This is speaking to me right now.
Month: December 2011
I’m in the home stretch. I just can’t get myself to sit still and finish.
These next few days are going to require discipline. Unfortunately, not the sort I’m inclined to enjoy.
What is your darkest fantasy?
StandardI think I’ve answered this before on here, but my answer may have changed. And, the thing about this fantasy is that part of me thinks that there’s no way I could ever possibly do it. Logistically, it doesn’t really work. And, I mean, emotionally and mentally, it would be incredibly draining.
But, sometimes I think about myself being tied up and just kind of being put away somewhere dark and small until people are ready to take me out and use me. Similarly, glory holes. Similarly, blindfolded gang-bangs.
The emotional impact would be, obviously, incredibly severe. Especially with the whole element of mystery of the second two. But, to be reduced to just being used as a method of someone pleasing themselves, I don’t know, it does something to me.
I guess part of it is the degree of letting go it requires and the trust involved. I don’t know.
<3, Ivy
“Youth is the only sexy tragedy. It’s James Dean jumping into his Porsche Spyder, it’s Marilyn heading off to bed.” – Michael Cunningham, By Nightfall.
I mean, I’d try it once.
Confessedly, I used to do this to my Barbies, though nowhere nearly as ornately. I definitely used to enjoy placing them in the back seat of this little RV I had for them. Even then, I understood that a camping trip could easily be something nefarious with the addition of some rope skills and desire.
This is just about the cutest thing ever.
ferrygirlsearch:
Hello. For the past four months I have been regretting my decision to not talk to you on the ferry and now I’ve decided to do something about it. It was August 8th when we first saw each other on the express bus out of Vancouver to horseshoe bay. We both took the ferry to Departure bay. Halfway through the trip the boat stopped for a safety drill and we saw each other on the upper deck. You were taking pictures and then leaned on the rail beside me. As much as I wanted to, I never said anything, and I’ve never regretted anything more than that. I think you are the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen and I would very much like to meet you.
If you are her, Email me at: ferrygirlsearch@gmail.com
Reblog this to help me find her. Please.
The first time I had sex with a girl, it was kind of like this. We still had quite a bit of clothing on, we were grinding against each other, and we were kissing. Surprise surprise, I was on bottom.
So, it’s been a little bit of a tough semester for me and things are starting to wrap up. I have one of more spike as far as work goes, but I should be seeing some calmer waters soon.
I really can’t believe how much of this was accomplished because of support from my friends. I’m sorry, it’s not a sexy post, but seeing this image just brought that feeling up for me. It’s like we’re all kind of on rollerskates, sliding around and falling over, but we’re all leaning on each other for support. And, sometimes it’s a mess and sometimes it’s funny. But, we’re in it together and from all our struggling there is somehow stability.
And that’s my two cents.