So, I like going onto Craigslist and looking at the M4W stuff, to see what depraved sex acts I could get paid to do.
Examples:
WHITE GENEROUS MALE SEEKS SEXY FEMALE PLAYMATE FOR NAUGHTY PLAYTIME
..high heeled white or latina girl wanted for meetings 2-3 times a week .. you must be a very naughty girl for me.. we meet and have fun ..looking for a steady thing .. must show pic or its deleted without opening .. put " play " in title..or it gets deleted before opened ..
or,
..i am a bominant man/Master,seeking a slave to play with . married and discreeet Master seeks a slave eager to please and openminded to light bdsm play and wanting to put a little kinky fun into you'r life. must respect the Master/slave relationship!! must be obediant and do as the Master commands!!! must be into dressing the slave part ,,in stockings,heels,corset,babydoll lingerie,garter belt...black of course!!!be open minded,eager to please the Master ,,and to be pleased by the Master
or
do you have a thrilling desire to be orally dominated by you'r lover,, kneeling before him, wrists bound behind you and him entering you'r mouth forceably..one hand behind ur head and the other under you'r chin..controlling you'r breathing and going deep. causing you to gag but wanting more...much more.. send a pic to see mine and lets make this happen real soon!!
...I have to say, I have never been gagging on a cock, but wanted more. Also, mispellings are a huge turnoff.
However, every now and again there is a guy who wants to buy my panties, or wants a girl to call him up and curse at him, and he is offering money. I don't know if I'm just a trashy girl, or just reeeeeeeeeeeeeallly poor, but I think to myself, 'There's no sex, but there's money. What's so bad about that?'.
Luckily, I am too afraid to actually go through with it, but really. I'd curse for money.
Sunday, June 5, 2011
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
Religion.
I don't believe in god. Honestly, I don't think I believe in anything beyond the power and determination of people, the need for peace and understanding, the power and powerlessness of love, and the harmony that is attainable on this planet. I am not an idealist, I am perhaps a realist. Mostly, though, I'm just a Danielle.
If you look at different religions, you'll notice themes : a power that people can communicate with, a reward for 'good' people and punishment for 'bad'. The idea that in the end, everything will be fair. As a children, we rely on our parents (or teachers, authorities, etc.) to make things fair - to ensure that anyone who is bad gets punished, and that no good deed goes unnoticed. We expect there to be rules, expectations, and a predictable formula for our lives.
Enter reality. Suddenly mom and dad can't make your wife listen to you, no one is stopping your boss from being an asshole, your daughter has cancer and no one is fixing it. Enter god, goddess, zeus - whatever you want to label it. Suddenly, there's a power you can tap into, someone who can, perhaps, fix your daughter's cancer. This being has given you rules to follow, and rules to your wife - now she needs to obey you. And, most importantly, you know that even though your asshole boss goes on living while your daughter dies, in the end everything will be fair, and he will burn forever while she frolics in a field.
Basically, we build religion to create justice where we see none. We want to believe that good will be rewarded, but good people keep dying and bad people get rich, and none of it seems fair. We crave the order and rules of our childhood, and so we find religious rules to follow. We want to know that someone else will manage the things we can't, or don't want to, and so we create in our minds someone who will take care of all of those things for us.
A good friend of mine (who is now a bible-thumping baptist, humorously enough) once said that God is just a lie people tell themselves to get through a lonely night. It entertains me that now, his words are more truthful to myself than to him.
If you look at different religions, you'll notice themes : a power that people can communicate with, a reward for 'good' people and punishment for 'bad'. The idea that in the end, everything will be fair. As a children, we rely on our parents (or teachers, authorities, etc.) to make things fair - to ensure that anyone who is bad gets punished, and that no good deed goes unnoticed. We expect there to be rules, expectations, and a predictable formula for our lives.
Enter reality. Suddenly mom and dad can't make your wife listen to you, no one is stopping your boss from being an asshole, your daughter has cancer and no one is fixing it. Enter god, goddess, zeus - whatever you want to label it. Suddenly, there's a power you can tap into, someone who can, perhaps, fix your daughter's cancer. This being has given you rules to follow, and rules to your wife - now she needs to obey you. And, most importantly, you know that even though your asshole boss goes on living while your daughter dies, in the end everything will be fair, and he will burn forever while she frolics in a field.
Basically, we build religion to create justice where we see none. We want to believe that good will be rewarded, but good people keep dying and bad people get rich, and none of it seems fair. We crave the order and rules of our childhood, and so we find religious rules to follow. We want to know that someone else will manage the things we can't, or don't want to, and so we create in our minds someone who will take care of all of those things for us.
