My first journal entry. I am wild. I am completely and utterly unnameable at this moment. I have been for over a year and i LOVE it. Since I was young (and so many laugh at me as i refer to myself as young at any other point than NOW) i wanted to be exactly where i'm at now. I am ME. I dance in wal mart with my daughters.. i can fuck who i want to fuck... text who i want to text... profess my love to whoever the fuck i want to, whether i want to or not. And what's truly fabulous about it? I'm still young enough to do whatever the hell i want to in my life. Alas, I'm 22 years old and i'm completely comfortable with my body. I know how I tick sexually.. and I have a lot more figured out about myself than most 40 year old women. so the chronicles of ME and my search to find my perfect man... haha. I'm a monogamous slut. I need to be someBODY's slut... not everybody's slut. I do need to be respected.. I am not a door mat. My submission is a gift. That is a rule i live by. I have to keep telling myself that as I come into contact with all of these disrespectful old fucks... BLAH. I can dig an actual compliment... but i'm not your slut. That's a pretty damn privileged title. I expect a man to work for it... i just went through 2 pages of messages and did a typical short and sweet reply. hopefully someone worth my time comes out of it.. |