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effmee

Female Submissive, 21, YORK, Pennsylvania
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About effmee

Not looking - except for mostly vanilla FWB.

A man who is true to his word would be nice for a change.

Tired of the BS
Thanks. For disappearing. Again. When your life sucked I listened. Now that I need to vent and whine, you disappear.

Need new porn sites...the old are getting boring.

 

again.

why do people delete their profiles when you've complimented their journals?

 

It seems to be the dirtiest of dirty who do this.

 

Take the compliment and keep writing. I don't care if the entries are true as long as the writing is good.

 

'Tis a shame.

Hey alleged 'hustler club' in NOLA. According to one of your coven, you're checking me out and discussing me. Back the f**k off.
Not sure why, after four years, you're finally acknowledging when you're being a jerk. It might be too little, too late as it makes me wary
There's realty never a reason to send an email that says "just wanted to say hello" and absolutely *nothing* else when you're emailing a stranger. That's just weird.
Please don't claim to be my friend, or more and then completely forget I exist. What's the point of dating someone when, although you are cognizant of the fact that you're not number one in their life, they can't seem to make you a priority ever?
I am extremely tired of people e-mailing me regarding my tattoos and my religion. I am very well versed in what I can and can't do, where I can be buried, what my parents and rabbi's thoughts are as well as my artist's vast knowledge on the subject of religion and tattoos. So please stop. There is nothing you can say or share that I don't already know. And unless you survived a concentration camp don't presume to know more survivors than myself.
It's a bitter day around these parts. You just don't seem to get it. You won't give me 100% so I'm living my life on my terms.
Who tells a stranger they want to splash their DNA all over your ball gag. I don't even own one.
Ultimately you didn't care, you don't care and you're not going to care. I tried. Over the years I tried to make you happy. I guess I never truly knew what you wanted or what you want now. Distance was blamed, liking me too much was blamed, not being able to handle it was blamed. When it comes down to it it doesn't really matter. Maybe you preyed on my weaknesses, maybe I allowed you to do so. Maybe vanilla with a twist is more my speed. Whatever the case I know I can't make you do anything. I'm not even sad. It just is what it is and it's apparent that it's not up for discussion. Good luck in finding what you seek. Love really is possible in this lifestyle.
You suck and your mind games are worse. If I didn't care so much about that part of you that isn't an asshole, the part I love, the part of you that exists beyond your defenses, I'd have been gone a long time ago. Judging by your profile I'm no longer what you seek. It doesn't mean the friendship has to end. Quit being a dick.
Is there really a national slave registry? Do slave owners really tattoo their slave's number on their inner wrist? Does anyone else see the historical problem with this practice?
Apparently I am a hypocrite. I bitch about the fakes and frauds and when given the opportunity to meet someone I have zero interest in (and politely turn them down), I'm a c**t. :::shrug::: I'm not out in the world to become friends with everyone, and if you think Im a bitch, then so be it. But could you at least be grammatically correct when calling me names? K, thx
Dear pathetic 28 year old 'dom': Just because I told you I'm not interested does not mean I 'look like a lezbo'. (not that there's anything wrong with lesbians; apparently this dude thinks if a female turns him down then they must be a lesbian).
Can someone explain to me what the phrase "I like the spreading" means? sent, obviously, by someone who doesn't have an active profile *and* who knows so little about geography (imagine that? Someone knows less about geography than myself. At least I know my ass from my elbow. Of course I've never been effed in the elbow before...) that s/he thinks Texas is near Las Vegas. It's been a long time since I've journaled this much. If you wouldn't stoke the fire...
I'm not sure which I love more: the drive-by e-mails or the one-liner "how you doin'?" e-mails. Hey Joey, you like sandwiches? Want a jar of jam and a spoon? If you can't deal with the sarcasm you might wanna think twice before e-mailing me. It's nothing personal, I was born this way.
And once again I get the drive by e-mail from someone (whose profile is mysteriously no longer active) telling me that they love how detailed my profile is. :::scratching head::: Eh? My profile is all but blank. My journal; however, is different story. Silly, silly person, you'd have known this (and therefore would have known better than to send me what you did) had you actually read a few entries. And NO, I don't know what the 'scene' is like in Houston as I don't live anywhere near there. But thanks for playing. It's been a while since I've drawn blood.
Every bisexual female slave that peeps my profile has the exact same spelling and grammatical errors in their profiles/journals. Coincidence or someone suffering from a severe case of douchebagitis? Hmmm...
I have adopted the mindset of 'fool me once' due to the vast number of lying d-bags I've dated in the past couple of years. I need to protect myself. Quite frankly, if you don't give a rat's ass about giving me the one thing I ask for (HONESTY) you don't deserve me. I deserve and expect far more. Especially if you're claiming to be dominant.
where can I find an open mouth gag? I have a beginner's fish hook gag but it doesn't spread my mouth open wide enough. I don't want an o-ring; my play partner's too big. Perhaps a spider type or a jennings. I checked xtremerestraints but don't like what they have. Help?
Blocked because he told me I seem to have anger issues and need counciling (sp). Such a benign comment yet he took the route of cowardice instead of behaving like a man.

