I will preface this blog to warn you that it might be ranthing/whiny.
First off, I'll say that it has been far too ling since I've been apart of this lovely community! I've missed looking at pics and reading posts as well as being part of discussions with in the groups. You are all wonderful and I really have missed being online.
This next part is where I might rant...
In the past year or so I have undergone a few changes, most of them good, some are iffy, and I regret nothing. I have a lovely beau that treats me well and spanks me often! I have gotten my nipples pierced, I have gotten scarification on my back, moved out of my first apartment, into my mom's, then back out into the world... I am attending my first semester at college, I have had two of three friends die in the past couple of months, and two jobs that make me red in the face, two jobs that I love- both were/are working with children. I have lost some friends, met some good people, and have survived each 'crisis' thus far.
I might get fired from my day job today, but it sucks anyway.
I want to live life, and mean it. I don't want to be stuck in a job or a place that makes me feel mindless or feeble or like I've lost all dignity.
So if I lose the job, well, que cera, cera! I will not be bogged down by those too bored to do anything but try and accumulate 'power' though talking down to others.
I hope you all are living life, and trying to understand what that really means. I know I am trying to, at least.
Ciao,
Me <3
First off, I'll say that it has been far too ling since I've been apart of this lovely community! I've missed looking at pics and reading posts as well as being part of discussions with in the groups. You are all wonderful and I really have missed being online.
This next part is where I might rant...
In the past year or so I have undergone a few changes, most of them good, some are iffy, and I regret nothing. I have a lovely beau that treats me well and spanks me often! I have gotten my nipples pierced, I have gotten scarification on my back, moved out of my first apartment, into my mom's, then back out into the world... I am attending my first semester at college, I have had two of three friends die in the past couple of months, and two jobs that make me red in the face, two jobs that I love- both were/are working with children. I have lost some friends, met some good people, and have survived each 'crisis' thus far.
I might get fired from my day job today, but it sucks anyway.
I want to live life, and mean it. I don't want to be stuck in a job or a place that makes me feel mindless or feeble or like I've lost all dignity.
So if I lose the job, well, que cera, cera! I will not be bogged down by those too bored to do anything but try and accumulate 'power' though talking down to others.
I hope you all are living life, and trying to understand what that really means. I know I am trying to, at least.
Ciao,
Me <3