Can you fellas, please, tell me what you want from me? There's so many of you that are ghosts, I'm scared that I'm not satisfying your needs ππ«£ I've got mad ADHD so prompt me, regularly. Suggestions, advice, and criticisms are welcome πππ₯°π I love being bossed around and manhandled! I'm forgetful, remind me often!
Maybe I just had a hard August, too full of loneliness π I lost my footing... I'm back. π I had been so vanilla and shy before, I'm trying harder to be less ππ₯°π
I believe everything happens for a reason, and coming here has shed any conservatism left in my bones, and I'm grateful. You boys taught me about how you love women so deeply and fully. You taught me I hadn't known true love, yet, and that I deserve to invest my love, energy and time into someone who will be grateful for my actions. A few of you boys infiltrated the boundaries and became my true friends, concerned about my well being and emotional state, you're beautiful kindred spirits. You're all wonderful, I wish you all the utmost blessings in your lives, especially love lives. You all deserve true love too, someone willing to communicate their needs with you and you deserve someone secure enough to validate yours. Your kinks and sexual desires are never to be shamed or ridiculed. Your dignity is safe with me. Thank you for helping me understand abuse and for supporting me though this part of my journey. I adore you all! And to you boys whom never reached out, there's many of you, I appreciate your ghostly support from afar because you too aided to fill up my cup/low self esteem from years of no love, no compliments, no real validation, or touch. I'm going to do the same with my VIP page, if you feel like giving me monthly support, feel free - if not, no harm. ππππ
It was drizzling, and beautiful π I had the time of my life with my childhood friends and we were busy being Maritimers, last night... sorry I didn't log on!
Don't pity me, just empathize, please. No, it's not normal for a 41 year old to look so y0ung... I have EDS. I'm waiting for results for genetic testing- it's now in San Francisco being tested for months. I had the test done last September. I've lost my patience, over the past year... where they go? I don't fucking know. My stretch marks are because of the disorder, all those bruises, and my genetic autism too. We need to make sure I just have the type that lets me live because there's 3 forms you can't live past 48. My dad died suddenly and unexpectedly when he was 39, so I'm scared they misdiagnosed him because I inherited it from him. There, I fucking said it. My path wouldn't have brought me here, had I not been facing death, continuously. Funny, strange, unbelievable... little me, expressing my true self πβ€οΈ I guess my daddies curls are remnants of us being Jewish, we migrated out of the holy land 2000 years ago and settled in Scotland, the disorder predominantly affects those with Jewish ancestry.
I collect rocks and minerals, the long skinny one is a fossil of a Horsetail, an ancient plant that grew here. I'm heading to Nova Scotia this afternoon to do some rockhounding! I'll have my phone, and maybe, I'll take some video to show you fellas πβ€οΈβ¨οΈ(that's my besties coffee mug lol) I'm a Harry Potter, Doctor Who kinda gal π€£β¨οΈβΊοΈ