Your wife had a baby 2 days ago yet you don't think our dynamic should change? You didn't tell me cause you knew I'd have told you to fuck off back then. Now I just want you to go away. 

I hope to gd that your daughters never marry a guy like you.

I really need to heed my farher's advice and stop playing with the Internet idiots. Its like shooting fish in a barrel. A big, dumb barrel.
I love a good fake journal. It's best when none of the pictures match, the spelling is atrocious, and the 'slave' is treated like a girlfriend.

Apparently some men on this site cannot take the constructive criticism of their poorly worded and grammatically incorrect profiles.

 

I'm pretty certain that an intelligent sub (and let's face it, the majority of you who read this journal *are* educated and well spoken) is going to pass over any profile in which a man refers to himself as a "Dominate" male and cannot differentiate between your and you're.

 

Just sayin'.

He inspires me to be a better person.

Since when is it socially acceptable to start a conversation with "I hear you take it up the ass?"

 

Additionally, if there actually is a f***tard on here spreading rumors about me, may your balls fall off in the middle of the night and may you contract gangrene of the penis.

 

 

Two e-mails I received today:

 

1. GAWD U R UGLY

 

2. U R REPULSIVE

 

I thanked him kindly and reminded him that I have a beautiful Ivy-League soul.

 

:::shrug:::

 

UPDATE: Once I mentioned the words 'Ivy League' he seemed to become really interested.

 

:::sigh:::

 

I need to learn not to play with internet idiots.

 

I get a lot of flak for having such a 'negative' attitude per the words in my journal.

 

Look, I get it. But it's my journal; my place to vent.

 

When I am happy there is no need for me to write. The words just don't come easily.

 

Take the silence for what it's worth. Be concerned when the words come for days on end.

 

Today I am happy. My hair looks good, vanilla tastes great and little troubles me.

 

Today is what matters.

I'm back renewed, refreshed and freshly inked (newest in profile)

 

I see that some things haven't changed a bit around here. Unsolicited advice given by men to women without any forethought of 'would I give this type of advice to my own daughter'?

 

Gd help us all.

 

I hope everyone had a great Pesach, and a Happy Easter.*

 

*Should anyone feel the need to drop some chocolate covered Peeps off at my house, they're always welcome.

 

and that's my calf, not my forearm.

You told me not to contact you unless you contacted me first. I only saw those texts AFTER the long conversation we had about our future (or lack thereof).

 

I listened, yet you texted yesterday to tell me that you hoped I felt better.

 

Where was that man all of these months?

 

It was never good enough that I was truly sick for three months. That it took 6 weeks for me to get to the doctor and another 3 or so to find out what was actually wrong. You weren't compassionate in the least; I think you thought I was lying in order to get out of punishments for my lack of attention to you.

 

Post-surgery you asked me when I was going to stop throwing myself a pity party.

 

It was downright cruel to say such things, yet I apologized.

 

It's time. It sucks and it hurts and I'm depressed and sad about it, but it's time to let go.

 

I promised you that I wouldn't make up my mind until my vacation was over, but I have and I'm not sure it will change.

 

Thank gd I will be surrounded by family and old friends in a weeks' time. I so desperately need it. And I need not be depressed on vacation. I'm going to leave home at home and concentrate on the people I love - the ones I see once a year for a week. The ones who know me best and love me no matter what.

Just in case anyone who reads my journals regularly doesn't already know: 

I am a strong, articulate, ascerbically witted woman. I am not afraid of the dominant male, nor am I afraid to tell them what I think, when I think it, how I think it or why. 

I do not need to defend my actions. I do not need to pull punches or hit below the belt, but if you ask for it I'm not going to hold my tongue. 

