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SAME NAME ON ALL THE SITES. I rarely check this one anymore. Find me on FL if you really want to get in touch with me.
Primary photo taken 11/09
Other new photos also added. Tattoo pic is the last one.. it is a kanji symbol on the back of my neck that means "Crazy/Insane". Don't say you weren't properly warned. lol
Men: Alpha males only...no submissive or switch men.Riding my sportbikes is one of the biggest turn ons I have ever had in my life. I don't ride bitch. Ever.
After this past two years of riding .. I know I don't want a passenger. Riding is a solo sport for me.. so get your own and let's go!
Are you worth a crumb or the whole cake?
I am worth the whole damn bakery!
If you don't value yourself and you don't have very high standards, then please keep moving.
AV stands for Antelope Valley..as in Lancaster.. I am in LA several times a week.
In the great scheme of things I am seeking a life partner who is an Alpha Male.
I am an an Alpha Female. Make no doubt about it. That doesn't mean I have to deny my softer side and seek the One I can share that with. Where is that one I feel safe enough with to let that side of me show.
I enjoy a man with a strong Daddy as well as primal side to him. Someone with a commanding presence and above all...honorable. Think "War Chief"
I am a Modern Primitive Woman looking for my Modern Primitive Man.
Oh screw the flowery words and BS.. where is that man who isn't an undercover bitch?
Do you got your life in check and have more than a 'plan'?
Are you getting it done? Handling business?
Can you handle a handfull?
Think of this as a opening for a very specific technical job. Oh you might be able to BS your way into the position.. but it won't take long for you to get sh** canned when they realize you have NO CLUE what you are doing!
If you are chuckling at the end of all of this..thinking "damn this chick is hell on wheels..I like it!" You just might be the one.
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Wow, it sure has been a while since I posted a blog here. Life is moving forward with it's normal ups and downs. Now I have 2 sportbikes...but can't seem to find that one person. I spend too much time on the road to really give someone a chance. 40,000 miles (on the Ninja) in 1 year, 5 months and 15 days... yeah.. I ride. Going to Havasu next weekend and then to Phoenix and San Diego.. all in a matter of four days. Two weeks after that I am heading to Vegas for the weekend.
I know that it will happen in due time. I think it will come to be just like the last time...sorta fall into my lap. Until then I keep myself entertained with a time filler. I laugh and tell him he is the longest non-relationship I have ever had. 2 years later and we got this thing down to a science.. a text goes out saying "Kids?"... he replies "no" I respond "9pm" he says "cool". No BS ..no flowery words.. no emotional connection... it is a base need I will not go without. Till the right one comes along.. he will do.
I do long to have more of a connection though. There is something missing when it is just a physical act. I will admit to missing some very intense primal play...lol. There is something about releasing that inner beast..especially when it is matched by the energy of your partner... it doesn't get any better..lol. I think it is going to come from someone not in the lifestyle per se. Too often those who are novice to intermediate players are scared of that side of themselves. Or they have SSC so drilled into their heads that they filter their beast to the point of blandness.
It is that raw.. unbridled.. intense.. out of control animalist passion and need for satisfaction that I crave. The need to be slammed up against a wall...thrown to the floor and a few good blows landed for good measure is overwhelming sometimes. When that need hits me hard.. even passionate sex doesn't cut it. So, I turn to my bike and hit the canyons at breakneck speeds.. just to feel something close to that rush. It is like methadone instead of a shot of heroin. |
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As the winter chill sets in, it matches my heart.
Then in that chill a desire for warmth arrives, both for my body and my heart.
The death in autumn needs the winter to have that time to regress into the spiritual self to heal. In the spring a slow tentative rebirth will lead to an explosion of life and love in the summer.
A false spring may bring buds out too soon and a late frost may do more damage to the unprotected heart. I will have to be guarded and not too quick to give away that special part of me.
Let the one who wishes to see my love in full bloom put in the time and effort in my garden. I am well worth it.
A cup of water and a sprinkle of manure (BS) is not going to be enough. What I have to offer is rare, beautiful and unlike anything else in this world.
I have beauty as well as thorns. The thorns are there for a reason and they are a part of my beauty.
