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Hello everyone!
I am Colie. I don't answer to any of the following: girl, wench, whore, bitch, little one, or shaggin' wagon. Or any variations of those. Maybe when I'm with someone, but for right now, you're all strangers.. You wouldn't go up to a random lady on the street and call her that, right? That would just be rude. I don't take kindly to rude people.

Rude people get blocked.
Old people get blocked too.
Ugly and fat people get ignored. I'm not looking to be dominated by someone I meet online.
I AM looking for friends that I can share this part of myself with.
Not friends-with-benefits. Just strictly platonic friendships.
Preferrably with straight sub women, or really any women.
I'm predominantly straight (but get a few drinks in me, and I'll make-out with a broom!).

Treat me with respect, and I'll respond in kind. I realize this sort of goes against being a sub, but know this:
I am submissive in relationships. I will submit to my partner, only. I will submit to the one who has earned my respect, loyalty, admiration, and ABOVE ALL trust.
Outside of a relationship, I am spunky and fierce and driven. I am determined in my life and my career.
I will not adhere to a 24/7 TPE lifestyle. Don't bother trying to change my mind. These are my views and opinions, I stand by them.

Thank you, and good luck in your searches.

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1/7/2011 2:25:53 PM

I live in a constant state of switching guys... It really kinda sucks, but I think it says something about me that after a year things just fall apart.

 Marriage didn't work out.
Dated someone else
that didn't work out.
Dated another guy
that didn't work out.
And another guy
also didn't work out.

 Kind of just staying away from guys in general right now.

 I REALLY wish there was a filter on here where unless you're in my range of what I'm interested in, you can't see my pictures. It's pretty creepy seeing all these 50+ year old men oogling my page.


8/29/2009 10:22:25 PM
Sooo...
I've got some news.

My "dom" ShatteredMind (Jayme)... things didn't work. For a multitude of reasons. At the end of the day, we were just wrong for eachother.
However, before you all start bombarding me with messages about how I should get with you... I'm married.
Yup, as of today.
To someone else.

I'll be moving out of NV soon, about time. It's been less than a year but the desert heat is not my thing at all.
My choices of places to go include : Miami, back to the bay, or Massachusettes.


5/13/2009 6:26:52 PM

Note to all doms :

If you want to speak to me,
or do anything with me,
first request permission from my Dom.

I will not talk to any Dommes who have not been pre-approved by Jayme.

I will send prewritten "involved" messages to anyone who does not comply. I apologize if you are offended by this. But I answer to only one at the present time.


5/1/2009 7:13:35 PM

You know that site publicdisgraceDOTcom ?


It's like my new favorite site. Seriously.
I'm ALL OVER IT.


4/5/2009 1:45:22 AM
Okay, so a few days ago, I set up Jayme with an account on here! Yay! He's the guy "ShatteredMind" so you all can stop sending me condescending emails. 

Those comments just wreak to me, 'might as well be saying "Hey Little Girl, is your Mommy home?" Only subsitute "Mommy" with "Dommy"...
Lame.

We've contacted a few couples, to try and meet people. If nothing else, we'll have made friends.

So, if you're someone who wants to speak to my Dom, you can just go ahead and email him directly.
Ignore the "fluffy little kitten" comment on his profile. Basically, I type faster, so I just sat in his lap and typed while he said what he wanted on his profile. And every time he'd stop to think, I'd write "And I'm am a fluffy little kitten." So basically, that was just me being silly.
Don't think he's a pushover because of it.

So, just some things you can know on here before going to him:
We're looking for couples.
  Not straight dom men that I can be whored out too.
  Not bisexual submissive women that he can take on next to me.
   -(Get this : I'm his one and only and he's mine too)
Call us shallow, but we would need for the couple to be something we're attacted to.
  Jayme's into thicker women, women with hips, big breasts aren't a must with him.
   I'm into tall white men (big noses are a plus).
Please be somewhere in our age group? (I'm 20, Jayme's 25)
If the Dom is willing to teach Jayme (because he's only got 3 years experience) then so much the better.

Yup yup.
'Hope that helped and didn't come off offensive!


3/24/2009 11:04:39 PM
Weird Feelings.

Man, I am so happy and so in love
and so sick
and so stressed!

So I just got hired to work at this Bistro.
I haven't gotten sick in a year, but then my step-brother rolls through and suddenly I'm as diseased as he is. I keep having black-outs and I'm losing feeling in my right arm...
But when I went to the doctor they were just like "Oh it's probably just a cold"... Yeah, MY ASS!

