it started out pretty mundane. two guys a girl and a dominatrix. sipping a pot of coffee. little leather, latex, and some suspension bondage later i was sitting atop a pile of strap-ons and ball gags casually munching on a slice of delicious eggplant parmesan pizza observing as my friend, a man, in vinyl, thigh-high, fetish boots and minnie mouse skirt is lying on his back, feet over head, knees on floor, elbows through knees, sucking his own dick .my other friend, a photographer, is snapping away. the strobes are flashing, the music is blaring, whilst the dom stands by armed with lubed latex glove, when i got to thinking...
is this not what everyone does when they are sober on a sunday night?
i could explain. but it just sounds so much worse this way and it amuses me.
anyway,
do you ever find yourself in the middle of a situation. a typical night, for you and your main couple compadres. and then you are like damn, i am fucking "wierd" by todays standards. i think nothing of it and am having a grand old perfectly innocent evening in my eyes, but if i were to go into work tomorrow (the new job is going well, by the way!) and be like yeah so last night i was "insert activities here" ...or tell it to my mother... or just in casual conversation at the bar when some random douchebag comes up and asks how my weekend went....they would probably be like "what the fuck, repent your sins!" actually, alot of people around here would probably would not even have the slightest clue what i was talking about...
i live in a pretty conservative little town right now. i feel like i can relate to people on the site more than people i meet around here, with the exception of my very very few close friends in the area. so, thank you to all the lovely people on here for being normal, as i see it. because normal is relative. and my state of normalcy is certainly not equal to many in my vicinity. which is totally fine, i'll befriend anyone and alot of my friends are completely and totally unlike me but we dig on it cause variety is the spice of life. i don't deny them their normalcy, everyone is entitled to a normal of their own. everyone's normal is like their very own little planet and all the rest is outer space...the unknown...the aliens...but its still nice to meet people that are in your normal...feel me?
it is 2:30 in the morning...i'm doing laundry. i forgot when you work at a restaurant your clothing smells like slaughtered flesh sprinkled with ranch dressing and you have to wash it every fucking day. my insomnia was really bad last week. i barely slept at all. so yesterday i guess i reached peak exhaustion around 11 a.m. and slept all day. then i read ishmael which was a pretty amazing book. i thought it would be dumb and refused to read it for a long time because anything involving fictional gorilla tales can't be good right? wrong. loved it. then i slept more and went to work and took a shower and photoshooted it up. i finally am not poor. the job is bearable for now...i'm going to pittsburgh the 18th-21st for my old roommates graduation party. i can't fucking wait. life is good. i'm sober more. my stresses are easing. my debt is getting smaller.
everybody breathe a sigh of relief for me...
ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
is this not what everyone does when they are sober on a sunday night?
i could explain. but it just sounds so much worse this way and it amuses me.
anyway,
do you ever find yourself in the middle of a situation. a typical night, for you and your main couple compadres. and then you are like damn, i am fucking "wierd" by todays standards. i think nothing of it and am having a grand old perfectly innocent evening in my eyes, but if i were to go into work tomorrow (the new job is going well, by the way!) and be like yeah so last night i was "insert activities here" ...or tell it to my mother... or just in casual conversation at the bar when some random douchebag comes up and asks how my weekend went....they would probably be like "what the fuck, repent your sins!" actually, alot of people around here would probably would not even have the slightest clue what i was talking about...
i live in a pretty conservative little town right now. i feel like i can relate to people on the site more than people i meet around here, with the exception of my very very few close friends in the area. so, thank you to all the lovely people on here for being normal, as i see it. because normal is relative. and my state of normalcy is certainly not equal to many in my vicinity. which is totally fine, i'll befriend anyone and alot of my friends are completely and totally unlike me but we dig on it cause variety is the spice of life. i don't deny them their normalcy, everyone is entitled to a normal of their own. everyone's normal is like their very own little planet and all the rest is outer space...the unknown...the aliens...but its still nice to meet people that are in your normal...feel me?
it is 2:30 in the morning...i'm doing laundry. i forgot when you work at a restaurant your clothing smells like slaughtered flesh sprinkled with ranch dressing and you have to wash it every fucking day. my insomnia was really bad last week. i barely slept at all. so yesterday i guess i reached peak exhaustion around 11 a.m. and slept all day. then i read ishmael which was a pretty amazing book. i thought it would be dumb and refused to read it for a long time because anything involving fictional gorilla tales can't be good right? wrong. loved it. then i slept more and went to work and took a shower and photoshooted it up. i finally am not poor. the job is bearable for now...i'm going to pittsburgh the 18th-21st for my old roommates graduation party. i can't fucking wait. life is good. i'm sober more. my stresses are easing. my debt is getting smaller.
everybody breathe a sigh of relief for me...
ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
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ladyR
When I was younger and lived in the city I used to think that a documentary could be made - and get me burned alive in my hometown - of just following me around as I wandered about and ran into various "experiences". I WORRy about those who DON'T experience some of that in life...ya know?