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Save me
by WildnWicked
The Savior of the Damned once found me
Beaten, broken, shattered to the core
Recreated to be the angel of his needs
Lover, companion and sequestered whore
Now I run.. run from the unbearable silence
Have to outrun the memories and pain
Trip and fall, too tired to keep running
In the darkness I still scream out his name
Hollow echoes reverberate through my heart
Haunting sounds of the demons that stay behind
Lingering feelings of an amputated love
Phantom emotions that are only in my mind
Spontaneous actions designed only to fail
Tear scabs off the festering wounds in my soul
Infection poisons any potential to heal
Sabotaging each chance to become whole
Angel of Mercy descend upon me
Find me running through the night
Save my soul from this eternal torment
Bring me from the darkness into the light
Show me the path out of this anguish
Cover my wounds in your healing embrace
Set me free from this pain and suffering
Take me away from this lonely place
Return me to a place of peace and serenity
Lift my face towards the heavenly sun
Basking in the warmth of love and happiness
I will know that this war has been truly won |
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I'm back on the bike and riding... just riding. I don't know where I am riding to. I just keep going until I know that I only have enough energy to make it home.
It keeps me from thinking.
It keeps me from feeling.
Then when I get home I am too tired to feel or think.
Well.. too tired to think.. I feel.. yes.. I feel.
It hit me yesterday that it took me over four years to get over the relationship with my daughters' dad. That is how long I stayed single. Oh I dated here and there. I had feelings for others along the way. But, I wouldn't show it and I wouldn't hang out with anyone for very long.. more often than not I was alone.
What I realized was that it is going to take me a long time to move forward from the relationship that recently ended. I fought it and wanted to have it all done and over with so quickly in my head and heart. What I wound up doing was pushing my true feelings down and denying that they were even there.
This song is one of my favorites...
Talking To My Angel
Don't be afraid...Close your eyes
Lay it all down...Don't you cry
Can't you see I'm going
where I can see the sun rise
I've been talking to my angel
and he said that it's alright
I've always had to run...I don't know just why
Desire slowly smoking under the midwest sky
There's something waiting out there
that says I've got to try
I've been talking to my angel
and he said that it's alright
This town thinks I'm crazy...
They just think I'm strange
Sometimes they want to own me...
Sometimes they wish I'd change
But I can feel the thunder underneath my feet
I sold my soul for freedom...
It's lonely but it's sweet
Don't be afraid...Close your eyes
Lay it all down...Don't you cry
Can't you see I'm going
where I can see the sun rise
I've been talking to my angel
and he said that it's alright
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Got back from my visit to Atlanta... the experience was intense for many reasons. More than anything it reopened alot of old wounds that I thought I had taken care of. Now I realize all I did was push them down and tried to ignore them.
For the sake of my healing and the ability to move forward...I have to give it time and be sure that I have truly let go.
I don't want to carry all of this into the next relationship. It isn't fair to me or that person.
I am slowly coming to the realization that what I had in the past was not what I believed it to be. It does take someone hitting me in the head with a bat to get me to see things straight sometimes. I have to see clearly what was real and what was the fantasy that I built it all up to be.
How I felt then and now is real. I know that.
I am still impacted by the things that took place over seven years. I am a changed person because of it all.. some good.. some not so good.
What love is to me is not what it is to the next person. What respect and honor is to me..is again..different to the next person. How I show those things in my life is at a different level than others.
So when the words or actions of another hurts me, it isn't always about their lack of respect or honor...it just isn't at the same level as the standards I have set for myself.
The one thing I remember is being told that people don't love the same way I do. Not everyone is consumed by their emotions. Not everyone lives and breathes for the emotional connection. Not everyone dives in headfirst and gives everything they are and sees the sun rise and set in the eyes of the person they are in love with.
Not everyone swims out farther and farther from the shore..using every ounce of their energy swimming away from safety... not thinking of saving some of that energy for the long swim back.
Now... I am still treading water in the middle of a cold empty ocean.. it is sink or swim. It is a journey back to shore I have to take alone.
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Have you ever just met someone or seen their profile pics (that are NOT model pictures) and your jaw drops and you say HOLY JESUS FUCKING SHIT MY CHRIST!
Well.. have you??
Cause I have.
Then I get to talking to them and one of a few things happen..
