Well, I open my eyes and I see things. I've seen spirits moving through the walls. I've seen a vortex coming through the wall. I've seen amorphous little balls of light bouncing all around in the front yard through the window. I've seen giant bugs on the floor. I was in a hotel room in Amarillo, Texas, and all I remember is standing on the bed and seeing the whole wall in front of me filled with lights that were [makes popping sound] popping like popcorn out of the wall. Then I'll wake up and I go "Wow, I was standing on my bed and staring at this wall."
Yeah that would be masturbating.
For me I involuntarily went twenty-four days once. Now I'm on day 15 of 'no fap' - I don't really believe anything about it, it strikes me as really fucking stupid, I'm just curious to see how long I can go without reaching breaking point. There may be some truth to it though; I require a lot less sleep to be able to function well throughout the day; I'm very very horny nearly all the time; average looking girls I'd never look at have become beautiful; I've had to strongly resist the urge to try and contact ex girlfriends and get them to come over.
your testosterone levels are probably through the roof right now
said solly, drool spilling onto his keyboard
"I'll go," said Chagataev. "But what will I do there? Build socialism?"
"What else?" said the secretary.