When I was waling to the grocery store to get some food and my mom's meds some guy riding a bike told me that, "damn you are beautiful" when he went past me. At least he keeping going, even though he did slow down to say that.
My motto has always been that my body is a temple and only one select and extremely privileged person may worship and defile me...
I found him <3
Just hope he is ok. I miss talking to him on a normal basis :(
(Now I have gone and made myself cry again because I miss my Master)
My journal, thoughts, experiences, and advice while in the lifestyle of BDSM. I'm highly opinionated and cynical. I'm not afraid to speak my own mind.
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