A good friend of mine (who is now a bible-thumping baptist, humorously enough) once said that God is just a lie people tell themselves to get through a lonely night. It entertains me that now, his words are more truthful to myself than to him.
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
good grief
Today we did traditional Jewish dancing in my bible class. It was informative, and fun, and an all-around rich experience. There's os much tradition, so much etiquette to the dancing, though, that it feels more like a ritual than a celebration.
So right now I'm putting off writing some things I need to write, and listening to Green Day songs that make me cry. I'm not crying, though; though it's got to be a first lately. I know the 15th would be hard for me, but I had no idea that sadness would linger afterward. I miss her so much, and it's only been lately, after a year of lump-in-my-throat dry mourning, that I've been able to cry. And cry. And cry.
I just feel like we got cheated. She went through so much shit; she deserved to die surrounded by loved ones, holding hands and knowing she was loved, not pass out and just never, ever wake up. I wanted her to meet my kids, I wanted her at my wedding. I wanted to share so much more with her, I wanted us to have happy memories, not these ugly ones. I don't need for her to live forever, but we deserved a little longer, to become more than what we were.
I just miss her. I'm waiting for that phone call, but I know it will never come.
So right now I'm putting off writing some things I need to write, and listening to Green Day songs that make me cry. I'm not crying, though; though it's got to be a first lately. I know the 15th would be hard for me, but I had no idea that sadness would linger afterward. I miss her so much, and it's only been lately, after a year of lump-in-my-throat dry mourning, that I've been able to cry. And cry. And cry.
I just feel like we got cheated. She went through so much shit; she deserved to die surrounded by loved ones, holding hands and knowing she was loved, not pass out and just never, ever wake up. I wanted her to meet my kids, I wanted her at my wedding. I wanted to share so much more with her, I wanted us to have happy memories, not these ugly ones. I don't need for her to live forever, but we deserved a little longer, to become more than what we were.
I just miss her. I'm waiting for that phone call, but I know it will never come.
Thursday, March 17, 2011
Everything is Evil
So....today my mom brought up the whole 'pokemon is evil' thing. This was after a few days ago, when she tried to convince Ry and myself that Starbucks is evil because of their logo.
So, I had to see what the whole pokemon this is about, just because it seems so silly. And it is. Most of the people who write about the evils of pokemon can't even spell/pronounce it correctly. Those who do still don't seem to grasp what the games are about, or what, exactly, a pokemon actually is. All the arguments are stretched out and ridiculous, and draw on assumptions that simply are not true. It's just a bunch of people assuming things, and then putting them on the internet.
Now. If I fashioned an argument against God using the same sort of arguments - misquoted Bible verse, twistings of stories and somebody-said-somebody-said life experiences - what would a Christian say? They would completely dismiss it, because I don't know the material, and how can I talk about something I don't know about? I'm not saying there's a wrong or right here, just that, if you can't tell 'The Hobbit' from 'The Lord of the Rings', I'm not going to believe your argument about the uselessness of alegories, anymore than you would trust me to disprove the Bible if I didn't know Noah from Matthew.
So, I had to see what the whole pokemon this is about, just because it seems so silly. And it is. Most of the people who write about the evils of pokemon can't even spell/pronounce it correctly. Those who do still don't seem to grasp what the games are about, or what, exactly, a pokemon actually is. All the arguments are stretched out and ridiculous, and draw on assumptions that simply are not true. It's just a bunch of people assuming things, and then putting them on the internet.
Now. If I fashioned an argument against God using the same sort of arguments - misquoted Bible verse, twistings of stories and somebody-said-somebody-said life experiences - what would a Christian say? They would completely dismiss it, because I don't know the material, and how can I talk about something I don't know about? I'm not saying there's a wrong or right here, just that, if you can't tell 'The Hobbit' from 'The Lord of the Rings', I'm not going to believe your argument about the uselessness of alegories, anymore than you would trust me to disprove the Bible if I didn't know Noah from Matthew.
Sunday, February 27, 2011
books and such.
Last night, Cass and I talked about books for two and a half hours. Well, books, and exes, and Ry, and lots of other things. And the night before that, Alissa and I talked for like, 5 hours, just about life and things.
So, yes. Right now I feel alive, and inspired, and like I havew been rather enjoying my 'college experience'.
So, yes. Right now I feel alive, and inspired, and like I havew been rather enjoying my 'college experience'.
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