So here goes. 

To the pathetically small-dicked, fat-bellied, inarticulate, misogynistic pig-effer (no offense to any woman this man might actually have effed) who thinks he's all that, a bag of chips and the soda to go with it: 

In no way, shape or form did I twist any of your words OR insult you. I did a pretty damned fine job, if I do say so myself, of going out of my way to bite my tongue so as not to insult you. In fact, it was quite the opposite from your very first e-mail. You were not only insulting, but you were demanding of my time and body. WHO DOES THAT IN THE FIRST E-MAIL? 

Although I'm certain that you believe telling me that I'm mentally ill and am in need of a doctor to prescribe me medications was an extreme insult, I find it to be quite humorous. I've been called far worse things by far better (and more important) people. 

Just because you're interested in me does NOT mean I have to return the feelings in kind. This lifestyle isn't such a small circle that I can't afford to be choosy. 

Just because you call yourself a dominant male does not make it so nor does it mean that I have to give you the respect you think you deserve. It also does not mean you are, in fact, a dominant male. 

Just because I am a submissive woman doesn't mean I don't have a brain, nor does it mean that I shouldn't use it, least of all when dealing with a small-dicked, fat-bellied, inarticulate, misogynistic wuss of a man. 

I'm going to go out on a limb and state that I'm pretty certain Minnesota is not local to Texas, although I could be wrong. That usually happens when discussing geography as I've never taken a geography class in my life, and sometimes I get lost on the way to the bathroom. 

I feel sorry for people who are as clueless as yourself. You know those people - the  small-dicked, fat-bellied, inarticulate, misogynistic cowards who hide behind their computer screen, bullying anyone and everyone because their reality sucks ass so badly but they choose to do nothing about it so they turn to the interwebs where they can be anyone they want to be. 

When I wished you luck in your search, I was being sincere. How it is that you think I'm the one who needs luck is beyond me as I told you I wasn't particularly available. 

One more point, and I'll close the chapter of this book: did you respond to my last e-mail because you do not know the meaning of the phrase "rhetorical question" or are you one of those people who so desperately need to have the last word? If it's the former, there are things called dictionaries. If it's the latter, you won.

 

It's funny: ever since you walked out of my life, I've gotten the most horrible e-mails from the most awful men on this site.

 

Coincidence?

So apparently I'm a bored retarded housewife who isn't looking for R/T.

 

AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

I only wanted one thing for my birthday this year.

It didn't happen.

I'm not sure that I can cry.

I'm not sure that I should cry.

 

Would someone PLEASE explain to me what makes a man think that just because they call themselves dominant, they can make demands on a woman THEY DON'T EVEN KNOW?

Why you gotta be pushy?

Why you gotta think because we're submissive that we're going to kowtow to you upon the first e-mail?

What makes you think that submissive equals doormat equals use me as you wish?

Are you out of your freaking minds, the lot of you?

I need to choose the men with whom I engage around these parts a lot more carefully.

I've been fortunate to not get hurt or worse.

I've been more fortunate to find, through the dozens upon dozens of men with whom I have spoken over the years, at least three I would trust with my life.

And I've never had the actual pleasure of meeting two of them.

Men don't have to be your Dom to be your protector. They don't have to be your brother, your father, a relative or someone you even know face-to-face.

Those men are the rarest of breeds and should be cherished for if you have one in your life you should consider yourself lucky.

I suppose that makes me the luckiest woman on this site.

When I do find the man who is perfect for me, I can only hope that he has elements of these three men.

It's not worth it otherwise.

I told him I hated him and to f*** off. 

For three years I've said it. 

This time he listened. 

Why does it hurt so much when it was my choice? My words?

There are an extraordinary number of men and/or couples from FL peeping my profile or e-mailing me. 

I wouldn't move back to that cesspool unless you paid me. 

Just sayin'.

tired of being told i'm throwing myself a pity party. 

i guess i'm truly not a prized possession. 

perhaps it's time to let go.

Anyone have any Botox experience?

 

I have some questions.

there's nothing much funnier than a male 'switch' emoti-crying because you don't want to be their 'friend'.

 

Have I mentioned that I have real friends? Ones who didn't beg or cry for my friendship.

 

get bent, losers.

Reading is Fundamental.

 

I suggest you read before you ask me to spank you - money doesn't drive me. I don't want tributes, I don't want to be paid, and I sure as shit don't want to spank you.

