A former friend of mine suggested that I write this very blushy blog about my boogers. You can see the suggestion and make your own in my thread.

So ... *rolls eyes* ... here it is ...

When I was a kid, I, like a lot of youngins' loved to pick my nose. When I was about three, this fascination grew to an obsession. My mom said the worms "stop picking your nose" multiple times a day.

One night I was sitting on the stairs, looting for gold in my...

I just want say before I start this entry that this is coming from a man who does not have the typical male sex drive

I'll be quite honest in saying that the way men approach sex and women online is an absolute disgrace

Although I want to say as well that I'm certainly no saint in this regard but I like to think I'm still able to have reasoned discussion with anyone online

It does get to a point where a man won't talk to me "because he isn't gay"....

All good things come to an end. This a very bleak way of looking at things, but it is also true. Even the best things have an end. Holidays end, books end, lives end. We really have no control over things ending. However, we CAN have some control over how some things end: specifically relationships.

D/s relationships are very unique, yet they are also very similar to vanilla, romantic relationships or friendships.

Nobody goes into a relationship thinking that it is going...

Some of you might have noticed that my little worm has a new username. Sunday night I decided to change it to Katie (a slight abuse of my new admin powers ).

Why Katie? Well ... MastersVoice and I were talking and he tried to type "Jaro" and his autocorrect changed it to "Katie". I thought it was freaking funny and immediately told Jaro. He didn't find it so amusing.

Of course, being the brat that I am, I decided that I needed to use this information...

My past mirror:

I think I am ugly. Unintelligent. Not worth it. Broken beyond repair. I think that I'm too fat. That my hair isn't pretty enough. That I'm not helpful, not kind, not funny, not a good friend or sub or domme or parent. That I don't deserve good things. That I don't deserve love or happiness.

His past mirror:

He thinks I am beautiful. Smart. Worth it. That my body is perfect. That my hair is gorgeous. That my face is delicious. That I'm kind,...

Awhile ago I asked for some blog topic suggestions in a thread. MastersVoice was kind enough to suggest the topic of my desire to be a sub but to also serve others.

Subby Me
I realized that I was into BDSM when I was about 16. Interestingly enough, it was an episode of CSI that sparked my research. As soon as I started to read stories, I knew that I had a desire to submit to somebody.

My natural state in life has been very submissive. I don't like confrontation....

I realized earlier this month that I have been missing something pretty significant in my life .... playful banter.

We all know that I am a brat, a very good one actually :P The truth is, I am a brat because it is fun. I like pushing and then being pushed back. I like to make people laugh and overall...