I am thankful for friends. Friends who kept me from going down dark roads ... friends who convinced me to 'not do the thing' ... friends who got me to 'do the thing' :D ... friends who make me laugh ... friends who make me cry ... friends who challenge me ... friends who change the way I view the world ... Friends. I am thankful for friends.
Here are the ones I got:
( My Wishlist )
So I spent yesterday in Disneyland and Downtown Disney celebrating my upcoming birthday. Here is a rundown of the day ... Warning: This might get long and picture heavy, so I'll put it behind a cut :D
( Picture and Word Heavy LOL )
And that was my day!!! I had such a blast! Am totally exhausted and needed a pumpkin spice latte this morning to get going ... which is unheard of for me, as I can usually get going pretty easy LOL But I had SO much fun!!!
Sex is not a goddamn performance.
Sex should feel as natural as drinking water.
It should not require confidence.
Sex should happen, because the moment is ripe.
Ripening lips, ripening labia, ripening cock, ripening pupils, ripening state of being. Ripe and augmented and brimming. Your energy goes to your pumping heart, then to every external nerve, then to theirs, on fire.
You bask, roll, play in it. You sigh, moan, laugh.
It’s not about being “good in bed.”
It’s about being happy.
One should never worry if they’re doing it “correctly.” Sex is not factual. I don’t want your cookie-cutter sex, I don’t want your meticulously crafted, calculated, fool-proof fuck. I don’t want a show. I want you. Let your instincts, urges and whims define that. It’s enough.
What do most girls like? Forget about it. Statistics are meaningless when there’s only one. Hello, here’s me. Here’s you.
Don’t worry about taking it too slow. We got time. We got infinite rhythms, combinations, possibilities. Explore each fuck. Take our time. We can do a different one later.
Don’t worry about making me come. I’m here. Right where I want to be.
I am overwhelmed by wanting; you don’t have to convince me. I want you because I like you. So don’t put on a front. Don’t taint this.
I’m frustrated—it’s just authenticity I want.
Don’t say that something I like is ugly. Don’t compare yourself to the rest. You will live and die with and within your experiences like everyone else. If someone thinks you are amazing, they are not wrong. Their universe is as real as any other; it is forged through perception.
I don’t care if you accidentally slammed my head into the wall, if you slipped out, if my arm cracked, if the delightful pressure of your wet lips on my anything made a silly sound. There is no right way and no wrong way.
“Good in bed,” what.
You’re good in my bed. I’m pleased you’re there. I feel it suits you.
Shove your technique. Let your memory swallow it. Fuck me like you’d fuck me, fuck me like you feel.
This isn’t a test.”
Then we walked Downtown Disney and ended up in the Fossil store ... where I bought this:
I was hanging out with one of my besties, who I've known for ... 14 years? Anyway, we were heading out of DCA (Disney California Adventure) and over to Disneyland. As we're walking, there's a teenage boy headed our way with his right hand out ... like he was waiting for someone to give him a high five.
So I obliged him *g* ... and as he passed by he yelled 'I LOVE YOU!' ... I hope I made that kid's night.
I like to think I did. :D
It was a super busy day ... didn't get lunch until 1:30 ... but my manager made cupcakes!!!
I had two chocolate/strawberry cupcakes and one chocolate/banana cupcake ... yep gave myself a sugar rush LOL
I'm not sure if I'm going to make this a monthly thing ... I still have to finish my prompt chart and I have a new bunny nibbling ...
But suffice to say I'm home, and I'm frickin' hot (considering I just came from Canada LOL).
I have a big load of laundry waiting for me and some souvenirs to put away, and about 150 pictures to wade through but I had SO. MUCH. FUN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(And I'm sorry but I'm not wading through 7 days of LJ posts LOL)