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  • Published: Feb 11th, 2010
  • Nips & Bites: 16

Triple Dog Dare ~ HNT

One should be careful daring the imp …

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Heh this post is just for lissy ‘beams’

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  • Published: Jan 28th, 2010
  • Nips & Bites: 16

Freedom ~ HNT

There’s a wonderful saying Biddable coined and I love it …

YKINMKAIPDGAFWYKI
(Your Kink Is Not My Kink And I Personally Don’t Give A Fuck What Your Kink Is)

It’s not meant to insult. It’s not meant as anything much but simple acceptance that everyone that does the BDSM thing does it their own way. As long as it doesn’t impede on me personally I don’t give a fuck what you do. I don’t. As much as there are some things out there that completely freak me out and cause me to go eeewww fuck no that’s wrong! It’s because it’s out of my comfort zone or it’s something I just cannot fathom being comfortable doing. It’s not right for me.


So if you can live by the YKINMKAIPDGAFWYKI philosophy
Feel free to click …


rough body play.
I likes it.
It gets rid of rage and angries.
The hurt feels good.
The after effects only visual.
Inside calm.
Iceberg shots … I haz dem.
Those are the nice ones.

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  • Published: Jan 21st, 2010
  • Nips & Bites: 13

Pain is inevitable…. ~ HNT

Suffering is optional….

Live with intention. Walk to the edge. Listen hard.
Practice wellness. Play with abandon.
Laugh.
Choose with no regret.
Appreciate your friends. Continue to learn.
Do what you love.
Live as if this is all there is.

And don’t let any fucker tell you any differently.

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  • Published: Jan 14th, 2010
  • Nips & Bites: 8

Bleeding ~ HNT

There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.
Ernest Hemingway

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  • Published: Jan 7th, 2010
  • Nips & Bites: 8

The Masks We Wear ~ HNT

Who could ever thought
that behind the iron mask
so cold and hollow,
is the flesh of a child’s
so tender and warm
unto its deepest core.

Never imagined
to see such fantasy
and emotions in confinement
hidden through the masquerade
in a ballroom of paradox
dancing among, the ignorant.

Constantly struggling,
longing to break free
they waited for the blessed
to reach for the key
as they search for my face
before those written mirrors.

~Seymour Nightweaver~

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