My birthday is coming up: 3/31/88.
I'll be twentyone and I will be taking
full advantage of that.
Kansas doesn't have much to offer,
but I'm perfectly content drinking
myself into a stupor at my own home.
I really want to submit my photoset.
I've added a few new pieces to my
body and I have a few more in mind.
But I know my hubby won't approve,
and I feel like I'd be insulting him to
even bring it up. Especially because
I know how he feels/felt about my
dancing days, and he isn't happy
about my recent stripperpole
purchase and setup in our guest room.
I feel guilty because he is deploying
to iraq in september, and I don't want to
introduce the idea of the world being
able to see my birthday suit (poses and all),
when he is an ocean away from me.
I can only imagine the extra worry and
sadness and jealousy that will bring him.
Now I feel terrible about even wanting to be a SG.
But mostly I have my big TWO-ONE next week
and I can maybe save some of my sleeping meds,
klonopin, and pain pills to get a nights sleep, and
instead, trade them in for drunken, passed out nights.
Oh, to be young.
I'll be twentyone and I will be taking
full advantage of that.
Kansas doesn't have much to offer,
but I'm perfectly content drinking
myself into a stupor at my own home.
I really want to submit my photoset.
I've added a few new pieces to my
body and I have a few more in mind.
But I know my hubby won't approve,
and I feel like I'd be insulting him to
even bring it up. Especially because
I know how he feels/felt about my
dancing days, and he isn't happy
about my recent stripperpole
purchase and setup in our guest room.
I feel guilty because he is deploying
to iraq in september, and I don't want to
introduce the idea of the world being
able to see my birthday suit (poses and all),
when he is an ocean away from me.
I can only imagine the extra worry and
sadness and jealousy that will bring him.
Now I feel terrible about even wanting to be a SG.
But mostly I have my big TWO-ONE next week
and I can maybe save some of my sleeping meds,
klonopin, and pain pills to get a nights sleep, and
instead, trade them in for drunken, passed out nights.
Oh, to be young.