

Switching servers did the trick Thanks a billion!

When I try using 3dx on my laptop I'm unable to see or interact with any players, the, the Shared User Worlds list is empty, and there's no traffic in World Chat. However, when I click on my profile I can see which of my friends are online, so I know it's not a server issue or they would not be showing up. Wierdly, I have no means of direct messaging them either. Does anyone have any idea what's going on?

Stop having good taste @Lux lnterior!

Fathers and sons I wouldn't say I know my father very well. By that I don't mean I had a single parent childhood. What I mean is I'm from a family where we don't really talk about things. We talk, but never about serious topics. Things that matter. I know my dad loves cars, speakers, whiskey, but I don't know him. I never asked him for relationship advice when I was a kid. To this day he's something of a stranger to me. I know he suspects I'm queer in some way, but thankfully we've never had that discussion either. What I do know about my dad, and something we can bond over, is our love of music. However stunted our communication is otherwise, here's something we can bond over without it feeling forced. So when it was time to get my father a gift for his 71st birthday, I knew I couldn't go wrong with something music related. Dad and I have different tastes in music, but we share some. One such artist is Leonard Cohen. So naturally, when I saw a DVD called I'm your man, which was a concert/documentary about the man with other artists interpreting his songs, I thought I was golden! On The Day, dad opens his presents, all is good, and dad decide to go watch the DVD while my mom prepare the birthday dinner. We each have a glass of whiskey, in goes the disc, and I'm thinking: bonding time! First thing we're treated to is a bunch of black and white, dreary archive pictures of Montreal with Leonard Cohen's voiceover about growing up in the City of Saints, to a harsh industrial soundscape. This looks like something I would have shot with a DV-camera and edited using some shitty Pinnacle software, but okay, cringe aside, the music was coming. First up, Suzanne, interpreted by Nick Cave, Perla Batalla, and Julie Christensen. A beautiful song, surely this will be enjoyable! Of course it doesn't work. The artists attempt a canon version of the song, but it just falls flat, and sounds unrehearsed. Then we're back in documentary mode, with Nick Cave extolling the greatness of being a Cohen fan before being a Cohen fan was cool, dark and mysterious. Not off to a great start, at this point I am still holding out hope, but it's like the atmosphere in the room is dropping. Next up is Rufus Wainwright, who it turns on Cohen is friends with. "Okay, cool," I think, praying things will turn around soon. But no, Rufus takes Everybody knows, a darkly humorous song and turns it into some sort of tango version. At this point I'm dead inside. I glance over at dad, fearing what I'll see, and my fears are confirmed. He's not into this. Fuck you, movie! The documentary then moves on to explain what a dark, mysterious and tortured artist Cohen is and all I can think of is how these guys have missed the mark. What about Cohen's wry sense of humor? His incurable romanticism? No, it's like the director heard his songs in Natural Born Killers and then ran out straight to make a documentary about the man. Anyway, Beth Orton comes on and sings Sisters of Mercy and for the first time, we actually get a good performance. But just like any good torturer, you break up the monotony of pain with glimpses of hope, before proceeding with more agony. Some guy named Antony sings If it be your will, or rather butchers it with a shrieking, weak, wavering performance. At this point I feel like I have to apologize to my dad. "I didn't know these people would suck, dad! I've got better taste than this, you've got to believe me!" At this point I'd rather tell him about the first time I sucked cock than watch another minute. It's at this point when mom, bless her heart, tells us dinner is ready. Dad and I glance at each other with a sense of relief. We shut the movie off and have some fine steak. I don't know if I will ever know my father better, but I know this. Fuck you, I'm your man! Fuck you.

This is some solid design work In love with the tea set