 

I don't want to post your slave's phone number in random bathrooms.

 

I don't want your type of facial in lieu of my dermatologist's.

 

There is only one man in this world who can fully sate me, and I doubt you are him.

What on earth would make someone - a switch, a dom, whatever - think that they have the right to tell me that I need to aid them in humiliating their sub?

 

I'm not your 'subbie girl', I'm not on board with your shenanigans, I'm not into humiliating other people.

 

If that were the case then I'd be a switch, a Domme or your toy.

 

I'm not.

 

You don't have the right to tell me what to do. Only one man has that right, and that's my father.

is there any way to have CM e-mails sent to your cell?

Just a few things:

 

1. I'm looking for local only

 

2. I'm not looking for men who are in town for a few days and just want to have fun (save for two of the greatest men I know)

 

3. Don't bother contacting me if you're Canadian especially if you're from Quebec. From October to April you ruin my hometown and are a part of the reason I left. You are rude, and cheap. A woman deserves to have a door held open for her, especially if she has a broken arm.

 

4. I'm not a brat. Really.

It generally amuses me (okay, so it always amuses me) when people feel the need to tout their 'extreme intellect' or that they 'border on genius IQ'.

 

If that were to truly be the case, one would have no reason to make such a statement as their conversations would speak for themselves.

 

Just an observation.

How can someone post pictures of themselves with their obviously anorexic sub with a clean conscience?

 

 

Another year in the can. Thank gd.

 

It's been an interesting one, and a reminder that things can come full circle but it's not something one can force.

 

Patience, not always my strongest virtue, seems to finally be paying off.

 

Looking forward to really good things in 2011.

Why is it that I'm blessed with the best dude friends a girl could ask for, yet have such a horrible time finding that special someone with whom to spend the rest of my life?

 

It shouldn't be this hard.

i hate you.

 

i hate you for thinking 478 miles is too far.

 

i hate you for abusing my mind.

 

i hate you for making me self conscious.

 

i hate you for fucking with my esteem.

The problem with being cordial, even with one or two e-mails, is that the expectation is now there to speak frequently.

 

 

gotta love when 'men' on this site call you names, and accuse your Dom of being a 'clown' and then they block you from responding.

 

who's the chicken?

Biggest misconception: we don't come here to fall in love. Men come here to find slaves, women come here to be treated as such.

I call bs. What happens when a dominant male falls in love beyond D/s and has worries that he likes the sub/slave/woman more than his love for D/s? At that point does the woman stand up and say "but I want this *and* that? Or does she have no choice and face possibly losing the love that is perfect? A soulmate, if you will.

What if the man is unwilling to do both, and unwilling to pursue love because that was not his intention when he signed up for CM?

It's a puzzling conundrum. Why can't there be both?  And if there's not both in your LTR, then what's the point?

question of the day: in order to prove you're not a bot, would you give your phone number to an absolute stranger?

additionally, does giving the number without a name, a picture or a profile make one a real man?

I'm always amazed that the exes and the prospects (past, present and future) come crawling out of the woodwork at the same time.

What doesn't amaze me?  That I'm still single.  I'm a fucking commodity.

To 'TheDungeonMaster':

I cannot respond to you if your profile is not active.  Not that I'd particularly like to respond to your form e-mail that you've now sent at least twice.

I'm amazed at how many shitty tattoos there are on this site.  Is no one capable of finding a competent artist?

Oh, and my tattoo is still not representative of more than being a canvas for my artist.  I was not ever in the Navy.  I was; however, born in an Air Force base hospital in a tiny town on the east coast.

Does that answer your questions?

not particularly seeking anything right now.  Am quite happy with what life has dropped in my lap.

The sense of entitlement that many 'doms' around here appear to have is mind boggling.

