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someone sent me an email asking what i thought what is unique about myself....this is my response: what i think is unique about me...i love who i am, i love how i am, i don't base my self worth on someone's off center views, meaning i don't need someone to approve of me in order for me to like myself |
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OMG....first day with the new brain....it's brunette, make it stop *cries* (giggles, i kill me)
Don't tell me i'm too happy, if i say i'm fantastic its not be one up on you, my life is too short for me to settle for "i'm good, i'm ok, i'm fine"...life is full of choices, but not many things we can control.... my mood/frame of mind are one that is...there are too many people in this world who for whatever reason are not miserable perhaps, but not happy...i woke up today, today is a great day to be alive (weather not factoring in, i can't control the weather so i just deal with each day as it happens)...nothing matters from inside a coffin :) |
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ENJOY LIFE....IT HAS AN EXPIRATION DATE :) |
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i may not be the brightest crayon in the box, i may not be the favorite or the best, i may not be anything to anyone...but i'm still in the box
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Men have 2 emotions....hungry and horny...if you don't see him with an erection, make him a sandwich......
was at the bank the other day and this lady comes in and asks to have her balance checked...so i pushed her......
so if MacDonald's made hotdogs could you go there and with a straight face order a McWeenie and ask to have it super-sized......
why do women wear panties...state laws say that if a manhole isn't in use it has to be covered.....i'm so glad i'm Canadian,...state laws don't apply :P.
ROFLMBO....hope you enjoy this as much as i did |
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you read "submissive under consideration"...why are we under consideration, why do we have to "prove" our submission when we are the ones that choose the Dominant....why can't the Dominant be under consideration, it's like a dance that involve two people and ultimately the power shifts from the sub to the Dom, but only after we accept said Dominant as ours after he has shown he is a Dominant worthy of owning and capable of the responsibility of said ownership. (rhetorical thought)
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tis that time of year again so...........
Dear Santa,
i can explain........ (LOL) |
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there is good pain and bad pain..........taking a tumble down a couple of steps ranks way up in the bad pain category.......thankfully nothing is broken (wounded pride perhaps)
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and she dances....the world goes on around her...alone in the crowd...invisible to the masses...to the music in her heart and the beat in her soul......she dances
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Touch Me (anonymous)
Touch Me....in secret places no one has reached before...in silent places where words only interfere...in sad places where only whispering makes sense.
Touch Me....in the morning when night still clings to us...at midday when confusion crowds upon me...at twilight as I begin again to know who I am...in the evening when I see you and hear you.
Touch Me....like a child who will never have enough love, for I am someone who wants to be lost in your arms...someone who has known enough pain to love...someone who is sometimes strong enough to give.
Touch Me....in crowds when a single look says everything...in solitude when it's too dark to see...in absence when I reach for you through time and miles
Touch Me....when I ask
Touch Me....when I'm afraid to ask
Touch Me....with your lips...your hands...your heart...your presence in the room.
Touch Me....gently...for i am fragile
firmly...for I am strong
often...for I am alone
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rhetorical thought here....what does my ability to take or not take a beating have to do with my being a submissive.....a pain slut is more submissive than one who isn't?..i thought it was more in desire to serve and being true to oneself..could be i'm wrong....just my rhetorical thought.(Rhetorical....not seeking an answer but just a thought) |
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........Found out the other day a friend of mine blkleathervixen passed away from cancer. She was an amazing person, and the few times I made it to Edmonton, we managed to have a blast.....got kicked out of a comedy club "didn't know we were supposed to have tickets", found out there really is such a thing as "too much chocolate/2 people can't eat a double chocolate 8'' cake in a weekend", went to see Night at the Museum at IMAX, but told a Dom friend of her's that the show was sold out and we'd got tickets to see Charllote's Web just to see the look on his face (talk about a kodak moment). She had been after me for several years to move to Edmonton and had magnamiously offered to let me live on her balcony *LOL*......She was a slurpeeholic (Dr Pepper being brand of choice *gags*) and recently learned how to cook (as in something that didn't come prepackaged or from a box).
Vixen, i love you and this wasn't supposed to take you, you were supposed to beat it, but all that rests in God's hands, I cry whenever i think of you, but i'm happy that you are at peace and no longer hurting.....sleep well sis, you will always be in my heart and a part of my memories.
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