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I already have what I want and do not wish to tip the balance of my peaceful life by introducing the fuckwadity of a dysfunctional CM relationship into the equation.
Cheers.
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It's about time you people got home from work. :)
Found a friend to whip tonight.
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I read a journal written by a submissive male telling prostitutes to get some dignity and self respect.
What?
After you wrote that, did you go get rammed by a fucking machine while sucking off
a dildo?
I am sure there are people in this world that would say to
you to get some dignity and self respect.
The reason why I come on CM is for the non-judgmental and open minded people I have met, but even closed mindedness runs rampant in the subculture.
I bet he would LOVE to be whored out himself. I have had guys tell me about their disdain with pro dimmed, prostitutes, etc then after knowing them for awhile tell me how bad they want me to whore them out on Craigslist.
Funny. |
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I find that it can be hard to seduce women on here. I try. Boy do I ever.
I strike up conversation and either they don't write back, are too lame for me to want to bed, or while talking with them, I can pick up on that I am speaking with a guy.
Oh well. |
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Sorry but I won't have time to reply to all the messages....they just keep coming!
I'll do a universal reply now....
I need to pack and get ready to go now .
Nice "meeting" some of you and getting to chat.
Take care and best of luck to you....I understand when you say how difficult it can be. When you really give it a proper analyzing, it shouldn't be difficult at all. It should be exciting, terrifying, arousing, confusing even, but not difficult.
Never settle.
Again, I wish you all well! |
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I know, it was a long journal entry and I apologize in advance for any spelling mistakes or auto-corrections.
I always proof-read reports for work but never when I journal because if I read what my heart has spilled, I will cringe and delete the whole thing.
Have a great day everyone! |
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As I've been telling some of you, I leave soon for another spiritual retreat, and as per usual, I am going through a Fuckload of emotional turmoil in which I attribute my machine gunning out journals and pouring out my heart to all of the men in my life. This happens everytime.
Coward has never been a word to describe me yet I always find myself clinging to nothingness, shaking in a corner, fetal position, every time I'm about to embark on one of these. I always return all the wiser, but still feel as though I'm about to be led to my exorcism....like a heroin addict leaving for a detox clinic; scared, but knowing it's right.
What am I so scared of? Shit where do I begin?
I know that I am heading for certain death to be reborn lighter...NORMAL. I've never been "normal". Ever. I have dark thoughts that bring about excitement in me then feel insane as it is the hard limit of most on here. Nah, not kids or anything...
I am afraid of becoming pure light as I feel most comfortable in the dark. Don't get me wrong, if you asked my friends, the words they would most likely use to describe me would be laid-back, funny, sweet, hard working, creative, enlightened....and I am. But...
I am also addicted to darkness...it is my drug.
I fear that one day I will become so awake that I will never return to the dark....I will let go of the attachment...,the fight of good and evil will finally end and Darth Vader has lost.
That would be a good thing, right?
Right!
That's right
Yes
Yes
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Answers to the majority of questions I am receiving...
1) I am fine.
2)no, we may not talk
3) my name is a referance to my telling my love how I will murder the man he thinks he is.
4) No
5) Never
6) you wish
7) Obama
8) Sometimes
9) trust, loyalty, honesty
10) lawyers |
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Tonight I'm in the mood for a body. I just want a body to do as I wish.
Have a nice night folks. It was nice chatting with some of you.
Enjoy the rest of your weekend (what's left of it).
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Sometimes it can feel quite cathartic to write in the journal then delete it.
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This is going to sound repetitive, but oh well- suck it (no pun intended).
Guys, when you send a message along with that profile pic of your cockarooni, and you get no reply from a dominant woman, guess what? You've got yourself a real woman inside that glowing screen!
Now if that message and cock of yours gets a reply from aforementioned dominant woman, you've got yourself a 60 yr old man wearing a diaper telling you call him Mistress.
I don't speak with cocks. Besides, I have trouble understanding what a cock is trying to convey to me with their bad dyslexia, lisps, and stuttering. |
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| Age: 27 |
| Zamboanga,
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