Okay, I stole this fromSomeone, who stole it from someone else, who stole it from someone else, who stole it from someone else etc, etc....
Go to google and type in "[your name] needs" and then list the first ten results:
01. Caitlin needs a diet!?!?
02. Caitlin needs help with this and could really use the support of the Senators.
03. Caitlin needs to go on a diet. (gawd damn!)
04. Caitlin needs a diet?? (alright, alright, I get it!)
05. Caitlin needs some fluids.
06. Caitlin needs to be swaddled too
07. Caitlin needs someone to fill in for "Blue".
08. Caitlin needs a drink of water.
09. Caitlin needs to grow and develop her own sense of self.
10. Caitlin needs money fast.
Huh...
Go to google and type in "[your name] needs" and then list the first ten results:
01. Caitlin needs a diet!?!?
02. Caitlin needs help with this and could really use the support of the Senators.
03. Caitlin needs to go on a diet. (gawd damn!)
04. Caitlin needs a diet?? (alright, alright, I get it!)
05. Caitlin needs some fluids.
06. Caitlin needs to be swaddled too
07. Caitlin needs someone to fill in for "Blue".
08. Caitlin needs a drink of water.
09. Caitlin needs to grow and develop her own sense of self.
10. Caitlin needs money fast.
Huh...
Okay, I'm going to see Mirrormask in Boston Tomorrow, I'll be at the 2:30 show, because I'm cheap. Who in MA/RI/CT is with me? I'll wear one of my SG pin's so y'all can recognize me.
I just wanted to put up a note here, My account expires on October 17th, and since I am between jobs/moving to FL I will have to let it close, at least for a few months. I'll be back. It's just going to take me a bit. 
Imandra
ImandraI feel so stuck. I have plans stirring inside of me, but because of my life right now they just keep banging into the side of my head, like a giant moth up against the window at night when you have the light in your room on. It's distracting to say the least. For the first time in my life I have an idea of what I want to do, where I want to go, I have a tentative time table set up, I know what I have to do to reach my goal. I feel like all I have to do is push the play button, but it's a new VCR, and someones rubbed all the words off the buttons on the front, and my parents are holding the remote over my head laughing at me.
My father has decided that the sacredness of all tattoos has been taken away by people like me. He told me that one of the men he takes Karate with has a tattoo on his arm. It marks a trial of endurance the men in his tribe (He's Native) go through. He says that because I didn't go through trials like that, my tattoo's take away from the meaning of his friend's. I have reasons for my tattoos, both of them mean something to me. I keep those meanings to myself, because they are sacred to me. When he asked what I had done to earn my tattoos. I told him nothing. I gave him the reason that is half true. I have the tattoos because I wanted them on my body. The next night he told me that he decided he would be more comfortable if I referred to them as 'body art' and not tattoos. That's not going to happen. They are tattoos, and I'm not going to change my terminology because he can't except that tattoos mean different things to different people. I am slightly hurt that he won't take the time to listen to my side of the story.
My mom basically told me that she thinks my life plan is morally wrong. I'd get into more details, but I don't really want to tell this story over and over. I've told my parents what I want to do, and I'll reveal what it is I'm doing as time goes by. I feel like I share too much, and I'm going to start keeping things for myself sometimes.
I'm looking forward to going up to see my GF this weekend. Her parties are always fun. There are going to be more people here than there were last year. Wish me good weather, towards the higher end of the temprature spectrum, because I'm going skinny dipping, and a little New Hampshire cold isn't going to stop me.
My father has decided that the sacredness of all tattoos has been taken away by people like me. He told me that one of the men he takes Karate with has a tattoo on his arm. It marks a trial of endurance the men in his tribe (He's Native) go through. He says that because I didn't go through trials like that, my tattoo's take away from the meaning of his friend's. I have reasons for my tattoos, both of them mean something to me. I keep those meanings to myself, because they are sacred to me. When he asked what I had done to earn my tattoos. I told him nothing. I gave him the reason that is half true. I have the tattoos because I wanted them on my body. The next night he told me that he decided he would be more comfortable if I referred to them as 'body art' and not tattoos. That's not going to happen. They are tattoos, and I'm not going to change my terminology because he can't except that tattoos mean different things to different people. I am slightly hurt that he won't take the time to listen to my side of the story.
My mom basically told me that she thinks my life plan is morally wrong. I'd get into more details, but I don't really want to tell this story over and over. I've told my parents what I want to do, and I'll reveal what it is I'm doing as time goes by. I feel like I share too much, and I'm going to start keeping things for myself sometimes.
I'm looking forward to going up to see my GF this weekend. Her parties are always fun. There are going to be more people here than there were last year. Wish me good weather, towards the higher end of the temprature spectrum, because I'm going skinny dipping, and a little New Hampshire cold isn't going to stop me.
I really want to curl up with another warm body right now, just bury my face in someone's chest, feel their arms wrapped around me. I want to smell them, part my lips and watch their skin react as I breath on them. I want to trace my lips up and down their bodies before I start licking slow lazy patterns following their curves. I want to suck on fingers, kiss palms, and bite wrists. I want to nuzzle and nip a neck and ears. I want to whisper how good they taste while I trace their lips with my fingers. I want to bite lips, and lick teeth. I want to feel someone open their mouth to me as I scratch down their back and look them directly in the eye.
I want to move my hands to more private places. I want to feel their first gasp across my ear as I'm kissing their neck again. I want to work my way back down their body, slightly more fevered this time. I want to feel their skin be warmer. I want to feel them twitch in anticipation as I hover just above where they want my mouth to go. I want to feel them jump, and hear them groan when I finally finish my decent. I want to see their eyes roll back in their heads. I want to taste them. I want to watch their stomach rise and fall with their jagged breaths. I want to hear them breath Oh God! and clutch the sheets. I want to feel their whole body tense when I bring them to the brink, and I want to hear the air flow out of them as I grant them their release.
I want to move my hands to more private places. I want to feel their first gasp across my ear as I'm kissing their neck again. I want to work my way back down their body, slightly more fevered this time. I want to feel their skin be warmer. I want to feel them twitch in anticipation as I hover just above where they want my mouth to go. I want to feel them jump, and hear them groan when I finally finish my decent. I want to see their eyes roll back in their heads. I want to taste them. I want to watch their stomach rise and fall with their jagged breaths. I want to hear them breath Oh God! and clutch the sheets. I want to feel their whole body tense when I bring them to the brink, and I want to hear the air flow out of them as I grant them their release.
Quick update to let you all know that I am alive, I'm just going through a lot at home right now, showing the house, dealing with a mother who goes through 5-10 breakdowns every time we have a house showing. Dealing with the fact that my dog is probably going to have to be put to sleep. Worrying about finding a house down in FL. Being really fucking horny with no one to fuck, and no toys to play with. Having no money at all. Dealing with the fact that I'll be leaving everybody I know behind when I move, and a few other things, are making it a little difficult to keep up here. I'll try to be more active when I get settled.
Wanna help with one thing? Buy me something from my wishlist
Wanna help with one thing? Buy me something from my wishlist
Amazon has sex toys, some are really cheap. I wish I had money. It's bad to be looking at this when you're really horney, don't believe me? go look at my wishlist