1. They are as dumb as a box of rocks.
2. They are in a relationship.
3. Date models, actresses, etc.
Those three are instant deal breakers for me. I don't even mind if someone is an a**hole to some degree. All the guys I have ever been in a relationship with have been total a**holes to most people. I think that is what attracted me to them! haha!
hmm.. ding dong.. maybe that is my problem..lol. I don't do "nice" guys. Cause they wind up coming across as a pussy to me. There is a line though.. one can be a caring a**hole.. then there is just a total a**hole.
Geez.. does this make sense at all?? lol
I can be an a**hole to people. This I know. I care very deeply and would do anything to help out a friend and would give everything to be there for a life partner. On the flip side.. I can be cold, abrasive and say things that feel like a baseball bat has been smashed into your face when I am through with you.
Where am I going with this?? Hell if I know. lol |
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....keep reaching..
someday you might be able to touch it..
But not for long, you will be too busy fighting down you demons to keep your arms reaching up too long.
..keep fighting
Someday you might be free...
But how many will you take out in the process?
All the love in the world won't exorcise those demons inside of you. They feed off of that love and then turn it against you. They drain the source until it has no more to give. It is never going to be enough for you to ease the madness in your mind.
The echos of anguish and pain that go through your mind are heard in the screams of those you touch. You do for them all the things you secretly wish you could have done for you.
While you suffer... you try and set others free. But the freedom is false. It is to endear them to you so that they can continue to feed your demons.
Woe to the ones who do love and have no ability to preserve a minute piece of their own soul. It is a long way back from hell...especially when the road going there felt like heaven. |
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Lavender Roses have had a captivating allure throughout their long history. It is the longer stemmed variation that has become the most popular for floral arrangements, and which often carries the most symbolic significance.
As with other roses, lavender roses have their own special meanings which have evolved over the years of their existence. The lavender rose is often a sign of enchantment and love at first sight. Those who have been enraptured by feelings of love and adoration have used lavender roses to express their romantic feelings and intentions. The color purple also has a traditional association with royalty. In this regard, shades of lavender roses can suggest an air of regal majesty and splendor.
Lavender roses also share some of the symbolism of the fabled blue rose. Because blue roses do not occur naturally, they have come to represent the mysterious and unattainable. The goal of discovering the first blue rose has ignited many imaginations. While the quest for truly blue roses continues, many of the meanings associated with them have become tied to its nearest existing relative, the lavender rose. Thus, lavender roses can also represent wonder and impossibility, with a sense of the magical.
As a way to express our most sincere love and appreciation, the appeal of the lavender rose is undeniable. They can be the perfect choice for those wishing to make an impact with a unique and extraordinary flower. With the wealth of symbolism that they possess, they can also be used to convey any number of deeply meaningful messages. Throughout the history of roses, the lavender rose has stood out as one of the most remarkable and engaging varieties available. |
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This is ONLINE folks.
But then again, when that is where you connect the most.. it is what becomes most important to you.
I remember those days.
Glad I have grown out of them.
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I put an ad in for a roommate. If you ever wanted to know my mindset..here it is:
This is the section where I get to say what I am looking for.. is actually kinda funny (if you know me..heh)
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1. Women, Conservatives, religious zealots, unemployed (even w/ income), drug users (including 420), couch potatoes, habitual heavy drinkers, reformed non-smokers, dudes with obsessive allergies or mentally unstable guys need NOT apply. Zero tolerance for drama at the house.
2. I prefer someone in the military or law enforcement. Not required but preference will be given to those in either profession.
3. I am gone often (professional and personal reasons).
4. If I wanted a female in my home, I would be ok with one as a roommate. We will negotiate an amicable plan for visitors.
5. Understand I work in a relatively high profile job in the field of HIV/AIDS (I am negative). I also live an alternative lifestyle.
Also....
Home is a place to run to, not run from. It is better that I clarify who I am and what I am looking for in my home right from the get go. I appreciate that you will have your own desires for a roommate situation as well. We can negotiate various details to suit our needs. Be mature enough to realize that this is a home, a sanctuary, a retreat from the world. In the end, I want to have a roommate and still be comfortable in my home. I want the person who lives with me to be comfortable too. Thanks
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Another thought...
or should I say question????
