Monday, November 21, 2011

FINALLY FIGURED IT OUT

In the words of my "brother" to describe the male sex drive in terms of their LACK of desire for forplay, WHY, and nutting early. Hahahahahahahaha

"It's like with dogs. If you give them a treat right away they're going to nibble at it, but if you tease them for a while they're gonna just chomp it all up at once and it's gone!"

It finally makes sense.
This is amazing info for the ForRealBitch :)

Wednesday, November 2, 2011

Parenting Sucks

So it has just occured to me, under the influence of good weed:

That parenting sucks.
And a lot of things suddenly make sense to me about who I am and why I came to be this way.
My mother's crazy, okay? Absolutely beyond psycho crazy insane. Huge temper problems - that slowly developed more and more gradually for my dad over the course of their marriage, and 5 years behind (started to get into the fighting with them when I was about 5), it gradually developed more and more for me. I'll always be about 5 years behind her temper span.
Anyways, she's a control freak. To the ultimate extreme. She thinks she is right about absolutely everything, and so she tells everyone what to do. But the problem with the 3 people in our oh so lonely family is that me and dad also think we're right most of the time, too. We just don't try to control everyone and everything because of it. Naturally, we don't listen to her. Or we do and we do it our way (still a problem in her eyes). Over time, the voice raises slightly a tenth of a knotch more and the anger builds up in time, in time. And then she's like a volcano, and always active.
I honestly wish I could be like most college freshman and live at home. But it has gotten so bad at the homefront I left as soon as I could. In fact, I hadn't even graduated yet. Freshly 18, on my own. Living with 5 other lesbians about 45 minutes from my highschool in a 3 bedroom apartment, which I co-co-owned the lease. Coming back home around graduation was probably the worst time for me, because my girlfriend (no family) had to come live with us and they did not like her - they just felt really bad for her and they didn't want me to fuck up graduation by helping her find a place to live. The 6 females had too much PMS and depression to make things last more than a few months obviously. But we loved each other and called each other family. And after me and my ex broke up, 4 of us stayed talking and wanting to move in together. Panama City we went (480 miles from small-town Southeastern Louisiana). And 2 of us decided to come back because we were pulling all the weight. Finally found out how to grow up and couldn't do it because we didn't have the right people with us. Great people in your lives arn't always the best to live with - lesson learned. We all still keep in touch from time to time.
The girl came live with me at my parent's house, again, and I was just ready to get out. The promise of coming home and using my scholarship money meant a payed-for apartment and a new car. Both came true in time - they kept their promise. It just meant me and her had to live their for a month and a half. It got bad again, but I wasn't home a lot because I was bringing her to work, going to school full-time, and working full-time (the most productive I've felt in a while). It was better, though, because they had realized they were losing me forever having their 18 year old daughter move 4 states away. And things are ever-increasingly getting better. I'm living about 5 minutes away in my own 1 bedroom apartment that me and my boyfriend share. It's nice - updated, feels suburban, but it's small. Anyways, the beginning of the semester involved my dad sitting in the kitchen every day as all my guy friends waiting nervously on the couches. It looks horrible to a father, but I hang out with 75% guys, and I have a shitload of friends. They come smoke weed at night and they fall asleep on the couch. I go sleep alone on my air mattress because we're always too busy to go mattress shopping with my parents. This was before my boyfriend moved in - and he actually made them trust me more. What parent, even, would let a 16 year old (turned 17 a week after he moved in) move in with an 18 year old and get him emancipated, when they're about to move 3 states away??? Well, my boyfriend's parents actually. It's crazy. And our parents just trust us right now. Things just feel right in our lives - we know everything's about to go down the right path - we're just nervous about it.
And slowly the temper with my mom is winding down towards me - and them as well because
of the relieved stress of me being out the house again.
Things are getting better, slowly but surely.
At least we're REAL about it :)

<3ForReal Bitch<3

Tuesday, November 1, 2011

We're All Attracted To Different Things

Here's what's attractive to meA forreal bisexual, that is:




Big boobs with a small waist (contrast is good)








The sexy librarian look
Intelligence is attractive
And sexy.






Orange sweatpants, they stand out








Hair half-up
I don't care what anyone says; this is the most
attractive way to way your hair








Showing your shoulders
Shoulders are sexy









LONG hair










Flat stomach
Healthy is sexy






Neon colored tights






White moccassin flats







Nerd glasses on mixed girls
They look best on mixed girls okay?







Shit like this








Pink highlights on blonde hair
And I totally want my hair just like this!!









Pigtails
Mainly on myself









Capri sweatpants










Hair this color!!!










Girly leather jackets






Green eyes (Isn't this girl gorgeous???)