People that only know me from Facebook don't really have an understanding of me. That's cool though :) I'm kind of insane, lol. People that meet me in person FROM facebook... I wonder what they ACTUALLY think of me. Do they smile in my face while thinking,
"Back away.... slowly."
Or they they realize I'm INSANE (and tonight, kind of a friggin NYMPHO, lol... The Dragon has BEEN SLAIN) and still wanting more. I'm happy and got a little Motherwort in my system, Mexican Tarragon, Wild Lettuce with a hint of California Poppy. A tough of the Green Goddess and ready to fly away with you.
I FUCKING LOVE MY JOB ♥ :* BTW, except when I miss my major loves that I can ONLY see on FACEBOOK. One of them ONLY signas into facebook to see if I'm here. HOLY CRAP! HOW BLESSED AM I???
Digressing as usual, LMAO. I'd blame the poppy but it's the poppy rooting me to the planet right now. There are my ESPECIALLLL LOVES on here, and I adore you. Yes, there's more than 1 of them, but I love you all PRETTY MUCH EQUALLY, lol.
The one that buys me LINGERIE, now I REALLLLLLY love him. Not because he buys me stuff, but because he truly LOVES me. We talk about European Politics and about literature, about love and sex and human nature. I light up when I see his green light come on, but it KILLS me when I see him commenting on other women's pictures, LMAO. I get so JEALOUS, but then I remember, he loves ME above all, and he tells me EVERY DAY.
I look over now at one of the friends from FACEBOOK that became REAL. He's sitting on my couch smoking one of MY cigarettes, watching MY NETFLIX and texting on his fucking phone like he OWNS the joint. The fact that he feels that comfortable here is a blessing to me. (Yes, it's 4am, and he's been here since dinner, but I think it's kind of awesome that he doesn't play the I GOTTA BE SOMEWHERE bullshit with me.) Do we fuck? MAYBE... LOL. I'm not gonna lie and say no, but I'm not gonna tell the truth and say yes either. No, I haven't fucked him, but the thought HAS crossed my mind, LOL. He's fucked me and I've fucked him, but SEX itself is never an issue. I have much in common with him, including a walk or two in the dark. (I just asked him a personal question and sure enough he was honest enough to answer. I REALLY LIKE that about him.)
There's ONE friend I know BEFORE Facebook. Now this guy is a hard working, upright guy, and I know exactly what he needs to get through his week. Sometimes it takes 2-3 weeks, and I can see him getting agitated. He needs a RELEASE. He needs to feel CONTROL over some aspect of his crazy life. He needs to be LISTENED to. Above all, he needs a SECRET to carry in his heart, because even the good guys have a little bit of the mercenary in them. That appeals to me, because I was always the BAD INFLUENCE.
And now, for a little break, because I've lost my focus due to the SONS OF ANARCHY playing on my TV at 4am... so we now return you to your regularly scheduled Facebook. :)
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