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*aside* If I viewed your profile (without contacting you) or added you to my favorites, it's likely because I enjoyed your forum posts or profile/journal. JFYIRight now I am not looking for a "relationship" other than friends.
I am open to friends of all sorts, shapes, sizes, orientations and flavors. Similar interests are a good place to start, but what will attract me is one's attitude. Open-mindedness, integrity, flexibility, and overall happiness are some of the traits that I try to embody and that I find draw me towards others.
Moderation in all things, including moderation...
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"Control"
Puddle of Mudd
I love the way you look at me
I feel the pain you place inside
you lock me up inside your dirty cage
well I'm alone inside my mind
I'd like to teach you all the rules
I'd get to see them set in stone
I like it when you chain me to the bed
but then your secrets never shone
[Chorus]
I need to feel you
You need to feel me
I can't control you
You're not the one for me, no
I can't control you
You can't control me
I need to feel you
so why's there even you and me?
I love the way you rake my skin
I feel the hate you place inside
I need to get your voice out of my head
Cause I'm that guy you'll never find
I think you know all of the rules
there's no expressions on your face
I'm hope that some day you will let me go
Release me from my dirty cage
[Chorus]
I need to feel you
You need to feel me
I can't control you
You're not the one for me, no
I can't control you
You can't control me
I need to feel you
So why's there even you and me?
[Repeat 4x]
I love the way you look at me
I love the way you smack my ass
I love the dirty things you do
I have control of you
[Chorus]
I need to feel you
You need to feel me
I can't control you
You're not the one for me, no
I can't control you
You can't control me
I need to feel you
So why's there even you and me.....
[Repeat 4x]
You're not the one for me, no |
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Pain from Three Days grace
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)
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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Previous profile contents (again)
I am a relatively happy, optimistic, creative, intelligent, ESFP, blue, well-rounded, casual, flirty, classy, sensual, single mom.
Yes I am bi.
No, I don't do poly.
I don't cyber, either!
I am experienced enough to have a good idea of what I like and want, but still new enough to be open-minded and always learning.
Important! I am looking for honest and understanding people. I have three children living at home with me. They are my first priority and always will be. I value honesty and courtesy and expect those traits from any who would be my friends.
I would like a LTR with someone who has a variety of interests and knows how to find balance between a regular "vanilla" life and the BDSM lifestyle. I'm sure I have a wish list somewhere around here, but then again, it's full of wishes...
I have plenty more information about me - since I am me - and hope that if you are interested knowing more that you would 1. ask. 2. be willing to share as much about yourself.
Yes, I know there is a lack of "kinky" information on my profile. That's on purpose.
*Oh, before you ask, it's henna (or gilding) on my skin, not a permanent tattoo or skin condition. I am a henna artist in my spare time.
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darkness comes hope goes
and lies in foggy shadows
cold dark and alone
no light but within
deep and smothered with despair
focus hard and see
dimly lit but true
feed the light make it grow strong
make the spirit swell
glowing brighter now
not starving now just hungry
protect energy
no more taking it
no more giving it away
keep it safe from you
shadows become shapes
fog begins to dissipate
clarity is near
hopefully
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IQ and virginity?
Make sure you check out the graph...
http://www.collegian.psu.edu/archive/2007/08/09/study_iq_linked_to_virginity.aspx
This is ponderous, man. Really ponderous.
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Previous profile contents (more or less)
I am looking for friends, people I can talk to, who have interests outside of
the lifestyle and sex, and who are intelligent,
creative, and thoughtful. I would like to be able to talk about anything
and everything. Especially, how does BDSM spill
into the rest of your (real) life - does that mean living in a 24/7, or
just doing scenes occasionally; what does it all mean to you?
I am not new to the lifestyle in association, just relatively new in experience
(please do not equate this with ignorance or naivete). BDSM is not everything
in my life, but it underlies much of who I am and
how I relate to the world.
Sometimes one must view themselves in reference to other people in order to
learn who they truly are. As well, sometimes it is not who you are that is
important, but who you are not. Self
discovery and fufillment is the nature of my journey here. Every
experience I have had, be it conversation or session or even a simple message
has taught me something more about myself and my wants, needs, and
likes/dislikes.
I crave pain, sex, and mental stimulation - sometimes all together! ;)
Many things excite me, turn me on, interest or intrigue me, fascinate and
captivate me, romance and thrill me, compell or beguile me, repel, repulse or
disgust me. If you want a list of these things, it can be obtained by the use
of interesting, engaging conversation. I am
turned on intellectually as much or more than physically - seduce my mind and
my body will follow.
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Love With All the Trimmings
From "On A Clear Day.."
My dearest love who existed in a dream till this evening
When a wave came and swept me out to sea,
None of the loves that you known could prepare you
For the love raging everywhere in me.
For all the arms that have covered you,
The hands that have touched you,
And the lips you have lingered on before,
Added together would be less than an olive
In the banquet of love I have in store
Love seasoned to entice,
Love with all the trimmings
Filled with spice,
Love flavored to your whim
Served piping hot with all the trimmings. Mmmm
For I'll decode every breath and every sigh
Till your every lover's wish is fulfilled before it's made,
Toss in some jealousy and doubt
Should it be required,
Not rest till there's nothing more desired,
Thus loving as I do
Never never will you ever be untrue,
Having love with all the trimmings
Waiting all for you.
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It's amazing how long it takes to finish something you're not working on!
