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I saw my profile was way outta date, so I've decided to update it:
Me:
- 32 years old, 5'8", 185ish pound white cisgendered pansexual male
- Medical issues: Type 1 Diabetic (with a couple Diabetes-related issues), extreme Clinical Depression, ADHD, occasional minor OCD. (Totally med compliant/attending regular mental therapy appointments. I -HATE- going off my meds.) (Currently I also have a bum shoulder/arm, but am in physical rehab for it.) (Couple other things too, but those I'll explain once I know a person better.)
- Sometimes dark/twisted sense of humor, commentary, and opinions
- Confidence & Self-Esteem issues
- technically Disabled
- Pretty introverted (unless I know you enough to relax OR... weed is involved)
- 4:20 all the way
- Cig Smoker (non-menthol)
- Doesn't drink alcohol (stomach issues)
- Father of 3 loving cats
- sometimes/occasional Outlaw Professional Wrestler (This will -NEVER- change. Don't expect it to.)
- Dom/Top
- Monogamous (at least for now. Not concrete/might change with time depending upon factors.)
Main wants:
- Preferably something that will hopefully lead to marriage/LTR
- love, sex, romance, and companionship (not necessarily in that order)?
- bottom/submissive
I, like some, have familial issues that might limit my "openly dating" scope. ((I love my dad, and don't want to be disowned by that side of my family... but he's a hardcore Bible thumping Christian Republican White Supremacist. I don't agree with him in the slightest, but I still love him.)) If being open about a relationship with me to most, but having to keep it silent from others bothers you, might as well move on.
What I'm looking/hoping for:
- Women
- Attractive and/or passable M2F Transgenders
- White Men (long head of hair with no body hair/facial hair, fit. Basically, a twink)
What I'm NOT looking for:
- Black males
- F2M Transgenders
- Bears
- Anyone above double my body weight (370lbs.)
- Anyone who can't legally buy cigs or is over 35
- Scientologists
- extremely low intelligence
- One night stands
- Vegans/Vegetarians who can't deal with their partner eating meat
- People using Heroin
- People who don't like cats
Kinks:
Ok, this is the grey area. I've floated around people in the lifestyle for at least 5 years semi-actively, and been into the stuff I've seen online for longer (obviously). HOWEVER, due to having been single and alone longer than I've been into kinky stuff, I've had absolutely ZERO practice with a lot of kinks. So I'm very much wanting to learn and try stuff out, see what I like and what I don't. At the moment, I'm beyond extremely interested in bondage, light-to-medium torture, and TPE ((ESPECIALLY the psychology behind TPE)).
Turn ons:
- Sex (obviously)
- Oral (giving and receiving)
- Anal (giving)
- Salad Tossin' (giving)
- Cute feet (What the hell!)
- Taking photos/videos of varying erotic quality
- Mental Health Issues (That way I know they're as crazy as I am.)
Turn offs:
- Vomit
- Scat
- Period Play
- hirsute
- burping/farting
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I'll be totally honest: I'm a definite fixer-upper, but I have potential. 200% money back guarantee that I won't cheat on anyone ever.
I'll probably add to this, or modify it as things come to mind or to my attention.
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Leave a message if you think there's a possibility between you and I. Also, this is gonna sound totally the reverse than most on here, but if you do message me, "Sir", "Master", or really any other title isn't needed. I'm no one's Dom, Master, Owner, whathaveyou yet, so I don't expect to be addressed as such.
NOTE: Beware. Pic #5 is nude. I will not be held responsible for monitor destruction. Pic #10 is also nude, but it's SFW. #12 is also nude, and is NSFW.
Congratulations if you've read this far. You win a cookie!
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Anyone notice you can't try to hunt for switch trans persons? Do they even exist? |
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Heh, haven't used this site since the name changed. How about that shit.
Anyways, on here again. Why? Not totally sure... but hey, what the hell, might as well see if it can lead anywhere. ((I doubt it.)) |
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So... a lot has happened since my last post:
-Grandma died.
-Had a damn good match or two.
