penect69@yahoo.com
I am an average man except for an unusual injury. I was injured by schrapnel in Vietnam. It removed most of my penis. The photo is of me and my Vietnamese girlfriend taken two weeks before my penectomy. She was the last woman I made "normal" love to.
Not looking for sympathy, just friendly chat. Thanks
It's nice to meet you Jim. Thank you for the invite. I am not here much as I am having a difficult time navigating this site. Will return more once I have it figured out. Take care!
Thank you for the add. I warn the men when I accept their "add" that I am not here to hook up, so if that is what you are looking for, you might as well drop me.
Trust and Hurt
Many times the ones we trust most are the ones who hurt us the most.
When trust is gone there is nothing left just a sad and painful mess.
That’s a lesson I learned so hard from all the god-forsaken things you have done.
I had your back; you had my soul and beat it till my blemished lips mouthed nothing but a loathing groan.
I never thought you destroy me so; you played with my emotions and snapped them like pencil
Not even to cry or give a care just took my mind damned it bare.
You try to turn it all around; put all the blame on me
By reminding me of what we use to be
You say “I had my reasons and I gave you chances” but you killed them all
So you sit there laughing your cursed laugh, as I slowly fall into the deep unknown.
I blame myself for this I guess… for I saw the green flame glowing in your glassy eyes
But I chose to devise for you to help you through the suppose “hell” you go through
I am stronger now and I suppose this is the time where I learn who my real friends are
I think its time I delete it all as I walk down this long dreary hall
Because the old me is gone
And everything this time is said and done
Said and done….
Note From Author: I wrote this poem about my best friend (of 9 years) who has been betraying me for almost that long. Since this year we are no longer friends… and she now torments me.
You can make more friends in two months by becoming interested in other people than you can in two years by trying to get other people interested in you.
by Dale Carnegie
Dear Jim...
Thanksgiving
The year has turned its circle,
The seasons come and go.
The harvest all is gathered in
And chilly north winds blow.
Orchards have shared their treasures,
The fields, their yellow grain,
So open wide the doorway~
Thanksgiving comes again!
~Old Rhyme
Mikayla
Aug 4, 2009
Ladyg
Aug 4, 2009
Honey Holiday
Thank you for the kind words (smile)....and the add.... I wish you well.
Aug 4, 2009
Bella64
Aug 5, 2009
Apple2
Aug 5, 2009
UVA__
Thanks for the add, hope you had a great week
; )
Aug 7, 2009
Larry
EcoDelMar.org/music
EcoDelMar.org
Aug 15, 2009
Cinnamon
Sep 23, 2009
Mikayla
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Sep 25, 2009
Cinnamon
Sep 26, 2009
Ladyg
Oct 6, 2009
Larry
http://EcoDelMar.org/LBRB
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Oct 12, 2009
Samaa Sax
Many times the ones we trust most are the ones who hurt us the most.
When trust is gone there is nothing left just a sad and painful mess.
That’s a lesson I learned so hard from all the god-forsaken things you have done.
I had your back; you had my soul and beat it till my blemished lips mouthed nothing but a loathing groan.
I never thought you destroy me so; you played with my emotions and snapped them like pencil
Not even to cry or give a care just took my mind damned it bare.
You try to turn it all around; put all the blame on me
By reminding me of what we use to be
You say “I had my reasons and I gave you chances” but you killed them all
So you sit there laughing your cursed laugh, as I slowly fall into the deep unknown.
I blame myself for this I guess… for I saw the green flame glowing in your glassy eyes
But I chose to devise for you to help you through the suppose “hell” you go through
I am stronger now and I suppose this is the time where I learn who my real friends are
I think its time I delete it all as I walk down this long dreary hall
Because the old me is gone
And everything this time is said and done
Said and done….
Note From Author: I wrote this poem about my best friend (of 9 years) who has been betraying me for almost that long. Since this year we are no longer friends… and she now torments me.
Oct 20, 2009
Carmen Diane Bailey
Kathys-Comments.com
Oct 22, 2009
Samaa Sax
by Dale Carnegie
Nov 7, 2009
catwoman
Nov 13, 2009
Carmen Diane Bailey
Nov 23, 2009
Samaa Sax
Thanksgiving
The year has turned its circle,
The seasons come and go.
The harvest all is gathered in
And chilly north winds blow.
Orchards have shared their treasures,
The fields, their yellow grain,
So open wide the doorway~
Thanksgiving comes again!
~Old Rhyme
Nov 24, 2009
Honey Holiday
Nov 25, 2009
catwoman
Nov 28, 2009
catwoman
Dec 13, 2009
catwoman
Jan 1, 2010
Elizabeth
Feb 25, 2010
Chameleon1218
I don't have a whip yet (getting one for Mother's Day though) what I do have is a brand new riding crop that needs breaking in...
Feb 25, 2010
Lynda
Mar 9, 2010
trouble
Mar 9, 2010
Ladyg
Mar 30, 2010
Malibu Dee
Apr 3, 2010