Why is it ok for a woman to say they are looking for black men only (white guys need not write)...but if a woman were to say white guys only (black men need not write) she would be labled a racist?
Do black men find it degrading to be turned into a fetish? Isn't it still objectification based exclusively on their race?
It can't be a preference..or can it? If you say it can be, then you have to concede that some women simply have a preference for white men and are not racist.
Me? heh.. I have had this thing for Latin men for a long time.. I do believe it is the dark eyes that really get to me. Oh there are many other reasons why, but the eyes get me every time. :) |
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This rant is at least not the same stupid "read my profile!" whining crap. Let me hip ya'll to something. This is NOT social skills central. If most of the people had the ability to interact socially on any long term level, they wouldn't be here. So, don't expect them to have any skills when they don't go into the real world and use them.
My mini-rant today is for the guys who write me that I actually DO write back to. I write back and say something simple like thanks for the email.. or go into more detail. I have tried several approaches. Well, for some reason.. the guy doesn't ever write back again.
Errrrr??? I haven't done or changed anything. They just don't write back. Not anything.
If you initiate conversation with someone and then you just stop.. wtf??
Ok.. perplexed here.
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Men don't have the corner on sending lewd and suggestive emails. *wink* I am known for sending a few myself.
Put a picture up of you looking hotter than hell or sexy as fuck... damn skippy I am going to say something about it.. like DAAAAYYUMMM!
Do something nasty in your pose... oh hell yeah I am going to say something nasty to you.
You get back from the universe what you put out. So, don't get your chonies in a twist. |
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Held onto a brand new (never worn) pair of size 9/10 jeans for the last four years. They got in my way all the time. I was going to get rid of them cause my ass was too big.
Put them on today... zipped them up.. HOLY SHIT! I didn't have to lay on the bed, jump around or do any tricks to get the zipper up either.. just ZIIIIIPPPP...and that was it.
100% pure cotton.. none of that blended stretchy shit either. HELL YEAH! |
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What a Daddy is to me...
Every woman has that inner child, the little girl that resides somewhere deep inside of her soul. For some that little girl is right there on the surface, ready to come out. For others, it isn't so easy to reach that part of her being. The little girl resides deep inside of her and is well guarded for a myriad of reasons.
Both types of women could have either had a healthy relationship with her father figure growing up or an unhealthy one (or in my case..none at all). I don't think that the fact that she guards her little girl (or not) now is any indicator of her past at all. The relationship with her father could have been so special that she chooses to keep it sacred. She will share that part only with someone who proves to be as worthy a recipient as her father, if she chooses to share it at all. Or she could be so desperate to find the approval of a man that she never received from a father figure that her little girl runs from man to man to find that type of connection. And then you can take both scenarios and combinations thereof and come up with the reasons why.
Side note: The connection that develops can become transference of past issues and the Daddy could become the one who pays for the transgressions of the father figure of the past. Just like you wouldn't let a plumber operate on your brain, Daddy isn't a therapist (unless he really is) and shouldn't be used to work out unresolved issues with the little girl's father figure. A responsible Daddy would know his limits and want to do what is right for his girl.
When I get into little girl mode, I am curious, adventurous and impulsive. I present a lot of the fears and ideologies a little girl has. I am overly sensitive and the approval or disappointment of my Daddy can bring me shear bliss or great pain. I look to him to teach me new things. Show me new places and keep me safe as I experience these new things with wide eyed wonder.
To me it is about removing adult logic and rational thinking and allowing myself to feel and think in the most innocent and naïve ways. Removing inhibition to run through the grass stomping around barefooted, not caring what the neighbors think. It is being secure enough to completely let down my guard and return to a time when I was safe enough or what my adult side says is stupid enough.. to believe that the world is a good place filled with good people. There are no bad people and nobody can hurt me because Daddy is there to protect me from them and my boogey men. But, how does Daddy know who my boogey men are?
It takes communication. He has to get to know every part of who I am and the trust has to be there. It can't happen overnight.
