22 - California - Bisexual - Submissive
I'm a girl that lives her life with a certain moral code. On top of that I create so many rules for myself it's hard to navigate properly and add on the fact that I'm still creating the road map as I go. But I make do. I embrace my mistakes, and learn from them.
This is a small insight into my mind. I like to think of this as my own piece of a canvas on the internet. My thoughts, desires, fears, excitement, turn-ons and offs, memories, and dreams get painted on here.
You'll probably see posts on BDSM, sexual content, things I find: Funny, beautiful, loving, and interesting. I have a love for books, macabre, and disney.
Do not follow if you're not 18+

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My head hurts a lot. Probably because meals today have consisted of some strawberries and a chocolate bar. And all I’ve done at work was stare at my computer, only getting up to refill my tea mug and run to the bathroom.
I’ve been working on school enrollment and therapy intake at work, mostly trying to work out ways to shorten our wait list since we’re at capacity for most of our therapists. Kind of tough when people are giving me such constricting time frames they’re willing to come in.
If I wasn’t staring directly at the computer I was on the phone listening calling back parents that have been referred or are interested in our programs. It’s hard because most of these people have children with special needs and struggling with either finding the right type of therapy or struggling with trying to find out what might be wrong with their child. Part of assigning what might be the best programs for them is having to listen to past, what their concerns are, and mostly what struggles they’ve had to go through. And I feel for them. Many times I’ve gotten off the phone today after a call and could only drop my head into my hands. Sometimes I had to tell them they have to wait longer before we can help their child’s speech delay or they can’t afford the services to help their child speak so they’ll stop acting out because they can’t express themselves. Or because we our hands are tied or just don’t have the right programs we can’t help them and can only send them to more sources, those ones are the worst. After each case, I stop and think do I want children? Could I really be as strong as these parents if this was my child? Would I break?
I actually deactivated it. I was never so annoyed with a website before. I was hoping it would give me an opportunity to meet some great people that live the same lifestyle or similar ones. It’s like myspace and facebook (which has more annoyances than pros) meets craigslist personal ads. Honestly probably the worst combo in my opinion so I shut it down.

“I have a million things to talk to you about. All I want in this world is you. I want to see you and talk. I want the two of us to begin everything from the beginning.” - Norwegian Wood (Haruki Murakami)

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So much awesome and cuteness!
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