Sex

That’s the only thing I can think of that you might not be able to do in the after world.

It can’t be that great, nobody will have sex with me. My subconscious makes sure of that. What is a subconscious anyways?

So, why not take life for granted? There’s nothing you can do that is great. Shitting isn’t very fun. Well, sleeping might be fun, unless you have shitty dreams, like I was having, which was keeping me in bed, as I thought it was real.

You probably don’t have to sit in solitary confinement for 10+ years in the after world for something you didn’t do.

Apparently if you are open to paranormal, you are more likely to experience it. The only paranormal thing that happened to me, is it felt like something was biting my leg the night after Tonka was murdered. But it might of been licking. If it was biting, well that’s not a good thing. I rolled over, and it stopped.

Mediation doesn’t even work anymore, I’ll just fall a sleep, now I fall a sleep before I even mediate.

Tonka’s spirit might still be here, waiting for me. Who knows how long that’ll be. If some other spirit murders me, then it won’t be as long. The medical examiner won’t have a cause of death for me if that happens.

The stories could be made up, they just want to be on TV.

But, I already know I can leave my body, it almost happened once. It’s the best feeling you will feel while alive. You’ll be at peace finally.

The only people that want sex with me are dudes, at least online. I don’t want a yeast infection. Also, if you are a grower, and can’t get hard, you won’t be inserting anything in them. If they grow tits, and look like a woman, and sound like a woman, then I’ll get hard.

There’s love in the after world. You don’t need sex to experience love.

I have zero intention of ever having sex.