Simply because you believe you have something to offer, or that your tastes run along that same line as mine doesn't make us compatible, nor is it reason for *anybody* to whine publicly should I decide to not read your mail.

the sheer number of compliments/questions about my ink is mind-boggling.  in no way do i mean it as an insult to anyone; rather, i'm just always surprised that this particular piece elicits so many comments.
why do boys lie?  is it a genetic marker?  if not, then it's learned.  how can one unlearn a boy who's prone to lying.

on a separate note, anyone know how i can get brown hair dye off of my skin?
i'm apparently 'a ass hole'.

go figure. ;)
to the man who blocked me:  i wasn't ball-busting.  i live near you, and was genuinely curious as to why you referred to it as the countryside. 
hey raskal19?  can't respond if you have me blocked.

i suppose that should be indicative of the fact that i wasn't interested the first time you e-mailed me.

okay? okay.
There is a huge difference between 'baggage' and 'nondisclosure'. I'm not an idiot--just because i'm submissive doesn't mean i shouldn't be treated with respect. It also doesn't mean i'm a doormat or don't deserve honesty.
apparently i am looking again. NSA play partner for now--passionate, intellectually witty, wickedly good kisser and all that comes with it. I work hard, too hard, and deserve play time with a real man as opposed to the boys i've met here lately.

looks like i'm going to have to pull obscure Jewish holidays out of my ass to prove my point.

Celebrate purim this year?

Wait, what's that?  Not your holiday?

okay then...

it's presumptuous to assume that everyone celebrates the same religious holidays as one's own.
i couldn't have asked for a better weekend:  say The Man yesterday, and went out for a late mexican martini filled lunch with two of my favorite girls.

Challah!
i am one lucky slave to have two men who adore me...different lives, different needs, but they both have me.

still, ultimately, looking for a man to call my own; rather, for a man to call me his own.

don't get me wrong, i couldn't be happier right now, but eventually i will need my own permanent relationship.
mean what you say and say what you mean.  life's much simpler that way.

don't go hiding your profile just because we didn't click.

don't tell me you desire me sexually when you desire someone else in your heart.  if i'm not good enough for all of it i want none of it.  or, at the very least, to not hear about the rest of it.

you can't expect us to be friends, ever, if you're not going to put yourself into that mindset.  it's not that i lack the strength to keep you away; rather, i've enjoyed the times we've spent together in bed.

find someone who sates you, all of you, not just one aspect.  you can't do anything except 'play house' if you're not willing to let go 100% and have faith that this other person will embrace your fetishes the way i have.

stop putting me in this fictitious triangle - the one that exists solely in your brain.
tired of people on CM telling me, generically, that they 'like the way i think' or that they 'hope we mesh'.

Double ewe tee eff?
looove drive bys that tell me i' a waste of time and space. Your parents must be so proud of your ability to harrass strangers, and the cowardice you show by blocking said stranger so they can't respond. takes a real man to display such lovely qualities. I hope you aren't serving our country
i need to stop being surprised when it comes to people on this site: first the stranger who couldn't wait to spend lots of time with me last weekend but disappeared, now the guy who's apparently watching my comings and goings on CM. Seriously? It's none of your business as to why i'm anywhere at any given time.
i'm so damned thrilled with you that i can't stand myself. You must be adorably unbearable right now. The pain tonight would be for sheer pleasure. Mostly yours, as it should be.
Why do all the Bisexual Dommes from England look like Shelley from Celeb Rehab?
blocked, seriously?

wow.
wow. Do you really think i owe you an explanation as to why i don't want to meet you? Do you always ask to meet up with strangers in your initial e-mail? Run along, child, this is grownup stuff.
what is it about this lifestyle that makes men so unbearably insecure that they have to harrass the crap out of someone? Seriously, if someone tells you they aren't available/aren't interested/wamt you to leave them alone why do you continue to goad them? There are plenty of available women here.
semantics, schmuck, semantics
um. What is it about the younger doms on this site? I'm tired of being called bitter and condescending before i can utter a single sentence. I'm tired of the lack of respect people tend to have around here-saying you are dominant does NOT give you the right to talk to me like i'm a piece of crap. *just* because you have my IM screenname doesn't mean i remember you or want to have a conversation with you when i am sleeping. And when i tell you i am sleeping, please don't continue to IM me. It's rude, and makes me wonder about your comprehension (or lack thereof) skills.
it takes far longer to decompress from not-so-random randomness than it does to decompress from absolute randomness.
You're right, you *are* amusing! How could i not see the humor in someone creating/using an alternate screen name to tell me off?
riddle me this: your husband flirts, relentlessly, with someone else right in front of you.

do you take cues as to what the chick is doing (innocently, not overtly) to make him have a little extra spring in his step and sparkle in his eye and take the advice given, or do you sit sullenly and pout, proclaiming there to be a problem with the innocent object of flirtation?
here's to a better, more fulfilling, more honest and kinky new year!
how is it that one can politely decline another and yet still 'sound like a real bitch'? Can you not read? I'm not a switch, and not even sure i'm into women. This makes me more certain that i'm not. Events of the past few days have made me question *everything*.
i lost my strength somewhere along the way.
the spammers, scammers and bots are out en masse today.

