LisaOfShades

Female Submissive, 25, Port Elizabeth

Female Submissive, 30, Houston, Texas

Female Submissive, 22, london

I just wrote a message to someone who desperatedly wants to meet me but is too chicken shit to even call me: Well, I had a speech prepared to slaughter you. Because it hurt me and pissed me to no end to have a great time with someone who doesn't want to talk to me, who doesn't want to see me, but then expect me to care while he vomit his life story on me. Back in the good old days, girls had so much problems with their lovers who didn't want to drop their shields to speak up their feelings and minds, and it caused problems. (like stupid shrek who never asked for 15 minutes of lone time, instead he threw his family away for a day, and bam. erk... I watch even the animations I hate) Now, guys don't even want to get out of their armor, they don't even want to get out of their castles. They are lonely and desperated, they want to meet more than anything in the world, get on meetup sites... but chicken out, and the more they do, the more they forget the true purpose of the site, a mean to meet and not a way to pretend they are having a meeting. And the more they chicken out, the harder it gets. Because they get lazy, they get used to stay hidden, and they forget how... they caress their "dream of later" and don't want to loose their illusions... I've lost my entire best twenties, the best 10 years of my entire life, doing that!!!! NO MORE! Yes it felt real, more real than real, yes I was happy, happier than I've ever been... but no one ever took me in their arms... no one came with me to do things I like... no one laughed at me, but no one laughed with me. What people are running away from... isn't just the pain... they are running away from true happiness too. I'm sick of illusions! I want something real. Even if it's not perfect. I just won't fuck it. I just want to laugh, live, get out, get cold, trip on the ice and have a good laugh with someone there to call me an ambulance if the buss pass on me. I'm tired to be all alone with txt and fake dreams and illusions... with other people "later give me some time"... and then they go back or stay with mom because they are too lonely... at 30... or buy cats... or smoke pot... or get drunk... of fuck someone then run off... all that, all that pain... to avoid possible pain... FUCKING CALL ME! Or die in your fucking castle!

Figured out something new! did you know that there is the sound dick in the word dictionnary? I'll never see it the same~~~ *ponders poetically* (Now I'm off to vanish for another long long time. If you have the chance to have my phone number, an interest in me, and balls, how about calling me, euh, or you're too chicken shit?)

Explanation on my hair fetish (requested) I love men with long, very long hairs. So long that you can grip and pull it like a leash (domination) and grab the neck, pulling the roots upwards, and giving him a shivering releif from the weight, and by twisting the hairs in his flesh, teasing the nerves. Things that you absolutely can't do with a shaved head. I have this obsession with medieval, vampires, and the crow. The link is they all have long hairs. The ondulations in the wind is very sexy. A caracter in a videogame completely changed my way to see life and he had long hairs. Like all males that ever pleased me by their manly dominating temper. They were all effeminate. I don't like someone who has pubes all over him. I like someone with a slender body, with the inside curves like women do... A big fat wide beefy guy with more muscles than brain is as attractive as a freezer to me, and they are actually called something like that in french. It,s not attractive to me. It might also be because I chose to be a man when I was too young to know we couldn't choose... I will always be a tomboy at heart, so an effimninate guy is the perfect complement. I wanted someone with long hairs, but it's rare, I got denied, so I cared it even more. I got my hairs cut short but the hair dresser messed up, so I got obsessed with getting them as long as possible. A guy who shave his head because it's too much of a bother to brush a mere inch... isn't going to be able to take care of my high needs... but someone who succeded the exploit, oh so painful and hard exploit, to have beautiful healthy hairs reach his elbrow... proves that he has enough gentleness to avoid breaking them, patience, and can suffer in the name of grace and beauty. It's so damn sensual... I love dicks, but I'd much rather run my fingers through hairs than have a big fat one. Which hurts. I love hairs... long haired guys are so bautiful... I just want to hold them, make them my pet, grab them by the hairs, and mate them melt with delight... until they can't leave. So that's why ^_^

People used to be trapped behind their shields... now they don't even want to get out of their castle People can do one night everynights and do sado-mazo with strangers... but they can't even speak to another human being... there is something terribly wrong with that... ages ago, people couldn't get down their shields with girls... kept to themselves and it caused problems with their lover... now, they stay in their armor too... and they don't even want to get out of their castle... they barely send the stupid bird with some words... and waste their life away... while somebody could have been taking them in their arms all along.

I actually had a wonderful day today. I met a new friend. We had a wonderful walk, wonderful talk. Shared horrible experiences, kept scores about who embarrassed him/herself more. It was so warm and wonderful. I tried to shop for a leather mask but it cost a fortune for nothing. I have something way more trapped-like with scarfs than many I saw. Not as pretty but I do it alone so I don't care. I'd probably buy leather and make something myself. had fun trying whips on my friend. We didn't fuck but had a great laugh. Many of them. And it lasted hours. We ate sushi, all you can eat, and almost threw up on each other for over eating. It was horrifying. I had to scream my lungs out about to faint from the overloud music in cafe chaos. But god I had fun. Even if my throat hurts still. I even saw a guy with over-long hairs who let me pet them. So meeting that friend who didn't have much still ended up with me getting my fetish XD I pet his too. We talk about how much we tend to focus on sex and forget small things like that which feels so wonderful. As much as all the rest can be amazing, simple, meaningful things... full of warmth and gentleness... are overlooked. Orgasms are over rated. And I can have a dozen of them in an hour when I am in heat once a month and masturbate. My libido went berserk since I got more serious than BDSM puns and things like that in my daily life... but still as I move into that more... I can feel myself walk away from the other side of the spectrum, and this is why I have the limit to have sex only with a lover... Because tenderness is way too easily overlooked and forgotten... because consuming sex can overwhelm and consume you... Because there is something else, something precious, and I want to be the keeper of it.

Tip: Audio and video journals receive the most interest from other users DO YOU KNOW WHY!!!?????? It's because it's human! It has the sound of a voice, you can see flesh. Break the glass people, break FREE! (and by free I don't mean doing absolutely everything blindly even if you don't actually like it just because you're free to do it, AND free to choose not to) Get real people, for the love of everything that you are missing out of the fucking web... embrace life... live... yes it huts, yes it looks less perfect... but it's genuine, it's real... it's meaningful... it's warm... it's everything that you are compulsively and desperately seeking for. Be stupid, be awkward, be wrong... be alive!!!!!

Sorrows. I was looking forward to meet my little fox. But he gave up on me because I don't consider the internet as a lifestyle. He didn't have the time to be proved wrong by tasting my gentle cuddle through his hairs. I don't like losing what I want. And it gives me great sorrow that even people wanting to meet me end up turning on me and preferring to stay hidden. But this is the first time they give me such reason. Not wanting to meet me for real because I don't worship the internet anymore. What's the point??? We're here to meet... It,s like refusing to go do sport with someone who doesn't speak Klingon in his free time. Man, this isn't about that. This isn't about the internet... it's about flesh, and tenderness, and something more real than black dots on a white screen. It,s about companionship, and warmth... Unless your computer overheat and set itself in fire... even if you get a billion friends on facebook... it will never give you the shivering warm pleasure that I can give you... not even with sex, just by touching your neck. You freaking moron!

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