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| About me: I am a socially awkward, occasionally odd human being (with 'occasionally' being a slight understatement).
Updates! - I just erased most of my profile to write a better one and now I can't think of anything to write. Obviously, I have excellent planning skills.
What I'm looking for: I hate trying to write this bit. I'm really freakin' shy and all this openness with sexual/lifestyle interests, it's not something I'm any good at. I'm not really looking for any one type. There are so many aspects of this whole lifestyle that I find fascinating. However, the Daddy/little dynamic is probably my strongest interest. I'm not into extremes - definitely not going to be one of those people who says I'm up for anything - but my limits remain unestablished. I want someone to explore with and learn from who does not have their head up their own ass and who is okay with taking time.
I am happy to talk to anyone, especially people who can carry on a conversation about interesting topics like jellyfish monkeys. (Thank you for all the lovely clown ninja conversations) (I thought it was time for a change)
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So the move is officially only a few hours away and I shall call myself a Taswegian. I couldn't resist changing my location already because excitement! :D
I'm looking forward to meeting lots of lovely (hopefully crazy) Tasmanian people. |
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Today I was having a competition between those little millipedes that wander around everywhere and curl up tightly in a little ball if you touch them (gently, not in the mean making them crunch way). I decided it was high time for a race between three millipedes to see who would uncurl and travel on their little millipede way the fastest. So I touched Mr Giant Millipede, Mr Medium Millipede and Mr Tiny Millipede. I don't know why they're all male but shhh. Mr Tiny uncurled himself in a few seconds and wandered on his way, Mr Medium took a little longer and Mr Giant was still curled up when I got bored and wandered away (I'm not that dedicated to millipede races) From that, I decided millipedes grow far more wary and protective of themselves as they get older, just like humans. You see, millipedes can teach you about life. Listen to their tiny voices.
I don't know why I wrote this. I think I'm exceptionally bored. |
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Word of the day: Kugelhopf. Why? Because it's just plain awesome, that's why. |
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Dear CM,
Question. What's with all the disappearing people? I'll get a nice message from someone who has obviously put effort into the message, not just one line, and the person will intrigue me by agreeing with my views on cats or ninjas or being that weird person that gets the funny looks. I will then answer (because I'm awesome like that) and then, about 90% of the time, POOF! Never heard from again. Now I could choose to believe that my message responses are terrible enough to scare off even the nicest of people, but that belief sucks so I'm going to blame you, CM. What are you doing with the people?
So now you know I know you're up to something, I hope you shall cease and desist with this irritating practice.
I'm watching you.
 minus the smile (there was no appropriate stalking smiley)
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A productive night of trivia, Vikings, and too many cat videos. And...I touched a spider. Lyf on da edge here! |
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Just realised smiley face in profile is not freakishly wide grin, but sealed - as it describes itself. Seriously took me this long. Pure Genius. |
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Dearest Journal,
I have pledged not to use you to bitch but just this once.
In my profile, it not only says that I'm shy and socially awkward, it also says I'm not looking for casual play. This means I am not going to meet up with someone after one message or even a few. Even if I like you, it's a massive step for me so the chances of me agreeing when you say in the second message 'let's get together and have some fun' are zero. Less than zero. In the minuses.
Please note, this mini bitch doesn't include some of the people who are genuinely nice and have invited me out for a coffee and there are some people who I wish I could just say yes too and go off and be a normal human but it's just not that easy for me and I hope they understand that.
Ok I'll be quiet now.
Love,
Taint. |
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My profile is irritating me tonight. I kind of want to delete it all and just put 'Freakin Awesome.' |
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I am very much in the mood to have a ramble and where better to ramble then on a public profile on a kink website? Now, I am intending to write a bunch of nonsense and nothing whatsoever deep, meaningful or informative and probably not even kink related so I would advise anyone that comes upon this to ignore it and continue on their travels.
On Collarme: Dearest website, I roam around a lot of profiles and I often find hatred for you and all the fakes you carry along. I would just like to say that you have treated me comparatively well. I have had very few offensive, annoying or stupid messages. I think, possibly, that the first line of my profile is responsible for preventing me from the onslaught of assholes that so many others receive and I must admit that I am quite grateful for this. So just letting you know, we don't all hate you. Love, Attainted.
On words: I enjoy words. I like their shape and their sound, how they're spelt, their etymology and all the things they can create. Because of this, I normally end up with a few words that I'll be obsessed with for a week or so before they float away and new ones take their place. Currently, I am liking sasquatch because it's all soft and then it's hard, and mellifluous because it flows like honey so it becomes what it is and that's a good property in word. And right at this moment, I am liking whatsoever because I used it before and it is such a cool little combination of three other words.
On knowledge: I want to learn. I love accumulating new little facts, and storing them away and I especially love when something blows my mind, when it gives me an idea that never occurred to me before or makes me look at something completely differently. I love to trip out on the fact that history actually happened, that these people that are just words now, lived and existed and my brain can't fully comprehend that, the same way that my brain can't fully comprehend that there are other people out there now, living and thinking. Sometimes you walk down the street and you look at the people and you just think, wow that person has had a whole life that I don't know about, a million thoughts that were never mine and I will never know this person or their thoughts. I mean, as much as I try to be all non self-centred, essentially, the world is my world. It will always be the world as I see it and not as anyone else sees it because I can only see it through my eyes.
On cats: I miss them.
On the meaning of life: Ha ha ha not going to touch that one.
On saying goodbye: I found this enjoyable. It has given my brain that happy, satisfied feeling it gets when its lets out a massive splurge of whatever the hell is going through it all the time.
End Ramble. |
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| Age: 25 |
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