Do you see me there, in the recesses of Your mind?
When You realize that you have let me in
What sort of Dark and lovely secrets will i find?
Will You see me there I wonder, deep within.
i crave Your touch more than you will ever begin to know
Your hand wrapped about my throat closing tightly
Choking out every thought of any will of my own
But, You are open too, my will seeps into you ever so slightly
So, i am going to sit here and try something new. A weekly review, maybe i'll figure out some goals... and maybe just a post to say i made it through another week.
So, my eating has gotten a lot better this week. i am really happy with my progress. Water is iffy, i have been good five of the last seven days, which is some major progress, but still feels like a failure, due to backsliding bad yesterday and today. But, today isn't quite over yet, so who knows.
i have done a lot of introspection this week, and learned some things about myself that i had not realized before. One of those things is the underlying reason that i changed out my status from switch to submissive. Every time i give into my Domme side, i have very bad Dom drop after. i don't know if i really want advice or tips how to avoid that yet, but just knowing the reason is a step i needed to take to move forward. i may never explore it again, it was never necessary for my happiness in the first place. i have always been a submissive first and foremost, and i think i am rather happy to not have the expectations be they good or not of a switch anymore. i grew and changed. my needs and wants have grown and changed.
Music for the week... various rock tunes.
Here's to high hopes for the next week. <3
You never know if a woman needs a snack or a spanking. So you should always approach her with food in one hand and a belt in the other, and see which one she smiles at first.
i needed that smile, and i hope it makes someone else smile too <3
i want to be wanted
i want to be seen
i want to be valid
i want somewhere to lean
i want to be found
i want to be taken
i want to be me
i'm tired of being forsaken
no more fatigue
no more solitude
no more chaos
no more ...
Candles flicker and glow in the ever stretching darkness of the liminal space around them. It is in this moment, that the two of them can be seen, a dream broadcasted to the world. she has long lost herself in her surrender. All of her senses have become alight with intensity. Soft, glazed over eyes, flutter closed as His hands graze over her body with skill and grace well practiced. Every touch is liquid fire to her heated core, whether He is touching her there or not. All of His touches reach her core, they always have. Would she be able to think in this moment, she might surmise that His touches always would. Even with her eyes closed, she sees Him. Every inch of His body is forever etched into her mind, heart and very soul. His voice rings in her mind, all the words, whether they be spoken in gentle soothing tones, or growled with animalistic Lust; generate more and more fire within her. They pulse and vibrate throughout her, on every level of her consciousness. She inhales sharply, at a soft touch quickly turned rough; the scent of the two of them rushing into her mind in a combination that is so uniquely them. Candles, and incense of His choice, meld together with Himself, her, and the wafting aroma of their shared Lust in a perfect expression of their Bond. Then, in a solitary moment, that seems to last an eternity..... Oblivion finds her. A sweet release that feels like dying and being reborn over and over, until bright darkness is all that remains. The darkness once again laying claim over this liminal space.
I miss running through the woods. I miss feeling like I could actually run through the woods. I feel safer in woods that I do not know, than in a city that I do.
I want to be chased through the woods, caught and... you can fill in the blank there ^.^
Rawr.
Roses are red
My ass should be too
Or speckled with spots
Of the black and blue