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Shanon
01 February 2022 @ 05:04 pm
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Many, likely even most of my posts are kept under friendslock.
No big deal, I'll add pretty much anyone who wanders through.
All I ask is that you leave a msg saying where you found me and why you added me.
I don't add people who don't tell me why.

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Shanon
12 September 2009 @ 03:20 pm
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We are so accustomed to disguise ourselves to others that in the end we become disguised to ourselves.
Francois de La Rochefoucauld
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Shanon
10 July 2009 @ 09:50 pm
Another conversation in FetLife...
Someone asked the womens what they felt a Real Man was...
Many interesting responses, though mostly uninspired to be honest
But one person responded with a link to Rudyard Kipling's "If"

 

 

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Shanon
NOT ALL WOMEN ARE SCREAMERS. Also, we don't all moan loudly, call you a big stud and beg to be fucked (If we do, we're probably joking or drunk).

This is my biggest peeve, I've lost track of how many of my partners have bitched about me being too quiet. I don't scream, I only occasionally moan, I'm very very rarely loud. And if the sex is really good I'm too incoherent even to talk unless you thing "GGGGG bbbbbtttth" is sexy :P

This doesn't mean you're doing it wrong. In fact, with me? The better it is the more likely I am to go completely silent. This is likely because I'm so focused on enjoying how amazingly fucking awesome it is to even remember to breathe except for the occasional pant or gasp. If I'm clinging to you, barely breathing, generally that means that my mind is gone and the only thing in my reality is the sensations that your body is giving mine. THIS IS A GOOD THING!

PS: Some women have more subtle orgasms where the sensation is centered around her clit. Just cause you cant' feel it pulsing around your cock doesn't mean we're faking it. (I have no idea how Porn sparked this misconception, considering you can't see that on screen...)

PPS: When pulling a woman's hair, do not yank it from the front or the sides. Reach under her hair at the nape of the neck, run your fingers through it a bit and then take a handful. Tug it lightly at first, then harder if she responds well. We don't actually like it when you just grab and try to pull our hair out by the roots. Also, while some women with long hair may like it if you wrap it around your fist and pull, most of us have this weird feeling that it fucking hurts cause you are pulling some of it out from the scalp. A small handful of hair caught between your fingers and sorta-gently tugged is far more effective with those of us who enjoy it, and less likely to piss off the ones who don't.

PPSS: We don't all like our faces shoved down onto your cock, some of us have very active gag reflexes and forcing us past that point will result in you having a lap full of vomit.

kthxbai

PPSSS: Not all women like Anal, and "Oops" is not an acceptable way of finding out whether or not she is okay with it.
 
 
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Shanon
17 June 2009 @ 07:08 pm
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Shanon
08 June 2009 @ 03:39 pm
A few months ago I saw the movie  The Haunting in Conneticuit
With some friends and loved this poem
the last one about the man coming up the stair was in it as well
though I discovered it because of Identity



One fine day in the middle of the night
Two dead boys got up to fight
Back to back they faced each other
Drew their swords and shot each other

One was blind and the other couldn't see
So they chose a dummy for a referee.
A blind man went to see fair play
A dumb man went to shout "hooray!"
[or: And two lame men came to carry them away]

A paralysed donkey passing by
Kicked the blind man in the eye
Knocked him through a nine inch wall
Into a dry ditch and drowned them all

A deaf policeman heard the noise
And came to arrest the two dead boys
If you don't believe this story’s true,
Ask the blind man he saw it too!


and another

"I come before you, to stand behind you,
To tell you something I know nothing about.
Admission is free, so pay at the door;
Pull up a chair and sit on the floor:

Early this morning, late last night,
Two dead men rose up to fight.
Back to back they faced each other,
Drew their swords and shot one 'nother.

A stone-deaf sheriff heard the noise,
And came and killed those two dead boys.
The mute psychotic shrieked in fright,
With words of joy at this ghastly sight.

Now if you doubt this lie is true?
Ask the blind man; he saw it, too."

More versions and verses here
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Shanon
08 June 2009 @ 03:31 pm
As I was going up the stair
I saw a man who wasn’t there
He wasn’t there again today
Oh, how I wish he’d go away

When I came home last night at three
The man was waiting there for me
But when I looked around the hall
I couldn’t see him there at all!
Go away, go away, don’t you come back any more!
Go away, go away, and please don’t slam the door

Last night I saw upon the stair
A little man who wasn’t there
He wasn’t there again today
Oh, how I wish he’d go away


"Antigonish" (1899) Hugh Mearns
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Shanon
07 June 2009 @ 12:03 pm
"Being loyal to desire, giving certain desires time to show themselves more fully and reveal how they might make their way into life, is a form of sexual living. Broadly speaking, it is an erotic way of life."
Thomas Moore
 
 
 
Shanon
01 June 2009 @ 04:59 am
Taking Back Sunday - You're So Last Summer
Ran into a snip from this song so had to look up the lyrics... I listened to it on youtube but it was too noisy and sloppy.

Still, a couple of good lines

the truth
is you could slit my throat
And with my one last gasping breath
I'd apologize for bleeding on your shirt


and

Cause I'm a wishful thinker with the worst intentions
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Shanon
01 June 2009 @ 02:53 am
Momentary stupidity, moping over Himself once again.
He was in town last weekend, just a couple of hours away, teased about coming to visit
but as usual, no follow through
and of course he was with the one he blew me off for

so

keep trying to force myself to give up, to forget, it just never goes away


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Music: 12 Stones - Lie To Me
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Location: nowhere