People from Australia make New Yorkers look SUPER polite, hahaha!

I just have to keep reminding myself that we are different people, and just because I don't agree or would not do myself what another may do, does NOT make it wrong.

I have to accept things are what they are and are not going to change.

I will find someone when the time and situation is right. It's just hard waiting.

I'm thinking of actual turning this into my own version of a lifestyle blog. What do you guys think? Would you read it?

Siiiiiiiiigh.

Sometimes...You just want someone to hold close and have coffee with.

Some people pray for strength, money, etc.

I pray for understanding.

I, too, wish some day, someone understood me, too.

Just when you start to think you have things figured out, nothing actually makes sense.

I thoroughly enjoyed this, thank you to the gentleman's profile I stumbled upon whose journal linked me. 

Name withheld in the event you're a raging dickhead and get all hot in the shorts I posted something You did =)

http://deitersdomain.com/Ds_files/Protocol.pdf

colossians 3:22

Wow. Love it.

All that matters to me is that You are passionate about SOMETHING.

EXCELLENT book:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Book_of_Five_Rings

and you can read it for free, here:

http://www.guardianacademymembers.com/articlesfiverings.pdf

Enjoy<3

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zUW8-ttj95s

I know it's a cover. I like this version.

This will be the type of Man I'll be with with. The type of Man who will own me. The Man who needs to be "made up to" for what the woman/en before this girl did to Him. The Man who is slightly difficult, but well worth the effort.

http://www.tiffany.com/Shopping/Item.aspx?fromGrid=1&sku=GRP01743&mcat=&cid=&search_params=s+1-p+4-c+-r+101424819+101287465-x+-n+6-ri+-ni+0-t+lock&search=1

What a beautiful idea for an "everyday" collar.

The phrase "Si El Sayed" which they have translated as "my master" here is a cultural reference that goes back to the main character of Naguib Mahfouz's "Cairo Trilogy" and the first installment of this trilogy "Palace Walk (بين القصرين)". The main character of this novel is nicknamed "Si El Sayed," which means something like Mr. Master, which stressed his dominant and male chauvinist nature that Mahfouz displays as a typical old Egyptian, and by extension, Arabic backward male behavior. Si El Sayed is cruel to his wife and family in the home where he acts as a king while maintaining a different public image. Blogger member c_sayed

sums it up succinctly in explaining the name of his blog saying that Si El Sayed is an Arab man that act's like a lion towards his family and a lamb towards his friends. If you know anything about how male lions act, then you understand the idea of Si El Sayed.

As a result, Si El Sayed has become synonymous with something that might be described as "Oriental misogyny." This model of the Arab man as a domineering, selfish creature that does not respect women has been an obsession of many Arab novelists and thinkers who, in criticizing both individuals and the patriarchal framework within which they live, accuse their own culture of supporting this form of backward male chauvinism. Thus, when Nancy says "Oh Si El Sayed," she is saying that her man is a cruel and controlling tyrant.

However, it seems to me that Nancy is reinforcing her lover's Si El Sayed mentality in her infatuation and proving that playing hard to get really does work, or that girls like assholes, or however you want to phrase it.

Why is your heart so stubborn?
And why are you tiring me with you love?
This love is the master and we are the property of its hands

You must wanna drive me crazy
Or you think love is like this
You're tiring me out
When is my heart gonna settle for this?

Day and night, I'm all confused about your love
Hey Mr. Stubborn-heart, you're putting me through hell

You have nothing but my love
You are the one who will come to me one day saying
"My heart melted and in your absence I've lived a year in a day"

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TPBmlefplGE

In love with this song:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=do7WQTB3lp4

I wondering if He is talking about a slave.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YBBs4vQxfOM

I was honestly wondering about...."puppyplay". What is it exactly? What makes a "puppygirl"? I have some interest in certain things pertaining to it, and was curious for feed back. 

Of course I'm not talking about ANYTHING really related or having to do with dogs, ya weirdos.

I wonder how Men feel about women approaching them. Does this immediately make the girl come across as non submissive spirited?

You mother fucking, scum bag, douche residue slathered shitheads.

How are some of you Men NOT putting warning and/or disclaimers in regards to the contents of your pictures?!

I'd like to assume we all live and abide by the "PRICK" method...Personal Responsibility In Consensual Kink. YOU put these pictures up, Gentlemen, and while yes, different strokes for different folks, some things are just down right heathenish.

You, who had the picture of the women with the sewn vagina? Yes, that gave me nightmares for a week. The needle play pictures are a bit much sometimes, too. They make me cringe, but I respect the scene and those who consensually practice it. Just a little warning before I'm exposed to a girl's (or Your) back needle and threaded like an Afghan.

I could write pages about the cock shot pictures, but I wouldn't, because sadly they are inevitable on the female reading end. THEY ARE AWKWARD. Even those of you whom write substantial profiles and/or messages, usually don't provide a first name, yet will display Mr. Phallus (If you totally just envisioned Planter's "Mr. Peanut" but as a penis, complete with Top hat, Monocle and cane, and laughed to yourself,  seriously, we just might be able to be friends, *wink*) with no problem. Perhaps an "ace" to an degree if you are in fact endowed, but what a bad thing for a woman to base a Man off of. Says a lot about my kind. My IQ is MUCH higher than my bra size and my grades higher than my cup size. Just warn us that they're there, and this girl will NOT look, pinky promise.

Last, what initiated my long winded rant, were the unfortunate few, but too many, pictures of the HORRIBLE things I've seen. Yes, I've reported 2 sets of pictures, (I wish I saved the journal rant from when my user name was "aGoodLittleSub" and I accidentally viewed pedophilia. Damn right I reported all his photo's and made a BIG stink. Thank you to everyone whom sent me information, links, etc on how to report such things, and just support. I was very shaken up by this and cried for days over the whole thing) and pictures of severely beaten women. I get it. You don't forewarn because you know it will get reported. Hm, maybe not post such things then? Perhaps a journal entry or in your profile write how you have such and such kink, or fantasy? Sounds stupid, but images leave impressions and sometimes they stick.

My point is, even if only for the sake of your privacy -or decency- be mindful of the pictures you post. Once something is on the internet, it's there forever. 

Real hero's don't wear capes, they wear dog tags<3

I'm curious of any stories, experiences or opinions from either slaves/sub who sleep on the floor and or find a cage to be a comfort space, OR Doms/Owners/Masters who have a special cage for their pet/sub/slave or make them sleep on the floor.

Thanks.

I didn't write this but I liked it:

It was battered and scarred, 

And the auctioneer thought it 
hardly worth his while 
To waste his time on the old violin, 
but he held it up with a smile.

"What am I bid, good people", he cried, 
"Who starts the bidding for me?" 
"One dollar, one dollar, Do I hear two?" 
"Two dollars, who makes it three?" 
"Three dollars once, three dollars twice, going for three,"

But, No, 
From the room far back a gray bearded man 
Came forward and picked up the bow, 
Then wiping the dust from the old violin 
And tightening up the strings, 
He played a melody, pure and sweet 
As sweet as the angel sings.

The music ceased and the auctioneer 
With a voice that was quiet and low, 
Said "What now am I bid for this old violin?" 
As he held it aloft with its' bow.

"One thousand, one thousand, Do I hear two?" 
"Two thousand, Who makes it three?" 
"Three thousand once, three thousand twice, 
Going and gone", said he.

The audience cheered, 
But some of them cried, 
"We just don't understand." 
"What changed its' worth?" 
Swift came the reply. 
"The Touch of the Masters Hand."

And many a person with life out of tune