Whatever, so my Companion is a week or two away from his internship, and he'll either be going to Reno, Nevada, or the Tahoe area, in California. I'm so bummed. I mean, granted, we don't see each other much right now anyway, like maybe twice a week, but Reno's like 8 hours away from where we live now. And Tahoe is like 2 hours away, so obviously I'm rooting for Tahoe. The plan would be that we see each other when we can, but mostly I'll be working and saving and after 4 months, I'll move in with him.

Ladies and Gentlemen, I am a tropical breed. Me + Snow = Frosty the snowman.
Both options are in really cold places. I do not work well with cold. But I said I'd follow him to the end of the world and back, and that's exactly what I intent to do.

2/27/2009 8:06:21 PM
Hello Everyone!

So I was watching this movie last night, something about Vicky and Christina in Barcelona. Anyway, in it, Christina's character falls in love with this painter, and then the painter's ex-wife (Marie Elena) comes through, and soon enough it's like all three of them are eachother's lovers.

I thought this was interesting, so I asked Jayme what he thought about the subject.

I always kind of saw myself in a poly household anyway. I mean, granted, we don't have to grow old like that, but it'd be pretty cool.
Like if we lived with another couple.
I mean, my boyfriend is nowhere near bi, but maybe like a couple that's into BDSM as well, with a switch-sub female who is bi, and a dom-switch male that's straight.
Something like that might be fun.

Obviously, we'd expect the couple to be STD-free, and likewise we would keep our records up to date. I told him I'd look into finding couples around our age that might be into that. We're not really looking into being swingers, more like building a weird family system among the four of us.

I can only imagine what "Family Fun Night" might entale.

Anyways, if you're one such couple that might be interested, let me know.
Maybe we can all meet up for some casual hang-out time, see if there's chemistry?

12/10/2008 10:28:14 PM
So...

The boyfriend and I are looking at apartments.
Oooooh I'm so excited.
It'll be too cute, I can't wait!

I'm literally hopping up and down around my house because I cannot wait!

12/2/2008 3:12:30 PM
Ooooh!

I look so cute today!!!!


anywhoo,
I started my internship.
It's FABULOUS!


Le' Boyfriend and I are going on 6 months now. Things get better every day.

Right now, I'm listening to music, dancing around my kitchen in my trendy 50's rockabilly outfit and my hair is just so fabulous!
And I'm experimenting.

I bought puff pastries and I'm going to see if I can make mini-cheesecakes in a muffin tray using the puff pastry sheets as my crust.

oooh blind baking, who knows how it'll turn out!?!!

I'M SO EXCITED!!!!

11/17/2008 4:23:11 PM
mmmmmmmmmmmm


life is delicious right now.

10/3/2008 4:47:57 PM
Sooooooo...

Who went to Folsom Street Fair on Sunday?

-raises hand-

I did! I did!

I was the one in the really mormon looking get-up. You know, light blueskirt with white petticoat that went passed the knees, matching light blue shirt and yellow knit sweater?
I was the girl who looked like she just stepped out of the convent.

Tyvm.

8/22/2008 1:17:01 PM
I... don't get it.

Some guy emailed me asking if I worked at the Hooters in gretna...

So I emailed him back saying "No. I don't even know what a 'gretna' is."

He emailed me back saying "It's where I was born you cruel bitch."


That makes no sense.

In other news, school is going well. I'll be going on my internship in a few weeks. I'm seeing someone. And I got my bike fixed.
So far life seems to be looking up.
:D!

8/5/2008 4:56:50 PM
Talking in all CAPS....

Why do you do this?
Why?

"I WILL MAKE YOU CRY,CRY, AND CRY! YOU WILL NOT KNOW PAIN UNTIL YOU HAVE LEARNED FROM THE PAIN EXPERT. THERE WILL BE NO WARM UP! I WILL BEGIN EACH SESSION BY TYING YOU UP IN UNCOMFORTABLE POSITIONS AND END EACH SESSION BY POURING SALT ON YOUR OPEN WOUNDS, WELTS, AND BRUISES."

In my head, I'm hearing actual yelling and it sounds ridiculous.
You might as well be yelling "I AM AN ILLITERATE TOOL WHO WILL ONLY BE SATISFIED ONCE YOU HAVE BLOCKED ME!"

...
So I blocked him, for the (*counts*) 4th time.