-Moved into my garage... plan on being out there permanently by summer.
-Kinda talking to a girl/sub. Hope it goes somewheres good.
That's all for now. Somebody get me some Tylenol. >_< |
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Reason #228 of WHY to own a slave:
- For those times when you need to pop a joint or need back massage/work/therapy/walked on for comfort, they can be your hands, arms, and leverage for places you can't reach. |
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Also... dunno why the text spacing in the last journal entry is shit, it just is, and I have to leave it that way. |
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So, the new year's here, and everything is fuckin' gold.
My company has an official launch date.
- - With full roster
- - Full management
- - Connections to outside 3rd party independent contractors that can be gotten at a price that is justified based on the customer base.
Money looks like an investment made over Christmas will pay off HUGELY before I need it to. This is good too. I'm set up on a weird date-like thing with a chick Friday. So that's cool as well.
So yeah. The biggest thing in my life right now is that my company is gonna launch at full power, so that'll be AWESOME. Now just the rest of the year for dreams to come true, prosperity to reign supreme, and me to be one happy motherfucker by 1/1/12.
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Ok, well I now live in a really nice 2 story house. (So yay for getting out of the trailer park... even if it is still down the street.)
LIfe is... odd at the moment. It's kinda dull, boring, and slow (especially now that the move is done). Also, I've been going to a therapist, and I'm on a new mix of meds, especially seeing as the one I was on for the last 5 years shouldn't have worked in the first place and was barely being less than adequate. So now it's Prozac, Seroquel, and Adderall.
And I have discovered Adderall is a wonder-drug. @_@
The only thing the meds don't help with is lonliness and self confidence. But oh well, those are things I'm just gonna have to work on.
Still... would love to meet someone... have someone... hold someone... you know, the usual sappy "I want romance and sex and maybe some kink" type deal. |
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I know I'm not on here much, and there's a pretty good reason:
My libido has kinda taken a hike due to work. And with that, it seems almost everyone within a good 50 mile radius of me is only looking for women.
So, long story short.... meh. Short story longer.... buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh.
So.... yeah, if interested, leave a message. I'm just too tired of hunting and my mind is elsewhere... |
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Random little pet peeve comment:
If you know someone is flirting with your friend, and they're visibly interested in them, how about not being a cunt, and tell them the person they're gettin' hot for is ENGAGED and just isn't wearing her ring. >_<
*feels like such a toolbox today* |
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Ok.... had a new issue lately. Ok, more of a non-issue.
Please, people, get pictures for your profiles.
If I'm on here looking for the person to dom and love for any extended period of time, I want to at least know what they look like.
I guess, even though I get an average of.... uh... 1 message per six weeks, I'm not gonna reply to a message from a profile with no pics. ((Too many fakes, too many trolls.))
I think everyone else on here can agree with me on that, right? |
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Welp.... um... Thursday. *thinks* ... yeah. Nothing.
Going to Fallout. Anyone near Richmond, VA, COME JOIN UP!!!
GRINDER NIGHT!!! >_
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BLARGHamablarghle.
That's really the only thing I have to say at the moment. Singledom sucks, wrestling again is fun, being semi-broke sucks, having two computers is cool.
That's about the long and the short of it. |
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In case anyone from Richmond/surrounding areas ever tries to find me, or meet me in person, but too weird/weirded out by saying something on here, I'm very easilly approachable at Fallout down in Shockoe Bottom on the occasional Friday night (I always have my glasses on, and my piercings in, and am almost always alone, with a cup of Diet Coke. I'm easy to spot.)
Also, major shameless plug, in case there's doubt to the legitimacy of me saying I'm a pro wrestler, well, Saturdays are hard to locate me, but on Sundays, by 2pm, I am at The Gayle Kidd Memorial Arena located @ 25315 Ferndale Rd., Petersburg, Va. 23803 (Yes it's also a horse farm, and yes, it's right beside a Chruch... though no one from either the wrestling promotion or the church comingle together). |
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So, I'm back to my 2008 schedule of being on the road during the weekends and only sitting around at home doing nothing (except the occasional bit of work) during the week.
