when you think so much and so constantly that you begin to analyze every little thing and invent situations that you end up freaking out over that never happen anyway then there is such a thing as thinking too much. when your thoughts begin to cause you a lot of distress. insomnia, loss of appetite, insane nicotine fits.

drugs make it alright sometimes.




on-topic: i play with my boobs all the time (it's not sexual) without really being all that aware of it. they're like built-in stress balls. my hands like my boobs more than my boobs like my hands.

i think too much [while touching myself {subconsciously}]

girls have the unfair advantage of having nicer looking and larger stress balls than us males. ours do come in a handy carrying case though. [though it is wrinkly]

i am totally touching myself right now. It is thunder storms and humid hot, this is phoenix gettin it awn kind of weather. Han solo is having none of it tonite, so its just phoenix, and me.

right fist holding my head up, left hand on the keyboard scrolling up and down.

my weenus is resting on my thigh

rubbing my shoulders. it was a long, long day and a big night

rubbing my lower back