8/5/2008 9:31:01 AM
Woot!
My hair is getting longer!
Thank goodness too. It's been BRUTAL growing out this heinous haircut. I swear, I could have strangled that woman for what she did to my head. I've had this permanent cow-lick on the side of my face for months, and it's finally getting to be manageable. The back part of my hair goes past my shoulders now. Woohoo!
As soon as it's long enough, I'm chopping it off again and doing 'coon tails! I can't wait.
For those of you who don't get the picture, the top layers will me long enough to frame my face, but the bottom layer will stay long and then be dyed in stipes to look like a raccoon's tail.
This may not sound all that fabulous to you guys, but I've been dreaming about this hair style for months. I want it so bad.
Maybe I can even keep the very top short enough to do a faux hawk.
That right there is my idea of hotness.

In other news, I've been seeing this woman lately. She and I are both more in the curious stage. We're taking things very slowly, and focusing on building a relationship before we try to experiment with our bodies.
Something about it.. I don't know if it's just her, or if it's women in general, but it feels right. Being with men had always felt gross and wrong to me. Like I was going against my nature. But I had always forced myself to do because I didn't want people to think there was something wrong with me.
Now I know there's nothing wrong with me. How could there be? This comes as natural as breathing. Nothing forced at all.
I like it.


7/22/2008 4:50:48 PM
Man Boobs.
Man Titties.
Breasticles.

Whatever it is you call them, as funny as they are to point and laugh at... I'm not trying to be with any guys that have bigger boobs than me.


And for that matter, I'm not trying to be with any boys... or guys... or men.

I'm crossing that sexual orientation line. Toeing it really, but basically, I've HAD IT with guys.

6/18/2008 4:37:47 PM
People are dicks.

most of you have been really supportive lately.
but damn...
dicks.

6/17/2008 8:55:17 PM
Ugh. so I'm in Principle of Asian Cuisine now. I'm 3 quarters through school. Pretty epic, I know. Anyways, so today in class I was chopping an onion with my cleaver. I know, intake of breath, any story that starts with CLEAVER has to end badly. That's like a horror story WAITING TO HAPPEN.

Yep. So half the onion was bad, so I figured I'd cut it in half and keep the good part. So I held down the onion, and raised my cleaver.... and then... and THEN.... AND THEN!!!!!
I missed my target.

-cries-
My knife went right into the middle finger of my left hand. Ugh... so much blood.
Blood makes me sick. I started blacking out. The only thing that stopped by cleaver from cutting off my finger all the way was
the bone.

ugh. -shudder-.
so gross, so painful, so UGH!!!!
so now, I have a bandaid that I am NOT taking off for anything, and a finger cot over that.
I don't usually get cuts in class. I'm pretty careful. But when I DO get cuts... OH BOY.
The last epic cut I had was MONTHS AGO in Butchery.
The teacher tried to flip over a pig. The pig hit the honing steel, the steel hit the boning knife, the boning knife went flying and sliced my right hand's pinky. I still have the scar. This was in October. Every time I make a fist, that finger starts hurting. That was the last truly epic cut I got.
Usually they're minor things. You get used to them as time goes on. I got my very first blister today. I'm so proud. All my teachers say you're not trully a chef until you're hands are covered in blisters. Well, with all due respect, I moisturize daily, so it's kind of hard for my skin to be anything other than soft and luxurious. (LoL, humble I am not). But still, my one blister is SUCH an accomplishment. And my heat tolerance has gone up by a lot. I can pick up really hot objects and hold them for at least 7 seconds before I have to drop them and scream from the searing pain.

I know. Skill.

6/17/2008 6:13:58 PM
apparently,
if I have a vagina, but I don't spread it around - I'm a tease.

Okay.

I'd rather be that than a slut.

6/2/2008 10:35:29 PM
if I didn't reply... that means for whatever reason, I'm not interested.
Please don't pester me as to why.

However, also keep in mind that sometimes I check my email, and if you don't immediately catch my eyes, I'll just read it and make a mental note to reply later.

Bottom line, if you keep emailing me, and checking to see the status of your message, it'll give me a desperate vibe from you, and I'll block you. That tells me you're needy, and needy guys are annoying.

5/9/2008 6:14:56 PM
New rule:
No picture, No Reply.

Basically, i don't care if you lead a high profile life and have to be professional and not have a picture up.
When people say that, it's a slap across the face saying that I'm not professional.

