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| There is so much i can say about me, but rambling is not one of my habits. I am a BBW sub/brat/lady.
with tendencies toward slut/masochist/
I am looking for someone to explore all the possibilities.
I will mention that i am married so relocating is not an option. I do have his blessing to find A Dom/Master, who will train, and be understanding. Many things can be talked about once we meet and see if chemistry clicks.
Brat
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It would seem that I have offended someone in New York who believes in Romance Two. I have offended him because i am a big woman.
I would think that this site would be the least judgemental of all the sites.
I am not here to be judged. There is only one to do that and I am sure your name is not GOD;and since I do not have a Dom at this point, I can speak my mind,hopefully without offending someone again.
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some days this place drives me crazy.
when someone asks to talk with me to get to know me that is what i expect. But maybe i am expecting to much. The show me your P----, and lower it to my face is NOT getting to know someone. It is cyber sex. and although i am not opposed to cybersex there is a place and time and this forum is not it.
So please if all you want is sex please look somewhere else.
If my picture brings this out in people and not their dominance then maybe i should remove it, and place a plain one. |
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IF
If I held out my hand, would you take it?
If i stumbled and fell, would you help me stand?
If I told you my fear, would you listen?
If I shed a tear, would you comfort me?
If you see my flaws, would you overlook them?
If you see my timid smile, would you return it?
If you saw love, would you know it?
If you saw I was a person, would you accept me? |
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The ghost of 911 haunt us still.
Down inside you feel the chill as their faces, their voices ring clear as the toll of the bell.
Remember Me, Remember Me they say.
Remember how i died on that most black of days.
The pentegon with it walls gone.
The Pennsylvanis field, the death it did yield.
The tower twin and the thousands of souls within.
The brave firemen who rushed in.
The ghostly image of the dust covered woman.
No one forsaw this deadly omen.
Remember the fear, remember the anger, remember pain, remember the lives never to be held again.
As you think of all the lives lost, how they died and the emotional cost. remember the loved ones who cherish them still.
Remember each time you hear the toll of a bell.
The Ghosts of 911 are with us still. |
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It would seem that since I would not jump and bow down at the first talking with some i have been judged.
Player i am not play thing, play toy yes i am.
my cautiousness has kept me safe,sane, and disease free, Will i give that up? NO.
this is my one rant please forgive it as it is not my nature, |
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Masters Child.
As the layers peel away,see me, see all the tears, and all the fears, and dreams gone aray.
See the woman full grown, with hopes and wishes of her own. See the child inside, fragile, delicate emotions full of surprise.
With each layer gone see me grow strong. As me weaknesses are unfurled, let me shout to the world,SEE ME, this is whi i have been all along. As the petals are peeled away see me, hear me ,. with all my faults, fears and desires, strenght inside kindles the fires that burn inside: giving me the courage to stand before you and say: sSee me I am weak, fragile, strong, desirous, allowing you to lead me to the paths unknown.
See me I am a child of the Master. |
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Jaded rose,how you do bloom.
Shining with tarnished light in the dark of the moon.
Solitary you stand with your head held high,oblivious to the shadows that pass you by.
Your etheral beauty, confined to the nights moonlit rays, shunned by the shining beauties that bloom in the heat of the day.
Jaded rose how your tarnished beauty touches the core of emotions. |
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Sometimes the person looking in the mirror sees only the reflected shell. Sometimes the mirror reflects back what is hidden deep inside.
The mirror can distort how you see yourself, but it never takes away from the person you are.
Look into the mirror, see who you really are.Learn to live and love the person in the mirrors image. |
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