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Love is simply tantalizing. I feel it manifesting in me like an alien ready to burst out my chest. I can hear you....you're so far from me. I can see you....you're so sexy. I can feel you.....you're so soft, baby. I can taste you....wow you taste so sweet. This love is so tantalizing. Juicy. Rich. This forbidden fruit has me engulfed in its organic orgasm spinning down through my blood vessels. Just a bite. Just a taste. Just a way for me to embrace the foundation of the lust I have for you and transform it into a love so rewarding. Appreciation. Satisfaction. Damn I'm loving your reaction. No action can compare to the miles of land and air separating our natural attraction. It's not fair. It's not fair. Distance may separate but nothing can keep me from you. We've come a long way. Let me rub your feet. So tired from the journey. I'm here now. You and me. Together at last. Perfection has caught up with our wandering. Our hearts are together at last. The…

Tomorrow's Darkness

Tomorrow brings uncertainty. Today passes with clarity attached like a document to an email. Tomorrow brings hope. Today brought closure on another day in your life that is getting more complete. Tomorrow will soon be today, today will be yesterday and yesterday would be forgotten. They say to always live your life like today would be your last but you and I both know the way you go about your day will plague you with regrets if your time came. I like to live like there's always a tomorrow. Tomorrow gets me closer to you. Tomorrow gets me closer to fulfillment. To make plans in another month is expecting to be able to fulfill those plans at that time. If I didn't expect that, I'd make them today. I wouldn't work. I wouldn't sleep. I wouldn't continue to be a law abiding citizen. Self gratification is the key to happiness when tomorrow brings more darkness. The world can end at any moment. It won't be by God's hand as you may think but by the hands of me…

Full of Randomness

I've been here in New Mexico for two days now. Don't really know what to make of this state. Lot of mountains and emptiness. I can see the military basically owns most of the square footage down here for missile tests and whatnot. The mountains make me think of The Hill Have Eyes. Eerie shit. So what am I doing in New Mexico you ask? Well my job. What do I do? Pfft...please. But if you must know, I do my part to contribute to our efforts overseas. I haven't been blogging long enough to really make any grand leaps or bounds about my desires or to really immerse myself in full comfortability to a public that I don't know about.
On this day, I have 2 followers which will grow as time passes and the masses learn about this fella behind a laptop (which is a netbook at this current moment). The more I write, the more I feel like Hank Moody of Californication played by David Duchovny in which he massively expressed his disdain for bloggers yet utilized it to really get his th…

The Fatigued Mother

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A lot can be said about single mothers. Some of those things said about them can also be said about attached mothers. Either way, they all have several things in common when it comes to private time. A friend of mine that became a mother for the second time kinda re-opened my eyes on the lack of "her time". Another friend of mine brought to light the many issues she faces as a single mother. Then there's my own wife that I see on a daily basis (when I'm in town) go through her days like she's a single mother. It's something I fail to understand...why don't we, being the male species, really try to be more caring about a woman's needs to get away from the stress or recharge their batteries after hours and hours of nurturing? What makes it so hard for us to get out of the selfish stage and be a father, grandfather, brother, or whatever you are to the little tyke?
Every mother I know that is going through the early childhood years are more stressed then a…

The First

So after months of having this thing, I'm finally putting the effort to make at least one post. I've bounced ideas back and forth with no real idea of what to put here. As a writer, I tend to brainstorm more then write. I guess that's why it takes me so long to really finish something. Where do my real talents lie? Is it expressing myself through distant and private avenues? Do I enjoy being behind the shadows more then bumping shoulders with anyone related to "attention"? I guess I should at least start with introductions. I am Brent Campbell. If you're here, you must know me or be bored. I live a very consistent life. It's consistently boring. As goofy and silly as I am, I don't show it nearly enough to garnish anything close to a real life. Shit happens B. I spend most of my days at work anyway. Gotta kill dem terrorists so my kids and your kids can be safe. Rather you believe the whole war on terror is irrelevant at this current juncture. Don'…