So at least I got that going for me.
Not having someone around to apply pain creams and give rubdowns to aching/hurt body parts, however, remains an issue.
Oh well. |
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Ok, so I'm up to around 170 pounds with legit pecs and biceps. I'm probably more buff (just not as cut and ripped) than I've ever been in my entire life.
The flaw?
Still not finding Ms. Right. Hell, I can't even find a Ms. Right Now.
I am figuring out, however, that it's not so much a full time slave I'm looking for, but more like a full time pet. Y'know, they do what you say, love the attention, like getting rewarded and told good things about themselves for doing right, but then they go off and do their own thing... like a cat or a dog or something. (Luckilly, this may be one of the few places in the world I can say that, and people will not be offended because they get what I'm saying.)
Only problem?
Yep, unless the ASPCA is finally adopting out human adults, I can't find a pet to save my life. X_X
Granted, I hang on this site a bit, and go to a club where I could (concievably) find one, fact is, my luck is nil. (That and the club won't work because every female there is taken or a lesbian. And that's not me being attitudinal, it's a basic fact... I'll provide paperwork to prove this later if need be.)
Oh well, sooner or later luck will strike.
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That or maybe I should put up newer pics. (Specifically ones where I'm not an emaciated 140-150lbs.) |
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Just thought about this..
I hate competing with others. Unless it's fictional competition (see: employment status), I despise it.
The explaining of this is pretty simple: I have low self esteem, and to think I have to compete with others for things makes me feel like dirt because I automatically decide I know I'm gonna lose, even if I put all the effort into being better than my "competition".
So, basically, there's the reason I'm not into anything more than 2 people having sex (me and my partner), cuckolding, and sexual competition.
*- Side note to this is that I know everyone has a past, and I'm cool with that. Same with having friends who are a different sex (I get along better with women, and I know women who get along better with men, so it's no big deal). Only thing I'm not cool with is being compared to previous exes in the bedroom department. This isn't to say I'm not willing to take direction to get someone off... lord knows, that's the total opposite of me. But If I hear something about whoever I'm with's ex being bigger/better/badder/etc. than me, I will more than likely leave the room, then, if some sort of communication doesn't happen, it'll be time for her to pack her shit the next day. There's a certain comfort level I go for. |
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Why is the woman in the ad on the side of this page beating up another woman while wearing a red-painted El Generico mask?
I mean, I get the beating up part, this -IS- a BDSM dating site after all...
... but WHY paint an El Generico mask? WHY!?!?!? |
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Valentine's Day is Sunday, and I'm ignoring that for the fact it's Daytona 500 day. Granted I love Nascar, but the main reason is my lonliness depresses me, and if there's one day in the year that is built to remind you how lonely you are, it's Valentine's day. |
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Random thoughts #2:
- If your name includes the word "Dolcett", and you're female, you can be pretty sure I'm checking your profile out at the minimum. Why? Um, because if you know what Dolcett is/means, you can just guess. If you're just using the term for random reasons... I ask simply: "Why?" Learn to bathe in BBQ sauce. Or ketchup. Or ranch. Mmmm... raaaaaaaaanch.
- So, since the first of the year, I've been getting a lot more done, and life is picking up momentum. However, just not out of the hole yet. BUT, March should hopefully be a good point in the turnaround, working my way back up in life.
- After messing around some, I think I'm not into transsexuals as much as I thought. It's nothing against them, do not get me wrong, and I'm continuing my work with both the Trans-sex site and am starting to be more supportive in the TS/TG/CD community. It's just that... well, in total honesty: I miss vagina. Vulgar as I'm being, that's the long and the short of it, I miss even putting forth the effort to get vagina.
- ADHD fetishist? Maybe. I can't quite figure it out to fully describe myself. I have multiple fetishes (D/s, Pregnant girls, Watersports, bondage, etc.), and I'll focus on one for a period of time, then my brain just switches, and I go pay attention to something else. It just raises the question of if I'm the only one who has this problem?
