Monday, March 1, 2010

just another Tuesday on Monday......

I am not feeling very cuddly right now. I am not feeling very loving. I am not one to open my arms and let you in. I am feeling rather cold and distant. Distrustful. Cynical. Brash. Although my sexual desires are unquenchable.
I am not daring. I am not a darling. I could care less if sports even exsisted. I lack the ability to be tactful in many situations. I lack the ability to converse effectively in person. I am not willing to see your point of view because I mostly think you are an idiot to think that way. I do not think having an affair is bad IF the partner approves, but it IS bad if you are being sneaky. I appreciate honesty over most other qualities. I also respect you more if you admit blame and work to fix it, rather than lie and be a weasel. I do not go to church. I abhor religion, I have seen the light and it came from outside. I am fat and its not from eating bon bons and nachos with pop. I am not lazy, I just don't have enough to do. I get bored easily. I find most women pain in the asses and the biggest prissy shit heads. You will survive without a manicure and nail polish. No, I will not paint my toes. Get over it! No, I will not shave my pits, men don't have to. I have the right to keep my pubic hair the way it grows in. If my lover cannot abide by nature then they need to take a hike. I am a woman not a bald pussy little girl. Take your pedophile ass to jail and leave me alone. I am not tall. I know I am short, don't need a reminder every couple hours. I got that, can you? I am pretty, I don't need to wear make-up and look like a clown to "be pretty!" Nope, no perfume either. You can't dig my scent then we are not meant for each other, period. What you thinking? What a bitch? No, a woman that wants you to know there are women out there that really really like sex. We are not beauty queen barbie doll twits. We are real as real gets. We are in your face honest. We are alive! I am a woman. Real. Saucy. Sassy. Sexy. Beautiful. Strong. Like me, love me, or hate me. I could care less. I am going to be me and welcome the those that want to join my crazy train, but I will not wait for passengers. I got things to do. Woooo-wooo!

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