can you just pass this profile by?  Please?
i wish it had been me instead of him. I wish i felt as strong as people say i am. I wish, i wish, i wish...
you told me you *adored* me after you'd already gotten engaged.

i don't know what to make of anything anymore.

i am profoundly sad, especially during the holiday season.

i hope He comes through for me.
i wish i could say i miss our friendship, but it's hard to miss something that was nothing more than smoke and mirrors. you've moved on, removed yourself from my life.

It has allowed me the psychological freedom to heal, and to start fresh with someone who can give me everything you couldn't.
hamburger is least satisfying when you deserve filet. And totally not worth changing plans.

riddle me this:  why take the time and effort to belittle me, tell me i'm a guy and continue to harrass me or worse, belittle my shoes when i'm nothing but a random stranger on the internet?

it's creepy, to say the least.

does romance exist within the confines of a BDSM relationship?

i don't believe the two to be mutually exclusive.

it's a shame you do.

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LOL.  I just got my first piece of hate mail!
you really hurt me
you thought you didn't break me
you were very, very wrong
i should have been done
a long time ago. thank you
for reminding me.
it hurts far more than
i expected and i don't
know exactly why
i've reached my lifetime quota of gratuitous penis pictures, thanks.
didn't think of Him
today because work was nuts.
i thought of you, though.
i know it's not just me, so i'll reiterate what some other 'old timers' have said:

CM has been inundated with fakes, phonies and frauds.

damned shame, 'cause some of these dudes are cute.

and if i get one more message asking why i'm so aggressive in my journals...i'm not aggressive, jackballs.  i'm honest.
love, love, love profiles proclaiming to have collared 'slave to dom's name' when:

1.  there are no pictures on either profile remotely proving that fact

2.  the slave's profile miraculously showed up three days prior to the announcement of collaring

3.  owner and said 'virgin slave' live in *exactly* the same place

4.  owner is late 30s, slave is 18.

I mean really, who believes this stuff?
sorry, sugartits, you're handsome and well spoken and probably deliciously sadistic, but i don't have time for cat-and-mouse.

roller coaster ride
ups and downs turned even keel
thanks for your concern

even more amazing:  the lack of traffic when i take 'dirty mirror' pictures down.
it's completely amazing that a tit shot would garner so much attention.

all *i* see is a dirty mirror.
ultimately, you got what you wanted.

you always did.
surface resurface
stay/go/push/ pull on heartstrings
surface resurface
Even though I never had the chance to meet him, I am deeply saddened by your loss.  I wish I was there--it's hard to be here, knowing you need me there.
let's reiterate:

Dominate is a verb.

Dominant is an adjective.

Irony:  a man proclaiming to be 'dominate' is looking for an intelligent woman.

or is that an oxymoron?
i was foolish to think i was in love with either man.

i ache for a man to call me his own and for him to not need another.
i never wanted the tangible from you.
perhaps you'll comprehend this one:

i will no longer
allow you to have control
of my emotions.

or this one:

friendship requested
something we like to f*** up
it takes weeks to fix

or this:

leave me alone, please
why does it fascinate you
to keep me dangling?

and finally:

you said it's not real
i believed you and moved on
you told me you lied.

using your last name as a verb?  srsly?

he dangles that carrot in front of me...relentless in his taunts...keeping me on my toes...truth is fiction, fiction reality.

best first date?  rough sex and a zombie flick...not always in that order.

finally.

i think i'm more relieved than anything else, like a weight has been lifted from my shoulders.

he wants me to find someone so he can stop thinking about me.

i don't want him to stop thinking about me.

i was in love with two men.  one is unfaithful to his current live-in, the other is...

i'm in love with one man. sometimes.
why do boys lie?  I just don't get the justification for it...
i hate the days when i'm so horny it hurts...
apparently one is not allowed to use a photo of their thigh depicting a 'g' rated tattoo as their main photo.

apparently it's far easier to prove that it's not my thigh rather than a face picture not being of me.

:::shrug:::
why is it that people, especially war vets, would rather walk around wearing shittily inked tattoos than having them fixed?

has no one heard of constructive criticism?
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