I've wanted the ones that don't want me.
It's because of rpe/dopamine (reward prediction error). These men that appear to not want me, give me crumbs- hits of dopamine. They feed me with minimal rewards. They become my slot machine I plant my ass in front of, pulling the lever excited at my little wins and hopeful for a jackpot. Some machines I stay connected to for far too long. I'm a dopamine addict. Makes sense how I was hooked to a 20 year crush and the most we did was kiss. So, I could theoretically then just find one that does want me as much as I want him and teach him how to pull back the dopamine by creating reward errors within my predicting. Or play many machines...maybe just move to the tables and put it all on black. "("Fuckin' kiss me")... A weather-beaten angel descending to embrace the cemetery Got love—so mystifying "God damn, swept away... Planet pretty kill Motherfucker hang me on the thrills Psychoholic slag... No small heaven, baby, I got the left hand of the keeper"
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AuthorReleasing some steam. You should want to know me, not just a woman with pent up passion. Oh yea and you should start this from the beginning. |