and what does her success have to do with you?
After weeks of horrible moodswings, I am finally bleeding. My cycle was so late, I was convinced I would not ovulate this month at all.
The painful cramps that lasted for the pat 3 weeks have finally come to an ease, and I just feel like an open floodgate, although there is hardly any blood. I would laugh, bawl, scream, become terribly short with people, eat, run around like a mad person, write horrible poetry and stress. Although that may sound like my ol' self, I felt completely and utterly Alien.
I knew it was due to my wonderful hormonal imbalance, proof- lack of blood, darkened body hair, migranes, crying spells, massive crampage and ridiculously swollen breasts. Not forgetting the insatiable craving for meat and sex....
The fact that I am getting a four poster faux stone bed frame and room set was far too exciting for me..... it kept me in a good mood for an ENTIRE day, fantasizing about what to do, what toys to purchase, what straps and paddles.... I think I've become sadistic in my tastes, I don't know.... we'll see. Yeah, even for me, thats a bit much.
Designing a wheel of pain for my room.... I mean, its common in the Kinkiest of LIFESTYLE homes, but I've always thought of it as nonsense, but recently my mind rests on branding, fire fetsh, reminiscent of cutting, sensual asphyxiation, just foolishness..... thats what happens I guess to people when they become too aggressive in their erotic lives.... or worse.
Or just hormonally frustrated.
These idiot boys brutally attacked a farm animal, when I heard that, I didn't even blink and just listed horrible ways for them to suffer, in a crowd of people I seemed insane. People must not abuse innocence, they must not .
They deserve worse than death. anyway, I'm bleeding now, listening to beautiful Mantras trying to ease the increasing discomfort in my lower back and tummy.
Last night was the best night I had in months! Everything changed. My hands went back to their cold clammy selves.... I induldged in dark chocolate dipped nuts and orange peels, went book shopping, bought none, found myself in the graphic novel section, looking over the ever awesome Love and Rockets and Tin Tin.
Went home and cuddled with my kitties.
2 am this morning I jumped out f my sleep with pins and needles from bad circulation and thats when the long awaited blood spotted.
ah.....Buddhist chants are awesome.
No matter how I try..... He forgives.... and doesn't leave my side. Perhaps one day, but until then, I am thankful.
The painful cramps that lasted for the pat 3 weeks have finally come to an ease, and I just feel like an open floodgate, although there is hardly any blood. I would laugh, bawl, scream, become terribly short with people, eat, run around like a mad person, write horrible poetry and stress. Although that may sound like my ol' self, I felt completely and utterly Alien.
I knew it was due to my wonderful hormonal imbalance, proof- lack of blood, darkened body hair, migranes, crying spells, massive crampage and ridiculously swollen breasts. Not forgetting the insatiable craving for meat and sex....
The fact that I am getting a four poster faux stone bed frame and room set was far too exciting for me..... it kept me in a good mood for an ENTIRE day, fantasizing about what to do, what toys to purchase, what straps and paddles.... I think I've become sadistic in my tastes, I don't know.... we'll see. Yeah, even for me, thats a bit much.
Designing a wheel of pain for my room.... I mean, its common in the Kinkiest of LIFESTYLE homes, but I've always thought of it as nonsense, but recently my mind rests on branding, fire fetsh, reminiscent of cutting, sensual asphyxiation, just foolishness..... thats what happens I guess to people when they become too aggressive in their erotic lives.... or worse.
Or just hormonally frustrated.
These idiot boys brutally attacked a farm animal, when I heard that, I didn't even blink and just listed horrible ways for them to suffer, in a crowd of people I seemed insane. People must not abuse innocence, they must not .
They deserve worse than death. anyway, I'm bleeding now, listening to beautiful Mantras trying to ease the increasing discomfort in my lower back and tummy.
Last night was the best night I had in months! Everything changed. My hands went back to their cold clammy selves.... I induldged in dark chocolate dipped nuts and orange peels, went book shopping, bought none, found myself in the graphic novel section, looking over the ever awesome Love and Rockets and Tin Tin.
Went home and cuddled with my kitties.
2 am this morning I jumped out f my sleep with pins and needles from bad circulation and thats when the long awaited blood spotted.
ah.....Buddhist chants are awesome.
No matter how I try..... He forgives.... and doesn't leave my side. Perhaps one day, but until then, I am thankful.