Achievement of your happiness is the only moral purpose of your life, and that...– Ayn Rand
Man will always be attracted to the woman who reflects the deepest vision of...– Ayn Rand
Happy Updates and such
Updated my mp3 player. Feeling happy about that!!! An old friend re-emerged on Second Life and subsequently semi-First Life. He’s now my submissive. Or he is once again. It has been an amazing experience. Full of carnal pleasures… yet I’ve found that he is more than a toy or plaything or comfortable man plushie. I see him in a completely new light and with a new respect as well....
I Turn To You
(No video for this one because I couldn’t find the trance one I heard on my Pandora, alas… This song makes me think of someone who may never read this and that is fine. ^.^) I Turn To You by Melanie C When the world is darker than I can understand. When nothing turns out the way I planned. When the sky turns grey and there’s no end in sight. When I can’t sleep through...
Oh yeah… I need to see this too… so much. greeksbearinggifts: Kiss already Jack and Ianto! I am going through a freaking withdrawl! >:c I WANNA SEE THIS V WHAT EPISODE IS THIS?
The English Patient
(I love a good movie about obsession and obsessive love. Deep passionate, crazy. And why does Ralph Fiennes always seem to be in them?) . . Him: - Why were you holding his collar? Her: - What? Him: ''What''? That boy. That little boy. Him: You were holding his collar. You were gripping his collar. What for? Him: Hmm? ls he next? Him: Are you going to drag him into your little room? Where is...
Dominance and Irresponsibility
I have gotten to the point of frustration that I fall into tears. It hurts. We are the ones that are to be protected and directed by him. It is not the other way around. It isn’t happening. No guidance. No direction. No interest. No action. Only words and no change in behavior. I don’t know how to say again what I need when I’ve said it so many times before and it’s...
can be a form of self-torment… Am I trying to torment myself…? No… But I read the logs… and remember… Maybe I just have a process… and this is part of it… To go over what was… I’ve done it with others… First meeting… first laughs… first passions… slow realization that it’s something more… right down...
Beautiful. sensualitea: I don’t just want your heart I want your flesh, your skin and blood and bones, your voice, your thoughts your pulse and most of all your fingerprints, everywhere. –Isobel Thrilling
(Yes, this is something of a letter and in a way it is not.) From the moment I knew, that was the mode I slipped into. Moving on. It doesn’t mean that I do not feel. It doesn’t mean I do not hurt. I know you heard it in my voice. I couldn’t hide it from you, but I wasn’t going to fall apart on that call. Nor at anytime with you about this. No, I am not sitting here...
First Life: Snow
Oh The unholy nightmare I had to walk through in order to get home. I hate snow.
Twisty twisting twisted
I don’t even know how it came up. Just that it knocked me for six and opened a floodgate I’ve decided to keep closed for just when I am with her. Just conversation. To talk to her because I want to. Because I like to. I will be a friend. And somehow it makes me feel better knowing I am helping somehow in possible happiness. Do I have to be the source of it? No. I will train my mind...
I believe in God, only I spell it Nature.– Frank Lloyd Wright (via wixxa)
Poise and rationality
dinhtheresa: I like being alone, but I hate the feeling of being lonely. When you’re alone, you have time for yourself. Your thoughts finally catch up to you. You set your mind on things and everything is just clearer. Nothing’s bothering you and everything just feels right for once. When you feel lonely, you feel as if no one’s there for you. It feels like no one understands you or is willing...
Awake at 8am. And I wonder what is the point. I should just sleep in until it’s time to go to work and roll out of bed then. Could tear down the walls right now. I feel as though… something is emptying from me… slowly becoming empty. And if I’m bleeding. If it’s my blood that seeping from me, Feel like setting it on fire.
Tired of reaching out and not feeling anything. Not doing it anymore.
what can I say of my feelings. For the last three weeks, they’ve bounced around. Side to side, up and down, all around. Anger. Hurt. Fear. Yearning. Loneliness. Sadness. Mostly, they were down feelings. And I did not write of it. I could not find it in me to express what I felt. ~~~ There was one port in the storm. But she was so much more than that. Not a replacement for anyone. ...
As my sister Sora reminds this earthy pagan girl, the Moon controls tides of all sorts, including a woman’s cycles. My body told me what was going to happen but my mind thought the calendar was a little off. Much to my chagrin, while talking to above sister, my boyfriend outlines “the signs” that my period soon approaches. Increased arousal, horniness and masturbation. He was...