Daddy is the strong man who can do anything. He can fix my broken toys and make magic with his bare hands. He is my be all end all and while he is still human, he becomes my hero and can do no wrong in my eyes. He is the most beautiful man in the world and all I want is to see approval in his eyes, hear that I did well and he is proud of me. I want to work for his approval and be spoiled at the same time. I want to get my way while knowing that whatever I get I have earned. I want to hear and trust his apology if he messes up and be secure knowing that he is going to move heaven and earth to never make that same mistake again. I want to have complete trust and faith that my total well being is going to be on his mind at all times…even when that means I get told "no" when I want something. (pout as I may) I need him to be consistent in words and actions. Be dependable to do what he says he going to do and be ethical in his actions so that I can be proud of my Daddy just as he is proud of me. I am always watching him as he is the center of my world.
In my "big girl" mode (aka adult woman), I still rely on my Daddy for support, guidance and respect for my choices as a grown woman. I don't need "I told you so" when I make mistakes or have to face the consequences of my actions. I need my Daddy to be there and simply let me contend with the consequences and help me sort through the messes I am going to make. When I play with the ball of yarn long enough to get it totally tangled and all over the place, Daddy can come along, pluck it out of my hands, untangle it and then start rolling it back up. Once it is started, hand it back to me and let me finish. I have to learn and as much as Daddy might want to do it for me, I have to do as much as I can myself.
Even when I fall and really screw things up, he is proud of who I am inside and that I am still worth his love and attention. Should a Daddy use threats of abandonment as a form of correction with his girl? NEVER! Security within the relationship is of utmost importance. Hearing how he will leave if the girl doesn't "straighten up" is not conducive to this type of relationship. It terrifies the little girl but will totally enrage the grown woman. Talk about an internal conflict!
Heaven help the man who incites the wrath of a woman that trusted him enough to be so vulnerable. She will step forward as a strong grown woman ready to go to hell's end to protect that little girl inside of her. It can and probably will be a fight to the death of the relationship altogether.
A Daddy to me is very special and giving that part of me to someone is sacred. Right or wrong, I allowed her to come out. It took me about six years in the relationship to give that part of me to him. Many of the experiences I had were positive and healthy for me. It was an evolution of our relationship that became the primary dynamic. I don't believe he fully understood the weight of the responsibilities he took on by assuming that position in my life. I don't think I knew how dependent and easily influenced I would become when I went there with him. Once again it was the first time for both of us to experience this type of relationship. Mistakes were made on both sides. It was short lived but long enough for me to want more.
Daddy/girl dynamic is one I want in my life. Again, it will take time to develop with an individual that is worthy. I have been called 'baby girl' casually by another since then and it was hard for me. He didn't understand. It was just something to say for him and that isn't what it is for me. It is everything to me.
While there is some D/s appearing aspects to this type of relationship, in the dynamic I seek it is not about submission. It is the heart of my softer side. To mistake it for submission is probably the worst thing someone can do. Quickly they will find out exactly how wrong they are.
Lovers, significant others, play partners and more are all the various dynamics I may choose to have in my life. A Daddy is someone that is special above and beyond everything else. I thought I could only give it one time. There is so much more of the little girl in me to give someone. At the moment that part of me is safely tucked away. It is for my own good that I am protecting my little girl. When the time is right, she will emerge again and it will be beautiful. |
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Yes... you were right. Exactly what you said would happen.. is happening. Some bets I don't mind losing.
It was said to me that he hoped I didn't regret my decision years ago.
I didn't then and I still don't now.
I had things to do in life. I had things to accomplish and learn. I had to see things through to the end of the road I was already on. I didn't know how long that road would be, or if it would ever end. I was committed to it though...with everything I had.
The road changed and life has taken me in a new direction. I am happy with the person I am today so I don't regret any choices I made.
As for my future?
If things were meant to be they will be. Taking it day by day and seeing where life takes me.
I want to expand my horizons, see new things and live every day like tomorrow is never going to come.
My heart is happy...for me..for you..for all who have found some form of happiness and peace in their life. Make it count!
It is amazing though, my feelings aren't just for one person. So many variations of feelings one can have.
It feels good to be spoiled again. I miss having that in my life.
Back to getting ready and contemplating why the universe has decided to bring back these people into my life. |
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Oh yeah.. Women, stop lying about your weight. C'mon...seriously. If you can't be honest...don't list it at all.
It doesn't matter what you write in the box, the pictures and your dress size tells the truth. If you are a BBW.. saying you are 20lbs lighter than you really are only fools you.. not anyone else.
