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Wrong Word

I was going to say that I was wading through a miasma of feelings. But farrago is much more accurate.

Words are important. Very.

I constantly see an array of memories via the powahs of FB. Mostly they are all good, the remind me of happier, richer times.

I went to Rubber Cult today, first time. Loved it for the very convivial atmosphere and of course the fabulous outfits. Lots of people from overseas. But for a doyenne of the fet scene, I am a fish outta water with no sexy partner to enjoy it with. That has pretty much sucked the luv out of fetish clubbing for me in many ways. I completely enjoyed it, don't get me wrong. But no partner in crime. At the moment, I don't feel the same about it all, but I'm sure it'll return.

So proud of my lovely dort today, for making a MASSIVE and very brave stand against a know knife gang. My goodness, she is me. I could not ask for more.

Been thinking hard about going away and finding a new life. However, as 16 years away from getting a pension, wishful thinking innit!

Just deciding now, should I stay up for sunrise?

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