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I am looking for people to hang out with and hopefully play with.
I am a female (duh), smartass (like you couldn't tell) submissive who likes a lot of different things, but can't always list them all. Tell me your thing and I can tell you if I am interested. I have very few hard limits, and a few other soft limits that vary depending on the circumstances. One thing is for sure, though: I DON'T DO SCAT. Also, whether messaging me or speaking to me in person, I prefer not to be referred to in the third person unless previously negotiated.
I am not able to get online as often as I would like, so I ask that you be patient with me about getting back to you, if you choose to leave me a message. Creativity in your message increases the likelihood of a positive response on my part.
I have found that I am into pain and stuff like that, but that I need a fairly slow work-up to get to the level of floaty that I want.
Oh, and BTW, I am not as crazy as I look in my photo, but I am just as cute.
Have a great day!
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These days, all I seem to be able to do is get through the next ten minutes. I used to take it one day at a time, but then that got to be too much. One hour at a time worked for a bit, but now all I can manage is 10 minute stretches. Oddly enough, the man who deserted me as a child to the cold, hate-filled arms of my mother has given me a new rule to live by.
When thinking of killing myself, I have to stop and remember H.A.L.T.. That is, don't make major decisions when you are Hungry, Angry, Lonely, or Tired. Dammit. That makes too much sense for me to ignore.
Great. Now EVERYONE will know I am way too crazy to get involved with. Oh well, if there are any brave enough to take me on, at least they are forewarned.
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Why the hell can't I seem to meet anyone worth spending my time on? I try to keep an open mind about people, but it seems that most of them want a booty call and that's it. Grr. I want to play, but I also want a relationship. I understand that I am not an ideal candidate for a relationship, but why am I being treated like a leper? Don't people realize that there's more to me than a crazy fatass? Sigh.
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Hey there all! Miss me?
Wow, lots has happened. Recently broke up (ok, got dumped) with my boyfriend. In an attempt to rediscover myself in light of my new-found goal of building my life around my needs I am trying to meet new, kinky people.
I want to try new things! Please, please contact me if you want to help me in that regard.
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Wow, it's been a LONG-ass time since I last checked in with you-all.
Hmmm.... Well, first off I am doing okay these days, my crazy is pretty well under control, and I am coming to terms with some of the hard decisions that I have had to make. Mostly coming to terms with the fact that some of the arrangements I had to make that I thought were temporary are turning out to be permanent and that is hard. I am growing as a person and as a submissive (also rediscovering a little bit of the switch in me), so that is fun. I still need to get out more into the community so that I can make more friends.
The friends thing is going to be most difficult for me because I am very asocial and shy, as well as the fact that the people I want to get to know seem very clique-ish to me. Oh well! Wish me luck!
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Hello to all my friends and fans out there. I am having an awesome day and thought I might spread a little of my joy to you all. Don't you feel lucky?
Good things that happened today: I woke up in a great mood and had plenty of energy to plan what I wanted to do today. I got a lot of what I wanted to do today done. I also signed the papers allowing my Aunt and Uncle to adopt my youngest son, Xander. I know that this is the best thing I can do for him, and that now is the right time to do it.
Had some good "Girl time" with a friend and picked up my new shoes. Black patent leather Mary Janes. They are SO damn cute. It makes me want to go dancing in them right now. Oh well. Still have lots of cleaning to do tonight, so I guess that thats off the table.
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Hello everybody! I have been doing well for the most part, as I hope that all of you are. I have been having fun (thanks all) and have made progress on the apartment front, at the very least. Still don't have a job, but that should be resolved soon. Anyways, outlook is up and so is my attitude.
I realize now that I tend to treat the scene in one of two vastly different ways. If I am just playing, I tend to treat it extremely casually and tend to do things that are a bit unsafe, or if I am trying to have a relationship, I take it too seriously, like I am considering it like a marriage.
Neither one is healthy and neither one is going to get me what I want, so now my goal is to change my outlook on the scene.
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I have bowed to peer pressure (No peer pressure, man, its just your turn!) and have created a Myspace page. I am not sure if I am allowed to post the link on here or not, so I am going to and if they block it, oh well.
http://www.myspace.com/wildkitten8
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Look everybody! A new pic! Hooray for boobies!
They Mean: Center Blessing, Top Peace, my right Clarity, bottom Beauty, my left Spirit
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It occurs to me that my journal entries have been fairly negative, and I really don't want that to be the face everyone sees from me. So, from now on people, its happyfuntime!
Seriously, I know I need an attitude change. The fact that I know this and that no one has offered to beat the bad attitude out of me distresses me. Sigh.
I love this site, by the way. I have met so many interesting people on here. I feel lucky to live in a day and age that makes communication so instant and easy.
I have some leads on the job front, and just need to keep up on them. I may have found a place to live, but nothing is certain yet until I have a job.
I have made some friends here, too, which is great and a HUGE step up from the practically hermit-like life I led in AZ.
I had a really good time this weekend and hope to continue to do so on a regular basis.
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Still no luck on the bleeding for money front, and it looks like I am not going to get the chance to attempt it today. That means that realistically, I am going to have to wait til next week. Sigh. Oh well. My attitude is much improved from the last time I talked to you all. Yay for me!
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I really ought to look into getting a life. I wonder how much they cost? Do they have layaway? Anyway, I am on here again, this time at 5am, telling the world of my trials and triumphs. I went to go donate plasma for the $30 it gets me and for once my pulse was low enough the first time for me to go ahead with the process, but then they checked my hematocrit or some such nonsense, and that came back too low! Curses! She told me to come back today after taking an extra dose of my iron supplement. Sigh. I hope I can donate today, I really need the money. I have GOT to eat.
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Have you ever had the feeling that you were banging your head into a brick wall and that nothing you could ever do was going to change the situation you were in? Thats how I feel right about now. Anyway, bitch-session about to start, so for those of you uninterested, please change the channel or leave the room.
I moved (actually, was rather forcibly relocated) to Utah on Sept 3, and have been "floating" ever since. I am officially staying at my Dads' place and while I am there I need to be on my best (read vanilla) behavior. Its not that I don't think my dad can handle the information that one of his baby girls is kinky, but more that he has enough on his mind without my adding to it. I have been staying quite a bit at my ex-husband/best friends' place, and while he is kink-friendly (TG he opend That door for me), he is not currently inclined to play with me. The worst part about that is that he is not active in the local scene, and therefore, I have no way of meeting local perverts like myself, other than this wonderful website.
God, do I need to get whipped and hopefully fucked.
OK, bitch-session over.
Thanks for listening.
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I have just moved back to Salt Lake City after being gone for more than 10 years. I grew up here and love it, but as Fall creeps up on us, I find myself longing for my most recent home, Phoenix. I am still in the process of setting up house (ok, apartment) and I am a bit flustered by the many changes in my hometown city. But, what did I expect?
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| Age: 41 |
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