Yep. (And as a side-note, fuck me but Guy Pearce is looking old in The King's Speech - I remember him as a slip of a lad in Neighbours.)
OK.
My place or yours?
Or in the fitness thread?
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Yep. (And as a side-note, fuck me but Guy Pearce is looking old in The King's Speech - I remember him as a slip of a lad in Neighbours.)
For me, it's kind of like a memento I can't lose. Each one was part of a very specific journey.
And this is why I don't quite get the fuss about 'omg you got someone's name tattooed on you!'
If you're not an 18 year old who's celebrating their 6 week anniversary, then than person means something of great value to you, and I see nothing wrong with wanting to remember that in later times, even if things go south in between.
Beauregard"* permanently engraved on my body.I think I'd be blowing my own horn if that were the case.I'll meet you in the middle of the Atlantic. Unless your knob is long enough to stretch to the UK from where you are...
http://ll.tattoojohnny.com/prod/images/wiki/a/a4/a4dea8055af69d4d05fa8b485bf3deb7/viggo-mortenson-eastern_l.jpgSorry, I'm pragmatic. It's my nature.
*Not his real name. His real name was Viggo Mortensen.
Yeah, this is my problem.
If it's worth remembering, you have it tattooed on your brain already - no need for it on your skin.
And as to it being an expression of individuality/uniqueness, well, every one of us is unique already.
I must have a mental blind spot about tattoos.
http://ll.tattoojohnny.com/prod/images/wiki/a/a4/a4dea8055af69d4d05fa8b485bf3deb7/viggo-mortenson-eastern_l.jpg
a) what movie is that?
b) is it just me, or does that tattoo say Keroin?
Finally earned another pass!
He's not making this game easy. I'm totally digging it.
Now, off to try and burn out the one I've been working on for 4 days! Finally get permission and I can't seem to push myself over the edge.
Duly noted.
I just kinda figured you were on your period and thus were a bit touchy.
It's not standards so much or even good conversation as it is pure lack of experience. I've never actually propositioned anyone before. And I'm not entirely sure what to do with them if they offer. I've also discovered that some people find it rather... frustrating... when their partner keeps asking permission to do things. Or touch things. To top it off, it isn't like I'm the most attractive gal around. I don't even know if I would qualify in the bottom half, let alone the bottom 2/3rds.
I want to fuck - hard, fast, rough, and dirty. With someone who understands where it's coming from (no pun intended) and won't be absolutely disgusted if I shed a tear or two. Not that I expect any kind of snuggling or extra kindness or such, just a bit of understanding and patience.
And no, the shyness doesn't help matters any. Hence the screen name.![]()
As long as it's not working, I got these for you:Are you still trying to goad me? Really? Pfft. I'll keep in mind that "lazy fuck" is a whine-button for you.

Yeah, I just want some nice, rough sex. Maybe with a side of biting and breath play. I also think it'll help break the emotional D/s bond with my ex-People. That was always one of the things that never set well while I was with them - the idea of fucking someone else when so much of my attention was focused on them.Yeah, advertise. Set the bar from the start. Include phrases like "I like to ask for permission." Are you on Fetlife? CollarMe? Seriously, if all you're looking for is cock, you are the only thing holding you back. I personally know plenty guys that are not overly concerned how a woman looks when it comes to NSA sex on the down-low.
I'm not trying to be mean, darlin'. If anything, I'm trying to get you to look at you wants and needs critically, and see if you are being honest when you say that all you wants is a non-submissive fuckbuddy, or if it is you being facetious? If it is the latter, your own purposeful misconceptions are helping to keep you frustrated and miserable.
Time and time again, I see unhappy people and figure out that the root of their unhappiness is confusing their wants and needs, and working too hard to satisfy the former and not hard enough on the latter. Needs first, then wants, and you will never, ever satisfy either unless you know what the fuck they are. This requires honest introspection, and it may well be painful.
But, hey, who said life was easy, right?
But if they're of so much value, wouldn't you just remember them anyway? I mean, I'll never forget my mom, even without her name on my skin. I'll never forget any of the people in my life who were dear to me but are no longer physically present.
The funny thing is, without tattoos and piercings, (I'm assuming you are unpierced), very soon we will be the unique ones, lol. Especially among my nephew's generation who, to quote a friend, "seem to have fallen face first into a tackle box".
But, jokes aside, if a tattoo makes someone happy, cool. The heart wants what the heart wants.
(Sooooo glad I never got those badger claws tattooed on my ass, the ones I really wanted when I was 17. Whew, dodged a bullet there.)
My boss just had her new boyfriends name tattooed on her neck, 34 days after meeting him. That, I think, is dumb dumb dumb.
It's entirely possible that a rare and quite sneaky PlasmaDom has entered your life and is just beginning to train you as his meatsub. The PlasmaDom is known to follow a randomized training method that relies on establishing high levels of cortical confusion. In these conditions, the meatsub becomes more easily trainable as he or she begins to count on the appearance of bruises and aches as evidence that the PlasmaDom cares for them and wants to share their vaporous life.*
The trouble with having a PlasmaDom, of course, is that you can never tell if yours wants you for who you are and will care for you forever or if he or she is around only for the sugar in your pantry. They must have sugar to survive.
Has the sugar in your cupboard been disappearing just as the bruises have been showing up on your body?
I thought about my first tattoo for nearly 16 years before I actually had it inked to my skin. I have to admit I loved the feeling that washed over me as it was applied. I've recently added a little something to it to keep someone special always close, but I doubt I'll get more.
I think people rush too fast into tattoos and Keroin's comment about the badger claws simply made me laugh.
Great Scott, I have been restocking my sugar container more and more frequently.*And I have been thinking more and more about*diaphanous alternate lifestyles...
But now I don't know how to handle my predicament!
Gee, I was planning on going to Mexico, but this sounds way more dire; I'll let you know of the purchase right away. You showing up for the Masters is a part of the solution, right?Fortunately, there is an elegant solution.
PlasmaDoms are, by their very nature, attracted to other large collections of plasma. If you suspect that an unwanted PlasmaDom might be trying to invade your life, purchase a plasma television set of at least 65 inches diagonal measure (size matters here) and tune it to an all-sports network. I guarantee that within a few days your sugar supply will once again be stable and you will no longer find mysterious bruises showing up on your body at random intervals.
Then invite me over to watch The Masters with you (April 7 to 10, 2011).
Gee, I was planning on going to Mexico, but this sounds way more dire; I'll let you know of the purchase right away. You showing up for the Masters is a part of the solution, right?
I suppose I need to get cable, too. The price I pay for exorcisms of PlasmaDoms...
Be sure to get the High Definition service package as well. PlasmaDoms are particularly sensitive about the quality of the images into which they retreat as they leave this world.
I don't have the budget for this! I suppose I could take out a loan, but this is kind of...
Well... I do like my sugar..
Fine, I'll do whatever it takes! Then I can get on with my new, technologically-improved life and only get bruises from Doms who are considerate to my state of conscious awareness.