disynthetic

That song made me feel wistful, it seemed sort of romantically self-pitying. It made me feel beautiful and dead at the same time. Then again, that is how I always feel.
xip

Your analysis of the story I wrote, about it being like a girl trying to escape a dominating male and finding herself unable, was chilling, because that story was based on a time in my life when I was leaving, or trying to leave, my then-boyfriend, who was more of a Dom than a Boyfriend, who was very fucked-up and sadistic and manipulative, and I did have a very hard time getting up the nerve to walk away from a man who had basically created himself as my god, and told me that is who he was and who he would always be and that there was a part of me that would always think of him as my lord.

But it just turned out he was an immature son of a bitch using mind games to get into the pants of someone who would normally be way too hot for him.

Ha! Oh well.
xip