Discipline for me is about respect. It’s not even about self-respect; it’s about respect for life and all it offers. And not indulging. I have happily reconsidered my position on a bunch of things I didn’t want on my “no” list despite all evidence that I couldn’t handle them. At the end of the day, anything I think I’m sacrificing I’m just giving up because it makes me feel better.
It’s my birffday today and my plans include getting wasted, paying for some chick to grind her hoo ha on my dingus, and have really hot buttsex. Unless someone offers me a better alternative, but it sounds like a pretttty lit day to me already.
Also FUN FACT: I celebrate my bday with RDJ and goddamn that man is like fine wine, only gets better with age. I aspire to be him, tbh.