Pardon my rant, because this is what this is going to be. I’ve been fuming for a few hours now and since I can’t work out (stupid dislocated shoulder) all I have is the power of the pen....well keyboard.
I am not perfect, I screw up regularly and I do try to own my own crap and be straight forward/honest, but I am technically human. However, I was raised by an avid Emily Post nut so I do have manners (most of the time) and don’t normally tell perfect strangers to pound sand. With that said…do not accuse me of playing you…I said that I wasn’t interested, but was still willing to talk, because I will rarely turn down the opportunity to hear someone else’s point of view on things. That’s how we learn, evolve, opposable thumbs can only get one so far.
No I am not your normal anything. I’m an odd duck in a perfectly square world surrounded by round pegs. To quote Beck “In the time of chimpanzees I was a monkey..” I embrace my strangeness, weirdness, and I am still trying to figure it all out. Read my profile, I think it’s pretty straight forward that I am not a 24/7 submissive, nothing wrong with that but it’s not me and its not who I want to be at this time. I also think its pretty obvious that I can hold my own…”I’ve got highways for stretch marks, see where I’ve grown….” And the other Ani Difranco piece that jumped into my mind is “when I'm approached in a dark alley, I don't lift my skirt…”
I don’t have to be nice to you simply because you call yourself a “Dom” and you view me as a sub. Screw that…I don’t need it nor want it. As the hood rat comes out in me, Bring it on! and I will take you down sideways from Sunday! Sorry and Yes, I am done and maybe I am just not a traditional sub (whatever that is.) or a sub at all. I got this...let me figure this out, with whomever I want to figure it out with! I think I need to listen to some SnP from 1993 because now I have this in my head ….
'What's the matter with your life?
Why you gotta mess with mine?
Don't keep sweatin' what I do
'Cause I'm gonna be just fine check it out......
.....Cause I refuse to be played like a penny cent trick deck of cards
No, I ain't hard like the bitches on a boulevard
My face ain't scarred, and I don't dance in bars....."