I am not tiny girl by any means. My weight is my REAL weight! 5'7, 170lbs and size 12 jeans... 37 - 30 - 43...and losing! Yeah.. I'm all ass n hips. Measurements are verifiable... hehe..have tape measure.. will travel!
I crack up on the chicks I know in real life and they put down they weigh less than me (or close to it) and I KNOW better!
Love the body you are in or make a change so that you can.
It is about the whole package anyways. Right now the package is saying you are a liar. Nothing shocking about that though..it goes FAR beyond lying about your weight.
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I mentioned in my last blog about being single. It is a double edged sword though.
The good part is having choices. The bad part is making those choices.
Dating is great. Dating Alpha men is difficult at best..lol. Alpha men don't want to share but they also don't want to commit.
Not that I am running to jump into another relationship. Oh hell no. Seven years in a relationship, I need my time to run free and get some things out of my system.
I am going to be selective this time around and only the one who rises to the top will be considered for a long term relationship.
In case you were wondering...Yes, I do have it like that. Every person does. You just have to believe in yourself. It doesn't matter if you are a Dominant or a submissive, you have to have healthy self-esteem and know you are a good person.
Here is the down side (yin/yang)...
It will seriously limit your pool of possible partners. Confidence and self-esteem can be intimidating to those who have none..and guess what??? Not alot of people have either attribute!
Don't settle! Keep on moving forward!
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What a weekend. Bondage Fest rocked.
I was able to see alot of people I haven't seen in a long time. It was great to be in San Diego again. I was able to reconnect and get alot of encouragement to move forward on a project I am putting together. :) Ladies (Butch or Femme)..get your gear together and polish up those Dehners!
And to top it all off.. I discovered how much I have grown when something said recently didn't set me off like it would have just a few weeks ago! I actually predicted it! Hahahaha!
I smiled and moved on. That is the thing about forgiving someone..the freedom is amazing.
Life is getting better every day. Hopefully flying out to Atlanta next month to see a friend who moved out there. If I get to go out there on DomCon weekend..great! I have to wait and see what the date is on the ticket! lol...spontaneous trips shrouded with mystery departure dates... wow.. how fun and exciting!
I am also realizing that being single really allows me to shop around and be choosy. I have criteria and standards. Ambition and accomplishments mean everything to me. Not pipe dreams and excuses for failure.
What is your plan? How are you making it happen? What have you done so far?
At the very least the man who I will give my time to will come to the table with the same things I do...if not more.
Inspire me to reach higher than I dream of reaching. Push me up and sometimes pull me. I will be that person for him too.
I will not tolerate one who attempts to push me down. Never again will that be acceptable to me. Before I needed the resistance to struggle harder to make it in spite of their attempts to keep me under them. So, I am not bitter. I appreciate it now. I know that had there not been the resistance, I would not have tried so hard to make it in this world.
And damn I have come a LONG way baby!
Much of the growth has been in this year alone. *I* struggled alone and fought my own personal and professional battles. I slipped and fell a few times. Each time I got back up, dusted myself off and kept on moving forward!
Now my hard work is coming together and it is getting better and better all the time.
There is no stopping me now!
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Pain lyrics
Pain, without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all
You're sick of feeling numb
You're not the only one
I'll take you by the hand
And I'll show you a world that you can understand
This life is filled with hurt
When happiness doesn't work
Trust me and take my hand
When the lights go out you will understand
Pain, without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all
Pain, without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all
Anger and agony
Are better than misery
Trust me I've got a plan
When the lights go off you will understand
Pain, without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all
Pain, without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing
Rather feel pain
I know (I know I know I know I know)
That you're wounded
You know (You know you know you know you know)
That I'm here to save you
You know (You know you know you know you know)
I'm always here for you
I know (I know I know I know I know)
That you'll thank me later
Pain, without love
Pain, can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all
Pain, without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all
Pain, without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all
Rather feel pain than nothing at all
Rather feel pain
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So much happening in real life. No need to talk here. Just find out where I will be and meet me there.
The girl and I are still having fun.
I am going to have to handle some business in the next week with her. hmm.. see you at Hell girl.. you know what is coming!
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See you all at Bondage Fest in San Diego this weekend! |
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