- I did start to notice a direct correllation between Diabetics and D/s relationships. So far I haven't actually taken to compiling and saving data, but it -SEEMS- Diabetics (Type 1 Insulin-dependant Juvenile Diabetes) seem to be more submissive, and become submissives, as opposed to being Dominant, or becoming Doms. This isn't always the case, but it is interesting to note. As a type 1, it just fascinates the dogfuck outta me. Insulin injections = collars? Maybe not, but it's curious to notice. |
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Random thought:
I don't have a problem with lesbians. Hell, I love 'em. No urge to change them or anything. ((Ok, except maybe the attitudes of militant anti-male dykes... straightophobes would be the best term.))
But if I had a problem with lesbians, I think I've figured out what my problem would be:
They have more pussy to play with than I do. :P |
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Christmas is here.... and, quite frankly, I really don't care that much. It's not that I don't celebrate it or anything, it's that it's kinda underwhelming when you're alone, and there really isn't anyone there to celebrate it with.
I hate for this to be a downer, but hey, fact is fact. I'd love to toss some logs in the fireplace, snuggle up with my signifigant other (wife/gf/sub/slave/whathaveyou) in front of the fire, room only lit by the fire, and enjoy the closeness and tenderness that is the holidays.
Oh well, maybe next year. :P |
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I'm noticing I seem to be, at the age of 26, too old for younger subs, and too young to be a "Daddy"-type dom.
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Damnit. |
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Ok... random thoughts and questions:
- Yay! I should have my ring soon. Now if the fucker would call me back.
- Y'know, being bisexual (fem pref.), I'm cool with lesbianism and whatnot, but goddamn, can you militant ones be somewhat less, I dunno, militant? I mean, jesus christ, y'all act like numbnuts Christians, just about your sexual preference instead of the bible.
- Speaking of which, why is Bi-sexual a bad thing? I've now had a large number of people (especially submissives) just automatically shoot me down not based on my personality or looks (which either of those options, I could deal with), but just because I like both sexes. Y'know, this is... I dunno... ignorant and retarded? Nowheres does it say a person is any less dominating just because they like both female AND male genitalia.
- How does Nick Hogan still have a driver's liscense?
- Why do /b/tards and SomethingAwful goons have to act the way they act? Seriously, I mean, I can understand how pissing people off can be entertaining, but I've now met a handful of people who live for no other reason (by their own admittance) JUST to piss people off. How is that a life, or at least a productive one?
- I need another external Hard Drive.
- My career as a pornographic photographer/videographer seems like it's about to take off. Finally, something I'm doing is gonna work! @_@
- ... the sad note to that last bullet point is that if it does indeed take off, half of my family will disown me. *thinks* ...... welp. Open your minds, jackasses!
Ok, I think I've ranted enough for right now.
Take care kids. |
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I guess, a bit of a history trip is needed before reading this entry. So, the required reading is:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Diaochan
Ok, outside of the treachery and whatnot, there's a reason I post this.
See, to me, to call someone "My Diaochan" is the most ultimate compliment I can give. And it's not one I give out to anyone. In fact, only one person ever has recieved the title of "My Diaochan", and that was my original pet, the one who got me into the whole D/s lifestyle. To me, and to her, it meant "the greatest of all beauties, with no possible challenge from anyone. A woman who, despite who is sub and who is dom, has my heart, my love, my care, and my devotion." When she hadn't misbehaved, she would be introduced to people as "My Diaochan", or I'd call her that when she pleased me beyond the normal levels we lived by. To her, it was like winning the lottery or something.
Why do I bring this up? Well, other than the fact it came up in chat (on CollarMe.com's IRC chat), it's more of a reminder of what I am looking for. I mean, I know pets, slaves, subs, etc. have certain titles and whatnot, but I just want one that I can have, that will treasure every time I call her by that name. One who understands that the title is earned, and not just given, thus why it's so important.
Just felt the urge to add that. I might post other things at other dates.
But for now, back to looking for my Diaochan. |
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| Age: 29 |
| Clearwater,
Florida |
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