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| Ever notice that some people into D/S seem to think it is their duty to make relations pretentious, stuffing the void in their empty heads with a bunch of pseudo-religious psycho babble filled with hierarchical rules, labels and ridiculous notions of protocol as if their lives wedged amongst countless universes, infinite reductions, and unknown dimensions really mattered. If I wanted that shit I'd be fucking catholic.
I don't have a shopping list or resume. I don't have some set ideal on what people should look like or do, but knowing the difference between when to say lie and lay is attractive.
Is this the part where you talk about yourself? zzzzzzzzz Isn't that what conversation is for?
And now for the second part. I want this this this this this this and that. Be this that and that.
Don't contact me if:
Umm, oh go ahead if you want, just no pay to play dominas grubbing money.
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