I have family that would kill me if they saw me on here. And you think every time I see someone is from my neck of the woods, I'm not worried about whether or not it's my teacher or something?

Bottom line, if I have the balls to put my pictures up, then so should you.
I will block you if you don't have a picture.

Fin.

5/7/2008 12:51:53 AM
Sooo....
I have a new picture up.
I think it's number 4?
Either way, it's the one where I'm sort of sticking my tongue out.
The pictures where my hair is shorter are the most recent.
I just finished doing yoga.
My muscles feel like goop.
But a good kind.
The post-sex kind of goop.
Don't play dumb - you KNOW what I'm talking about. hahaha.

Today I had my first catering thing. It was pretty cool. We made Greek food for a cover of about 30 people. I know that might not seem like  alot. But I'm used to only cooking for about 6 - 10. So it was a big deal for me. I had alot of fun, so I really want to talk to some of the exec.s at my school to see if there are any volunteer projects opening up. I don't really have the time for a full on JOB right now, nor do I need one as far as money goes. But I DO need the experience, and then networking too. And besides, IT'S SO MUCH FUN!!!!!

Anyway, now I'm just procrastinating going to sleep. Good Night Everyone!!!

5/5/2008 9:58:15 PM
Here's a thought :

Stop lurking.
I know you're looking at my page.
You're on my "admirers" page.
I can SEE that you've viewed my profile 50 times today.
You must have my profile memorized by now.
Just SPEAK UP!
Quit lurking and perving ... and whatever you crazy people call it these days.
TALK
or Stalk Someone Else.

please and thank you.

5/4/2008 1:44:34 AM
I went to Berkley today with my best friend. She and I had fun, like we always do. We were supposed to go to Santa Rosa to meet this guy that I've been talking to. But the bus round trip is $56, and I'm not willing to spend that much on someone I've never even met. If we knew each other better it'd be another thing entirely, but for just meeting, i don't even know if he's worth it. So we didn't go. But then he started IMing me saying how next weekend I should go... Next weekend is Mother's Day. My sister is coming into town on Friday ALL the way from Florida. That means next weekend is family time only, so I tried to explain that. So he's like "so come on Saturday" and I said that I needed to spend time with my sister. I haven't seen her in MONTHS. So he says "Bring her along." My friend starts reading over my shoulder like "Omigosh, what a dumbass!" I just trying to explain to him why next weekend won't work, and he kept pushing. So finally I just told him to stop pushing, it's not going to happen, and I told him he was really creeping me out. Then I signed off. I haven't heard from him since, which is understandable. ... At the same time though, I told him when we first started talking that I wasn't looking for a commuter relationship. I'm not about to "be with someone" who I have to bus 2 hours to see. He knows I live in SF. If he didn't think that was a problem when we first started talking, and now he's changing his story trying to make me go to him. It seems like he's power tripping and playing games. Not only that, but when I said I was bringing a friend, he got all suspicious. I told him it was just because I didn't know him and I wanted to make sure he wasn't a PSYCHO. Then he insisted that when I got there, we walk to his house and hang out there, which is a bit much for someone I'm just meeting. And then he got all crazy about meeting me right away, and us dating, and him meeting my family. And I'm just like "Whoooooaaaa there, Tiger". It's guys like THAT that make me terrified of meeting men. It's just so fishy. With all these negative experiences with guys, can you blame me for not trusting anyone on here? A girl's got to keep it tight, after all. 

3/23/2008 5:38:48 PM
I went to the anarchist book festival on Saturday. I saw a guy with herpes, it was pretty gross. I also saw a woman with armpit hair. That, too, was kind of icky. The place itself smelled like armpit, garbage, and dirty genitals. Always fun.... >.<; That's about it. My weekend was... hilarious, as always. I'm ducking out of the dating scene for a while. Things in my life have been pretty bad lately, so I feel like, once again, I need to focus on me and realize where I want to be and how to get there. Sorry for wasting your time, but you'd be better off moving right along.

3/17/2008 11:22:00 PM
It says on my profile that I'm straight. But I've been thinking. I know for a fact that I am curious. Hmm... I would just need to take it SLOW. But it seems like alot of girls would be okay with that, because whatever I do, I'm not just trying to get laid. I want a RELATIONSHIP. C'os when I'm with someone, I fall. Hard and Fast. But I give them their freedom, because I know how important it is to have your own life. I guess I'd be looking for someone to be with, as a companion. I'm not a dog, but I do have the loyalty of one.

