Welcome to the first CHoS of 2022. Are we all settled into the new year? Hangovers long gone? Good. Here’s another set of headaches.
I would love to give you a nice coconut oil massage and eat your ass and pussy really good and give you all 10 inches of my thick cock real nice and deep and perhaps make you squirt all over it 😉 would love to give you a solid spanking
I don’t suppose you would love to give me a comma or a period somewhere in this mess, would you? banging head on desk I like how he tacks on a spanking like an afterthought.
How much and how hard do you let a special man wail on your ass?
I really would rather a man not wail on my ass. I prefer the raining of blows on it, not tears. (It’s whale, stupid.)
You seek real time Master to Own you 24/7 TPE long term?
You always been submissive and obedient?
Been owned before?
How much pain can you take?
reaching for Advil bottle
No, I do not.
I never have been.
A lot. But not from you.
I want my hands all over your behind. Maybe my tongue too. I love your behind. Need to meet it soon.
(sigh) You do realize that said behind comes attached to an entire person, right? It’s not like I can detach it and FedEx it to you.
I was gonna call you beautiful but they say that beauty comes from inside and I haven’t been inside you yet.
No. You didn’t. You did not just write this to me. dumping handful of Advil into my mouth
And finally… this one is a bit of a departure. It was not written directly to me. But I was made aware that it was written about me — that I was being discussed in, shall we say, less than flattering terms. So I checked it out. Here’s the best part of it.
That girl is the most fowl[sic]-mouthed, idiotic, bitch there is, bless her heart.
Well now. (Fowl??? For cluck’s sake.)
I read on. Someone spoke up for me (thank you ♥), and then there was backpedaling, claiming that this was merely an example of how you can say the most vile things and then nullify them with heart blessing. To this, I say “Bwak bwak.” Which is hen-speak for “Bullshit.”
Ah, so many things I could say. But a friend of mine said it best. I was musing to him that since this individual is clearly obsessed with me and I’m living rent-free in their head, perhaps I should give up my apartment. And my friend replied, “Why would you want to live in such a small and ugly place?”
Boom. And mic drop.
Haters gonna hate. And now, because I’d like to cleanse my mind of this garbage, I’d like to end on a positive note. I do get a lot of nice messages too. A Twitter friend sent me this last week.
[You have a] ‘dont give a fuck’ attitude (but you do about good/sensible things), you know what you want from friends/people/politics/life *and* you also have inadvertently introduced me to the love of my life. I’m not the type to use and toss others aside, I hope you know that and I want you to know that you bring me immense happiness and joy even from afar.
Now, you see, that sort of thing makes it all worth it. ♥
By the way, my marks are all gone. I thought I’d have them through the weekend. I am a resilient little warrior.
Have a great weekend, y’all. Please be safe.