Walk in the moonlight.

I have laid in the grass, the time of a moment.This short moment where this dream possessed me. The landscape passed, the fields and the forests. The frost caressed my cheek.Lost in the mist as two old dark ghosts who never cross themselves and never meet as these big crazy trees.The day left and suddenly in front of me, the night opens its arms. The dawn of my springs already fainted.

Such as my last doubts, all these clouds let me appear this big winter sky. So pure and so cold as this buried heart. Far off, hidden in the twilight, the lugubrious shout of a bird resounds, suddenly frightened takes its flight by the crackle of a branch.In a rustle of leaves by the snow suffocated, of the mist my lover appears to me. A break in the time, nothing counts anymore, the magic moment of our two swept lives.   

Come and lay down on me, come to the hollow of my hips, and such this mysterious bird, take me under your wings,give me this heat which my body demands you.From my nightmares wake me up  with the tip of your lips, from evil spells protect me. Your heart shivers and makes vibrate my soul.You become crazy, I become yours, from your powerful and virile body make me dance. Lets forget the past, lets fly over through the infinity and of your waltz flicker me.

Enlightened by the moonlight, my still drunk diaphanous body, drift towards the risen stars. Just close the eyes, and against you, awake myself.Similar to their barks, of brambles and ivy our suffocated naked bodies, desperately embraced trying to prolong the desire. Of your love my skin streams.So fast fainted in an imperceptible movement, this secret, somewhere at the bottom of me, silently will stay. But already the day rises, such a soft ephemeral dream, the dawn is unfaithful to us.

Myself.

Being a Dom doesn't mean (obviously) being a twat, if rather than having a brain in your skull you only have a dick, I am sure beside your biiiiiiig capability of teaching me how to be a good girl, you can teach it at least to say "Hi, Hello, Good morning, Good evening" before talking to me, we call that politeness. Ever heard of it?

I'm a sub, not a dog...

"... more recently, other researchers have documented just how essential a sense of control is for mind and body alike. Having a sense of control, for instance, has been consistently linked with physical health. People who feel in control of their lives report better health, fewer aches and pains, and faster recovery from illnesses than other people do. They also live longer.

Indeed, having a sense of control is so important that if we don’t have it, we make it up. In 2008, Jennifer Whitson and Adam Galinsky demonstrated that when people are made to feel as if they have no control they will literally see things that don’t exist, such as patterns where there are no patterns. A lack of control, they found in their experiments, actually increases the need to see structure and patterns. And where none exist, we will manufacture them. Experiencing a loss of control led the people in their experiments not only to desire more structure, but to perceive illusory patterns.

“The need to be and feel in control is so strong,” they wrote, “that individuals will produce a pattern from noise to return the world to a predictable state.”

Add it all up, and we find that when times are tough, people turn to unlikely sources to help them regain a sense of control—authoritarian religions, bigger dogs, tougher comic book characters, even shorter hair.

As silly as that may sound, there’s a moral to the story: It’s important for us to feel in control—even if we’re not. And if it takes a little self-deception to get us there, it’s a trip we’ll happily take."

I do not have a "bigger dog". Just a fluffy fat cat.

I'm screwed...

Froggie's diarie:

I do not want to be rude, but, why you, under 40 and subs write to me, why you Sir, ask me my country origin, why are you surprised that I might have an universe, a life and even dare to have a brain!

Read my profile before writing to me and waste my time, jesus fuckin' christ!

Ok, I was rude.

End of the rant.

Completely random and useless on this website, but after all, it is my page, and here, I do what I want:

There are ants in my bathroom. Lot of cute little ants.

Voila.