Perfectly Flawed
Saturday, March 29th, 2008I have a lot of flaws. Some I embrace, pieces and parts of me that make me unique; some I accept with weary defeat, having finally realized I’ll have them forever; but one flaw in particular is a bitch to kick.
I don’t know how to disagree about something important. I simply do not know how.
(I [...]
“Life is like an onion: you peel it off one layer at a time, and sometimes you weep”
Tuesday, November 27th, 2007I haven’t been allowed to shave my cootch for… awhile. A few weeks anyway. The cum coated cunt photo, if you look real close, shows the fuzz on the “horizon”.
I don’t know why he’s not letting me shave. Some whim, or wild hair up his ass, or.. whatever. I’ve never understood his back and forth [...]
“If nothing ever changed, there’d be no butterflies.”
Sunday, November 25th, 2007“All changes, even the most longed for, have their melancholy; for what we leave behind us is a part of ourselves; we must die to one life before we can enter another.” ~Anatole France
Change is inevitable. We grow, learn, life leads us into unforeseen directions. It’s a constant.
Though it’s hard. I’m as reluctant to embrace [...]
“It is the little bits of things that fret and worry us. We can dodge an elephant, but we can’t a fly”
Tuesday, November 20th, 2007Last night I had an attack of no-fair-itis. Over the dog.
See, the weather is getting crappy, as it’s prone to do this time of year in Wisconsin. It’s cold and windy, damp, gray. Cold. Did I mention cold already?
Taking the dog out falls on me 99% of the time. It’s not as simple as just [...]
Poop Cake. Or… Something deeper.
Monday, November 12th, 2007My eyes haven’t forgiven me yet. I’ve still not recovered from the chocolate-poop association. I could be traumatized forever!
I saw a poop cake in the bakery section of our local Piggly Wiggly. I’ve never considered myself to be prudish… but I gotta tell ya. Seeing a poop cake has had me gobsmacked ever since.
It was [...]
Enjoy
Saturday, November 10th, 2007Stripped bare, through tears and pain and hurt. Down to the roots, where new beginnings can be found. All that is left, all of the covers and protection ripped away, only truth stares back at you. With that truth, one starts anew.
Since Master is leaving tomorrow, I’m doing nothing more than basking in his presence.
I’ll be [...]
My Way or the Highway.
Thursday, November 8th, 2007That’s been my attitude lately. I’ve been in a very egoistic, self-righteous place.
In some ways I think Master and my personality types are closely aligned. I’m not a weak person. I may be in physical ways, but not in personality, in expression, presentation. I don’t easily “just take it”, nor do I take it quietly [...]
Internal
Wednesday, May 25th, 2005Seems the week is getting away from me. Wednesday already and only one post in. I wonder, sometimes, if I would post more or less than three a week if I wasn’t under a requirement. Probably vary I suppose, depending on what was on my mind.
Night before last, I fell asleep right away, and snapped [...]
Taking it all for Granted.
Thursday, May 19th, 2005I knew when I entered into this lifestyle the demands that would be made upon me, upon my body and my freedoms. In theory I ‘knew’ them. I had smiled and twitched when I imagined the scenarios of someone else controlling my daily life. Daydreams and fantasies. I swear, sometimes my own naivety embarrasses me.
I [...]
Self Needling
Monday, April 25th, 2005Needles-s (get it? needles..hehe) to say, I was mega-bored last night. And yes, they are pretty superficially stuck in there but they *are* quilters needles after all. I’m gonna go shopping for the right kind this week. I miss needle play. I’ve never been able to take it in the puss though, breasts and ass… [...]