3/11/2008 1:39:22 AM
I think it says something about this site or the community in general. That pretty much all the really *HOT* women on here are bots or porn freaks. No wonder I get so many people on here telling me I'm fake.
And, *ahem*, no I'm not.

7/26/2007 2:57:40 PM

Okay. for some strange reason, I can't create new blogs. So I'm just going to edit this one hear c'os it never said anything useful anyways. All it said was "new pictures, if you like them - great, if not - go shoot yourself"... or something to that effect. anyways.

Anyways, I've been meeting some chill people on here,

but of course there are always going to be those few butt-heads that try to make me feel bad by laying on the guilt trip or just plain insulting me. Calling me a "scared little brat" for example, because I didn't want to get involved with a man old enough to be my father.

But I admit I have a few things I need to explain.

For the last year and a half, I'd been in this relationship with a guy named James. We met senior year of high school, and he really helped me to unleash my inner self. There had been this whole other side of me that I had shunned because i knew my mother would never approve. But James made me less afraid of my sexuality, and through that I gained this whole new confidence, whereas before I dressed like a guy with unflattering layers, I basically hid behind my clothes. But after James, I started wearing make-up, doing my hair, wearing perfume, wearing dresses and mini skirts. ... all that great stuff. He is also who got me into this "lifestyle".
The hair pulling, talking down to me, growling, biting. Sometimes forced, though in the end I always ended up wanting more. And while I can honestly say that I had been in love before, I knew this was different. I dreamt about him almost every night, and I have never in my life dreamt about anyone I knew in real life, so that was big for me. My first and last thoughts each day were "James".
And I gave him everything I had. I bought him food, clothes, gas for his car. I cleaned his house, cooked him food, bathed him, made sure he was satisfied, and concluded every day by asking "Have I made you happy today?" and he would say yes or no. and the next day, I would try harder.
I loved him and trusted him completely.

But he was a confused boy. And with the smallest swaying from a friend, he'd dismiss me. This happened every few months. Each time, I could physically feel a whip lashing across my skin. He played with my heart and mind as if it were a yo-yo, back and forth but always stringing me along. And I followed him blindly. Because I'm a stupid girl. But then, isn't that what this lifestyle is about? Stupid women in search of affection being led by the nose by confused boys. That's what I've gathered.

And now we reach the point of this journal entry.
Since I've moved to SF, and left him in Alameda, I've grown emotionally. However, know that the emotional wounds are still fresh and thus I cannot and will not be making any sort of commitments right now.

When you tell me I'm just a scared little girl, you have no idea. I flinch when guys get too close. I'm currently terrified of the male half of the species. Right now, I just need time to heal. And I'm asking for that here. Right now, my heart and soul cannot be controlled by or invested into anyone. And without those, I'm just a body. And if my body is all you're after, I'm sorry but you're wasting your time.

Solo puedo de ofrecer ...
All I can offer you,
is friendship.
Otherwise, the broken woman is worthless.


7/18/2007 11:15:39 PM
Bleh. This is like Hater-Ade On Nichole Day. WTF. Some guy asked me if I had yahoo or a web cam. I said no c'os I don't have either. It's the truth. but whatever. So then he sends me back a message like "too bad, yahoo zero dollars, web cam 30 dollars, proving your a guy posing as a girl priceless. I'll warn other about you, cheerios. happy jerking dude"... except in his email, everything was mispelled like the dumb shit he is. Whatever. I'm not on here to prove myself to anybody. I know I'm a female. I have been one my whole life. And while I admit that there was a cross-dressing phase I went through when I was 12 (acting all gangsta and calling myself Lil Reg, don't ask), I'm always going to be a female. So whatever. There's really nothing I can do short of screwing every guy that asks and pulling up birth certificates, to prove to you all what gender I am. And I'm not about to lift up my skirt just to prove to the idiots of the world that they are, in fact, idiots.
So here's the thing. Stop with all the HATE. C'os it's just wasting your time and mine. It's pointless. If you want to think that I'm a 60something year old guy jerking off to other old guys on my computer, that's your bag. I guess that idea will filter out all the morons that make it through the blocks I set up myself. I'm not trippin'. Peace.