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Cars and life:
From The Zen of the Car by Dennis Hinkamp
Live your life like driving a car with a broken fuel gauge - not knowing when the end will come, but careful to refill yourself at regular intervals.
There are windbags and airbags - know the difference. Choose more of the latter and fewer of the former.
Some relationships are like the little spare tire, just meant to get you to a place where you can find a long-lasting replacement.
Everyone needs a little help getting started in the morning and we all need to get jumped once in a while. It's better if it's by someone you know and love. (it is?)
Having a loud engine draws much attention but it does not have anything to do with performance. Run your engine quietly and sneak up on people. If they disdain your quietness, neak up on them and run them over the next time *giggle*
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Dream To Sleep
By H 20
Someone glanced across a dance floor
Not going home and loving in doorways
A room to remember who to meet in
Secrets in through your head and out through your mouth.
Elsewhere anyone sharing a sunrise
I've never been a silhouette before
Touch to the sound of young Americans -
Or am I still too young?
I dream to sleep
I sleep to dream
I dream to sleep
I sleep to dream.
Dancing together Tango'd emotions
Blushing you turn your face away.
Silent persuation that reshaped my future
And Ill never be the same again.
I dream to sleep
I sleep to dream
. ..
Someone glanced across a dance floor. . . .
I dream to sleep
I sleep to dream
. . .
I dream to sleep
I sleep to dream
. ..
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The Force is what gives the Jedi his power. It's an energy field
created by all living things. It surrounds us and penetrates us. It
binds the galaxy together.
-Obi-Wan Kanobi
Jedi Master
Luminous beings are we.
-Master Yoda
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Note to self: start a business called "After the Move", unpack and organize people's things after they move - because it sucks! I hate not knowing where everything goes. I don't want to decide where it goes, because I'll change it at least a few times, and then I will have unpacked an rearranged way too many times to remain sane.
I think this could work....
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Love: being willing to help someone move.
Unconditional love: being willing to help someone move in the heat of summer, the dead of winter, or more than once.
Where did all my loving ones go? =)
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“Love is a smoke
made with the fume of sighs. Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers'
eyes. Being vexed, a sea nourished with lovers' tears. What is it else?
A madness most discreet, a choking gall and a preserving sweet.” -
William Shakespeare
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In the search for balance, it's a good idea to remember that gravity works.
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Holy hormones, Batman!
It's probably safer that I'm by my self...
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If I put here what I'm really thinking, would you keep reading? I used to think I was a hopeful romantic, and although I don't think I'm hopeless, I think I'm definitely incurable!
Billy was acting up in class, and his teacher was becoming increasingly upset with her failed attempts to correct his behavior. Feeling exasperated the teacher finally exclaims, "Billy, are you ignorant or just apathetic?"
The boy responds, "Don't know, don't care!"
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So I've heard if you're going through Hell you're just supposed to keep on going. What if I want to stop and enjoy it for a while? Who says that Hell isn't a great place to be? How do I know I didn't drive myself there in a handbasket? And who says it's different than every day life? How do we know it isn't better than our current state? Or am I confusing Hell with Insanity? Laundry sounds like Hell to me, but I can't imagine laundry in Hell. I imagine something much more interesting as far as eternal torment goes...
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Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul...
-William Ernest Henley
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It's okay if you're normal, we can still be friends.
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Only When I Lose Myself
Depeche Mode
It's only when I lose myself in someone else
That I find myself
I find myself
It's only when I lose myself in someone else
That I find myself
I find myself
Something beautiful is happening inside for me
Something sensual, it's full of fire and mystery
I feel hypnotized, I feel paralyzed
I have found heaven
There's a thousand reasons
Why I shouldn't spend my time with you
For every reason not to be here I can think of two
Keep me hanging on
Feeling nothing's wrong
Inside your heaven
It's only when I lose myself in someone else
That I find myself
I find myself
It's only when I lose myself in someone else
That I find myself
I find myself
I can feel the emptiness inside me fade and disappear
There's a feeling of contentment now that you are here
I feel satisfied
I belong inside
Your velvet heaven
Did I need to sell my soul
For pleasure like this
Did I have to lose control
To treasure your kiss
Did I need to place my heart
In the palm of your hand
Before I could even start
To understand
It's only when I lose myself in someone else
That I find myself
I find myself
It's only when I lose myself in someone else
That I find myself
I find myself
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Uh, yes, I like Anais Nin.
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Eroticism is one of the basic means of self-knowledge, as indispensible as poetry. -Anais Nin
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Man can never know the kind of loneliness a woman knows. Man lies in a
woman's womb only to gather strength, he nourishes himself from this
fusion, and then he rises and goes into the world, into his work, into
battle, into art. He is not lonely. He is busy. The memory of the swim
in amniotic fluid gives him energy, completion. The woman may be busy
too, but she feels empty. Sensuality for her is not only a wave of
pleasure in which she has bathed, and a charge of electric joy at
contact with another. When man lies in her womb, she is fulfilled, each
act of love a a taking of man within her, an act of birth and rebirth,
of child-bearing and man-bearing. Man lies in her womb and is reborn
each time anew with a desire to act, to BE. But for woman, the climax
is not in the birth, but in the moment the man rests inside of her. -Anais Nin
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I, with a deeper instinct, choose a man who compels my strength, who makes
enormous demands on me, who does not doubt my courage or my toughness,
who does not believe me naive or innocent, who has the courage to treat
me like a woman.
-Anais Nin
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