There's a lot of cravings I have satiated myself from permanently. I've slept with different women. I've drank and partied. I've produced like I was famous. I have gotten mid life crises out of my system. I was successful doing things the right way. My dreams came true a little too.

 I avoided a mid life crises many times. I had epic rumspringas. I got a lot of that completely out of my system. I know what pussy smells like and what ass feels like.

I did get to do my passions. I produced lots of hobbies. I got to do this my way. I have had modest successes from my works.

As a teen ager I built up to the climax of VCU. That even lead to the Army. I got to go further with Germany. I left my hometown and got to come back home too.

I had fantasies I was a celebrity. I shared my works and had views. I helped my family while I did this. I did stuff like my heroes did.



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