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You
Are a tasty morsel.
Quite a treat.
Tender meat.

I am a wolf.

Let me make this
Simple.

I am meant to hunt,
Capture,
And devour
You.

I closed my eyes
And felt you
Enter the room,
One innocent foot
At a time.

Oh, so elegant are you.
So sweet!
An angel
Walking amongst
Demons,
And you don't even know it!
...

True: I am not submissive.
Untrue: I am therefore dominant.

True: I am not passive.
Untrue: I am therefore aggressive.

True: I am not (ONLY) feminine.
Untrue: I am therefore (ONLY) masculine.

True: I love women.
Untrue: I hate men.

True: My heart is naturally polyamorous.
Untrue: I am unable to truly commit in a relationship.

True: I want to raise children someday.
Untrue: I am willing ...

Goddammit, I accomplish so much, every day, and even my own mother doesn't appreciate that. I appreciate other people so much for all that they do, whatever their assumed roles in society and personalities and interests are and all of that.

Just once, I would like to have a peer in real life appreciate me. Optimally, they would choose me for romance (bleh) and then sex (yay). But a casual friendship would be fine, too. I'm just ...

I'm tired of protecting everybody else from potential dangers in their life, directly or indirectly, through subtle or dominant guidance. Enough of this. Protect your own damn selves, I'm retired from the biz. If your instincts suck, or if you ignore them, or if you're just an overall crazy or a moron, you're designed to be preyed upon. It is your role in life. So go on, little gazelle, and be ripped apart. I'll just sit back and laugh.

I always dismissed someone who picked truth every time while playing truth or dare outright, because I knew they were cowards who were not even likely to answer honestly when a question was asked that made them uncomfortable.

I always liked people who picked dare and would do ANYTHING.

/miniblog.