To the people I RP with (not that it matters much since the ones I'm ranting about won't see it, but it's LJ, it's all about ranting/drama/whathaveyou
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Nobody ever wants to play the seme. o_O' If you ever want to roleplay again, we can do a lil give and take. *wink*
'Cause hey, -I- remember how much fun we had with Chance, Remy, and 'Drienne. (Who is dead by now, because my Voices never stick around long anymore [and by long i mean more than two weeks], but hey, there's always someone around to entertain ya!)
I know I have you on my yahoo messenger list, but if you ever feel like talking, or babbling, or bitching, or god forbid actual roleplay, feel free to poke me. ^_^ It's lestat_at_heart. <3<3<#
Haha, you know that there's only one of mine who's submissive, and he tops from the bottom anyway. *pats the pirate*
I totally understand how you feel, too. Stupid idiots think that there's no such thing as a switch, or you know, someone who really doesn't like the idea of sex in the first place. (Sands is kinda that way, even though he pounced Remy. Twice. Just to see if he could. Or not see, as the case was. But yeah, he's going to end up being a monk, I think.)
I'm afraid of your one day saying OMG I'VE HAD IT WITH YOU and blocking me and making me pout. I'd be wondering what to do with myself for four to six hours a day. And Bill would probably cry in my head. A lot. And I'd have to get a head-bucket. Or tub, or something.
But yeah, I want to punch people who think that just because there's a top and a bottom, means that one always has to top, one always has to bottom. Idjuts.
It'd never happen. Because I'd lose half my brain then.
And then half to three quarters of my headvoices would up and leave And you know what I'd have then? Ayup, two braincells left to rub together.
Pee. Ess. I didn't mean to abandon you last night, the home intarwebs died and haven't come back yet, and the guy who knows how to fix them is off on a cruise, and the guy who might know how is... nowhere that I know. Using the work intarwebs now and hoping that the home ones come back to life while I'm at work and/or my da' calls and tells me how to fix them.
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'Cause hey, -I- remember how much fun we had with Chance, Remy, and 'Drienne. (Who is dead by now, because my Voices never stick around long anymore [and by long i mean more than two weeks], but hey, there's always someone around to entertain ya!)
I know I have you on my yahoo messenger list, but if you ever feel like talking, or babbling, or bitching, or god forbid actual roleplay, feel free to poke me. ^_^ It's lestat_at_heart. <3<3<#
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I totally understand how you feel, too. Stupid idiots think that there's no such thing as a switch, or you know, someone who really doesn't like the idea of sex in the first place. (Sands is kinda that way, even though he pounced Remy. Twice. Just to see if he could. Or not see, as the case was. But yeah, he's going to end up being a monk, I think.)
I'm afraid of your one day saying OMG I'VE HAD IT WITH YOU and blocking me and making me pout. I'd be wondering what to do with myself for four to six hours a day. And Bill would probably cry in my head. A lot. And I'd have to get a head-bucket. Or tub, or something.
But yeah, I want to punch people who think that just because there's a top and a bottom, means that one always has to top, one always has to bottom. Idjuts.
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And then half to three quarters of my headvoices would up and leave
And you know what I'd have then? Ayup, two braincells left to rub together.
Pee. Ess.
I didn't mean to abandon you last night, the home intarwebs died and haven't come back yet, and the guy who knows how to fix them is off on a cruise, and the guy who might know how is... nowhere that I know. Using the work intarwebs now and hoping that the home ones come back to life while I'm at work and/or my da' calls and tells me how to fix them.
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