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" and we strolled outside to inhale a beautiful field of dreams where buffalo and antelope were doing yoga in tie dye tee shirts i later returned to the room hopeful she still loved me reinvigorated by my newly acquired secret knowledge of bobcat love and grateful to the pharaoh for all he had taught me over turkish coffee however my love did inform me that i would have to take off the tie dye if i wanted to get lucky Traffic Jam in North Dakota Photo by Kat Livengood on the road this week will post new art next monday Were all Dead Cowboys 24 x 30 oily on a good bord () i am dark like the shiny blue feather on the raven that caws the corvid blues the shiny shiny monday morning dark bird blues echoes of memories buried beneath my skin often confused as a spiritual message from a celestical diety i think its most likely a scientific poltergeist rising up out of my DNA that says run far far away smear blur and blend nothing like the digital realm it' s wholly original unduplicateable the signature of a coyote running backwards down the rabbit hole taking his tracks with him the flea market indian cowboy spins his rope dancing in the eye of the storm his wife digs for the lost city of gold on aisle K theres not much money to be made here but we are all living our damned stories as best we can its not oblivion after all but you can almost see it from here i paint another dark bird its wings fluttering in the late fall wind it Caws sending a corvid echo thru time and space does your fancy art ever make you feel more than that? i have a big newsletter full of art tomorrow so sign up for the Dark Bird Gazette if you want a front row seat to view the full catastrope of my art (CLIK RITE HEAR) Crow Man--- Three Paintings of Dead Cowboys....(obsessive, compulsive or desperate take your choice) Dec 14 2015 Doors leading to Doors leading to Doors (inside the Dark Bird Palace) Concrete floors enclosed metal buildings heating and air & artificial lighting all conspire against me & the primal connection i feel to nature when im at the Dark Bird Palace where i can meditate on the mountain to the East gaze at the Rockies to the North contemplate Time and the vast Caldera to the west or simply paint like a wild coyote all day long inside my increasingly iconoclastic desert stronghold...
Rush Limbaugh on AM 101.5 radio park your rig drop a load get a free trucker shower eat a 64 ounce steak and win a free heart attack no pets allowed did you know president Obama is a Muslim? clik hear for several new paintings King Krow--- 36 x 24 three panels oily corvids all Cursed she had walked uninvited into a hogan near Hopi looking for directions hexed by an old witch lady knocking Betty backwards all the way to the truck back down the road she came in on right then and there Backwards Betty was born from that day forward everything she did was in reverse walking down the aisles backwards wearing her hat all turned around unbeading necklaces unstitching clothes putting up a closed sign when she was open skinning her tent turning it inside out flipped her card table upside down driving into the market in reverse arriving late leaving early eating breakfast for lunch lunch for breakfast if someone asked her what she sold she told them nothing she was a complete contrarian freak she was Backward Bettys Boutique a Contrarian Consortium of Flea Market Oddities and un Collectibles clik hear 4 moore holiday cheer!
go to our website for the whole shocking truth did you know dodging roadkill with an 18 wheeler 12 inches from your bumper explains roadkill did you know you cant drive 75 when you have the red state blues? Dead Cowboy & the Naked Assasin in the Land of the Unseen--- oily on loose canvas about 85 x 30 woke up at 3 am christmas morning on the bathroom floor except i was hovering slightly above myself staring down at myself curled up around the porcelain god i thought this guy needed help which would be me of course he started moaning groaning saying something incoherant drunk maybe sick maybe knocked out cold slowly coming to staggering up rubbing his eyes but not seeing me we were overlapping at the edges it spooked me i hadnt prayed in 30 years but tonite i was born again "help me jesus help me jesus" thats what a christmas ghost will do to you i thought i was like a kid asking for forgiveness after its way too late and then i started doing a little tiny holy dance still praying louder and louder "help me jesus help me jesus" thats when i noticed a snake tail hanging off the sinks edge it was a cottonmouth snake in the vanity dont ask it makes no sense but after seeing my holy ghost it made sense to me for help from Jesus he required an act of faith the handling snakes so i kissed it on the nose its little tongue licking my eye then wrapped it around my arm and began dancing with it chanting to jesus and keeping an eye on my barfing holy ghost when i heard a pounding on the door the sort of desperate sound only satan could make when he knows hes losing your soul so i picked up the pace on my dancing started kissing the snake again and preying "thank you jesus" over and over again when WHACK WHACK WHACK satan knocked again it surely must be judgement day or judgement hour i glance into the bathroom mirror & see myself dancing kissing the cottonmouth chanting to jesus and now my holy ghost is sitting on the toilet wiping spit from his mouth so i figured this is it get whats coming to you i opened the door and there stood Santa Claus old Saint Nick Kris Kringle he handed me a bag of coal and said "Merry Christmas...
36 x 48 oily on stretched canvas May 7th 2018 Trinity about 37 x 62 inches on loose canvas Black Sheep 11 x 14 oily on a nice board after years of being a proud Dark Bird at a Flea Market surprise surprise im in a Barn on Canyon Road in Santa fe now finding out theres no better way to know who you are than to put yourself in world where you are clearly a Black Sheep (Corvidus Dark Birdus Maximus) Buffalo Hunt---SOULD oily on 32 x 48 inches stretched canvas april 9th 2018 Petro Glyph--SOULD about 39 x 61 oily on loose canvas May 2nd 2018 JOY oily on loose canvas about 64 x 64---SOULD Guide---) about 64 x 40 inches on loose canvas CLIK HEAR FOUR MY BIG FREAKN WINTR ART SALE you do know im not supposed to be here dont you? im at 821 Canyon Road in Santa fe New Mexico a distinct upgrade from my flea market shed to a horse stable with adobe bricks...
in the summertime the closer you get to the sun the cooler it gets in the winter time the closer you get to the sun the higher the rent gets he told me he disliked all of my paintings except one i told him even a blind squirrel occasionally finds an acorn no lady i dont need a dog to tell me who i can trust i found a poptop in the barn an archeological find that predates the great I-Phone Asteriod that smashed into the worlds forehead lobotomizing vast numbers of monkeys leading to an extinction of all language skills except for one word that being "like" Desert Angels--- 24 x 30 oily on a nice bord Horse Dream big oily 64 x 33 more less on loose canvas January 29 2018 lots and lots of art in process lots and lots of ink drawings in process and 4 art books in process will i finish it before its too late? im a lucky guy Primal about 30 x 20 inches yes im still at the Bardo Hotel ive clearly overstayed my welcome im not even sure i can pay the bill its possible ive become a permanent guest at the crossroads of home and roam - no more clever answers witty comebacks or confident assumptions i think i left my brain in the rain because the size of my thinking has clearly shrunken - sir you meal is ready sir your room is clean why oh why would i ever wanna leave this sorta cozy comfort if you know what i mean?