Ramblings

The longing thoughts of are you real and do you exist still linger in my head. I'm still searching you are you still searching me?

It's funny how two words can escape another's lips and you just melt. How these two words set a fire inside of you to be a better submissive type. How can two words make you purr like a cat and yet make you feel like a lion stalking it's prey at the same time?

You know who You are. You look right through my soul even though we are many miles away. You know exactly what to say and what words to use. When I see your name flash across my phone my heart begins to beat fast. My body trembles with anticipation. My heart urns for you. I can't wait to get to know you better daily.

Just because I have the title submissive doesn't mean you get to walk all over or control every aspect of everything. News Flash: I had a life before you with family and friends and all kinds of other involvements. You don't get to come in my life and tell me that I am not allowed to have friends outside of you. I am in school full time, I work part time and I have doctors appointments and other things I don't need your crap. I am truly independent because life has made me this way. I can be very submissive when you have earned it but one week hasn't earned shit.

So I know this is going to come across like I'm being a dick but here goes nothing.

If you are older then 55 years of age you are old enough to be my Dad and I ain't into you.

If I could have a kid your age I am too old for you.

Some days it feels as if I will never find the right thing and I feel so lost

I know that sounds like I am being a dick but here's the thing. You don't have the best pussy in the world and you don't have the biggest dick. You aren't the only pussy around for me to eat. For me connection goes far beyond what kinks you have and don't have.