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Art does not create monsters, parents do. Art can only reflect and make us aware, not create a complaint department in an area where the perpetrator doesn't exist. His "paperwork" evaporates as soon as you continue sucking his dick. If you don't know how to empower children, you are not empowered. 20-Sep-2020

Tags: Art, Fault, Life, Men, Mothers, Sex

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20-Sep-2020


 

Just for the frack of it and because it's Sunday on the Galactica I would like to state that no trans, drags, beautiful damsels in distress, female porn stars, female strippers or my mother (thank God) has ever raped or been sexually inappropriate towards me. They flirted (not mother, she took her job seriously) and made cute but they never crossed sexy safety lines unless it was mutual. Let me see, who's left.. 20-Sep-2020

Tags: Abuse, Myself, Sex

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20-Sep-2020


 

The cure for fires is to cement everything. Fuck nature and its pretty little flowers that attracts women and environmental infestations. We preserve the necessary and digress from planting sequoia seeds in a trailer park. We're too stupid to be The Jetsons so we become "The Flintstones." We only light up when necessary. I know it works. It got us here. 19-Sep-2020

Tags: Cavemen, History, Psychology, Survival

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19-Sep-2020


 

You bet she did. Thanks, mom. Kisses. 19-Sep-2020
A mother's greatest gift to her child is to shut the fuck up and listen. 13-Sep-2020

Tags: Mothers, Responsibility, Support

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19-Sep-2020


 

I miss mother/son activities like squishing birds together. 19-Sep-2020

Tags: Mother, Myself, World Peace

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19-Sep-2020


 

"All" men are perverts! 16-Sep-2020

Tags: Advice, Mother, Parenting 101, She's Right!

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16-Sep-2020


 

The moment you find out all of life's answers you are discarded and labeled a mental health crisis even though we are all mentally unwell. 16-Sep-2020

Tags: Life, Mental Health, Truth

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16-Sep-2020


 

The lies don't stop after you come out. 14-Sep-2020

Tags: Awareness, Gay101, Life, Wisdom

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14-Sep-2020


 

My second and third bullies happened in sixth grade. (My sissy will always be my first.) They were two seasons older, swagging adult height and athletic strength. They were going to kick my ass and all I could think of was that school wasn't like The Brady Bunch... at all. I don't remember what I blurted or how they inspired it but I promise you it was sarcastic and weird as fuck. They started to laugh. I remember the prettier one slapping his in hand in mine and telling me I was alright. "Anybody mess with me will have to answer to them." They were a team." If anybody hassled me, any basketball team member in close proximity would fuck them up. I made them laugh and they silenced every attack during their reign and after. From sixth to eighth I was astonishingly protected. Crap! School "is" like the Brady Bunch. Shit! I'm Peter Brady! My sister thought she was Marcia because she was older and cooler but she was really Cindy. Always getting into a fight and snitching. 13-Sep-2020

Tags: Myself

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13-Sep-2020


 

(Thank you.) I'm debating whether to leave or recede. I no longer understand my function. (I'm not a robot.) 08-Sep-2020

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08-Sep-2020


 

The first step in achieving racial harmony is teaching the burdens some manners. 08-Sep-2020

Tags: Mothers, World Peace

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08-Sep-2020


 

To appease my place in the world (I'm an odd duck) I daydreamed I was from outer space. My space parents would return one day from galactic war, and save me from my sheltered and disciplinary life, whisking me off to somewhere I belong. The theme resonated, the exploration peaked and now, the idea is dead. I don't speak or learn like anyone. I obsess over the knowledge I've accumulated. A chunk of that knowledge is incomplete. When we know the outcome of a life puzzle, the need for experience cancels it. I immediately cancel it. That's me obsessing. "I am not like anyone" was cute when they wanted to fuck the weirdness out of me but I don't want to be cute in my 50s. I thought I could be my odd self living with my brothers and sisters in unity and serenity where my odd duck could happily swim but we are one without of a kind. The world became too fast. The elders received the least consideration by the complexities of tech (I don't see the reason why we need to decode everything when that's a techie's job. It should have a three button maximum) and the obliteration of our language. We either explode (Karens are born, though I've always preferred Gladys - wink, wink) or give up (volunteered dementia.) The life we lived was a Matrix lie. We stand naked without the comfort of our past because our lives were nothing. We tiptoe through the new one in limbo because the history that made us, the burdens don't want. The war is as much about family and parenting as it is about everything else. The assholes jumped ship as soon as they graduated from Pedo Tech leaving the uncomplicated in a sad and overwhelmed state. We are the deleted ones. The ones not applicable to the environment. We are slaves to the new honorable and humanitarian corporation that is loosely based on movie ideals. It looks like they stand for shit when its just the other side of the same coin. I like to deduce my own answers and I'm tired of bowing. I just want to survive. I trashed my knees for nothing. Every insult I've hurled, I've received, every love that I've experienced I shared. It's the end of the road. The aliens either don't exist or after the countless anal analyzations they booked. What were the results? The reason we can't reach the other planets is because that's where our afterlife begins. We'll keep ending back here until we reach Star Wars reality. We are the aliens. We've been searching for ourselves. 07-Sep-2020

Tags: Myself, Viewers

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07-Sep-2020


 

I asked my mother why she didn't gloat to her senior compatriots about her son having served the President and she said never. They would kill her while doing the laundry. (Give me a break. She's in Florida surrounded by Cubans.) 01-Sep-2020

Tags: Celebrity, Environment, Mother

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01-Sep-2020


 

What kills cultural appropriation for me is that if you are in their country, tradition and religion dictates that we honor them by wearing it. In America (the land of free choice) it is taboo. I'm confused. 31-Aug-2020

Tags: ?, Cultural, Hypocrisy, Race

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31-Aug-2020


 

If you don't want to be considered a grave bandit don't marry old or money. 21-Aug-2020

Tags: Relationships

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21-Aug-2020




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