zarina

I have forks in my hair right now. It makes me feel like Ariel. I loved Ariel so much when I was little. I had the original Ariel barbie and all. I later turned it into "The Nicole Barbie", as in my gorgeous and wonderful friend Nicole from the band Scratching Post, who I love more then you can understand. You can probably thank them for me being on this site. They turned me into the person I am today. Before Scratching Post entered my world, I was rather lame and really REALLY suburban. I was really big in my good little catholic school girl ways. Did you know that I did not have a drop of alcohol until December 2000? Never smoked or did any sort of drugs until November 2002. My first boyfriend wasn't until February 2000 and that only lasted a week and I don't even remember holding his hand let alone fucking him. Actually, I've never fucked a guy, but I think that's just because I'm a huge dyke. I used to make out with guys a lot. I went through a period where I had a lot of foursomes and threesomes. My friend used to referr to me as "the sluttiest virgin" she ever knew. It was some good times... I used to have a rule with the guys. They could do whatever the hell they wanted with me, as long as I didn't have to see, feel or touch their penis. My god to do I hate penis'. They're so gross and ugly. Honestly, they weird me out. I don't think I'd mind guys so much if they didn't have penis'. However, in a general sense, they seem to be rather lost in their sexual games if they can't use it. They never really know what to do and when they figure it out, they suck at it. Maybe I just like the soft touch of girls. The looks they get on their faces. The gentle curves of their bodies. Their delicate lips....I noticed yesterday that the girl I'm after has gorgeous lips. There were so many times in the day where I'd just look at her and think to myself how perfect they are and how much I'd like to kiss them. I've kissed her before, but there were 10 people involved and it was in the back of a bar, so it doesn't really count. However we were being kind of cuddly that night, so maybe it was something. I'll kiss her again sometime, but next time it'll mean something. It'll be special. Everything will be perfect and she will be mine. In return, I'll be hers. She's coming over soon to dye my hair for me. I promised her it'd be looooooooottttssss of fun. She told me that if it isn't, she'll be really disapointed and I better make it up to her some how. I told her that if it isn't more fun then she can handle, I will give myself to her to do as she pleases with. I'm hoping she'll opt to fucking me. Unfortunatly, I some how doubt that scenario will follow through.... ah well... atleast I have forks in my hair that make me feel like ariel.

xoxo
-Zarina