7/18/2007 2:38:17 PM
LoLoL. Omigosh. Okay so this guy recently started emailing me hella much talkin' all sort of smack to me. Coming at me calling me "girl" and "little one" and you all KNOW how much that irks me out. So whatever. I was like "obviously we can't see eye to eye, we have no business talking to eachother, good luck in your search" and all that crap and I blocked him because I'm not on here to be talked to like that. Then he hella gets on ANOTHER account. Saying that when I have the right to block him, he'll inform me of that. Demanding me like "now take me off your block list YOU BRAINLESS BEAST"... Okay, well obviously I'm too stupid to unblock someone. SORRRRRRY!!!! :D!!!!! Hahahaha. Dudes, this should not be half as funny as it is. But I find it hilarious that he goes through all that trouble just to tell me that I'm beneath him and not worthy of him speaking to me. I mean, COME ON. Tell me that it's funny.

7/8/2007 2:38:51 PM
Some people have thought it fun to test my "i swear i'll delete my account" thing, but they did so after a friend talked me out of it. so I guess I'll be staying a little bit longer. I changed what it said, I'm not a "lying sack of shit" ... well, hehe, I'm not a sack of shit anyway...

LoL. So anyway. I start at cooking school in mid August. My stomach has the bad kind of butterflies, that sick queezy feeling like going down a big roller coster drop, only less. Still,  I feel like my stomach is strying to jump out of my throat.
My gosh, I am so terrified right now. I've been having trouble sleeping and when I do sleep, they're nightmares about cooking school and college dorms.
I finalized my dorm situation yesterday. I'll be in a single. No overnights allowed. I'm homesick already.
3 years ago, July 26th, I was 15. I left behind my home, my sister, my cousins, my dad, my friends, everything I had ever known in Miami, Fl, and moved across the country to live with my mother in Alameda, California. In that whole state, I knew two people : my mom, and a guy that lives in LA. I was so homesick, especially when I found myself all alone on my birthday. When school started, I made friends pretty quickly. I realize that while I physically grew up in Miami, I think I did the most "growing" and maturing in Alameda. Pretty soon, Alameda was more my home than Miami, although I love Miami dearly and visit often.
   Now, I'm making this biggest step of my life. And I'll be doing it alone. I'll be living all alone in a dorm in the strange city of San Francisco. With the exception of going to the SFO Airport to fly to Miami, I've been to San Francisco maybe... 5 or 6 times. I know nothing about it. I'll be in a strange city. I'll have class, for the first time ever, on my birthday, and I'll probably be all alone. I know this is a huge deal. Tuition is $46,951.00 . I can't really turn back now. I know that I CAN do this. It is physically possible for me to get my butt to school, to apply myself, and to make something of myself. But I keep hearing them toss around the word "passion". "is this your passion?" "don't do this unless it's your passion!" ... My passion is literature. Reading and Writing. I would go nuts without them. But I figure, people will always need food. It's a practical job. I can be a chef, then a few years down the line I can start my own bakery and it'd be great, and in my spare time I can still read and I can still write.

I guess it's just... the Future. I heard a line from a movie once, this guy said "you know I've been hearing alot about this 'future' and I gotta tell ya, every day I wake up and it's still the present. I don't think 'futute thing' really exists." I think it was from the move Titan A.E. I love that movie. But yeah, I keep hearing about the future, but I never actually thought it would really come. And now that it's here. It's either do or die time. I am just so stressed out. Head aches, blurry vision difficulty sleeping, difficulty breathing. Either I'm anemic, or very stressed out. And since I'm not into needles, I'm just going to go with stress and hope that I'm right.

On another note. As of July 1st, my boyfriend of 1 and a half years and myself decided to end it.... but then this morning he woke me up with text messages calling me "pretty lady" and telling me that he misses me. bah.... men...grrr....

and another-nother note....lolol. I got my braces off. wooooot. -happy dance-.
yeah... that's it for my obnoxiously long rant...

5/30/2007 4:06:28 PM

Hello everybody!
Welcome to my page!
Okay, so I decided that I wanted to write here what I am looking for.
and I kinda just want to see if it exists.
Show of hands, who hear has read "Gloom Cookie" ? LoL... Anyway...
My ideal Dom needs to be sexy, tall, and strong. I'm looking for the masculine manly-man. Someone who understands the line between what I want and rape. I want him to take control of me, mind, body, and soul.
Thing the stereotypical vampire, a seducer. And in return, I'll be his perfect little kitten.
Maybe I'm just a romantic looking for a fairytale that doesn't exist. ... But on the highly unlikely chance that he's out there, I'm going to keep looking.


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Jayed
 
 Age: 30
 Peekskill, New York