My bottom, to spank... |
I was keeping these negative bitchy thoughts to my private blog, but......
"Ohhh! It looks like * & * had a 25th w /a party. Why weren't we invited {Pouts!}...lol...So much for his miserable depressive life...
I'm assuming it was a spanking peeps convention. Because * liked the picture with *, in the same s c. I feel sooo hurt. Nah! Of course not. I'm taking the pee. * * needs attention & sick people. We don't fit in neither category...
* was really into that * bloke. The REALLY! sick bloke. It must be so sad continuously thinking about illness. Basically existing not living. Though people who seem to go on & on & on about illness. Also have a great social life. Sooo! SHUT THE FUCK UP!!! about illness...
Poor **. Who's exhausted from lack of sleep. Sooo! ill. Sooo! depressed. He does not matter. Only caring for * & the * matters. When he was after using me. Because she was too ill to play anymore. There they are with their friends having a party. WTF! STOP FUCKING GOING ON, then you twat! Your 'nothing' life can't be all bad can it...
The thing is. I was not considered a friend. I was considered a arse. Just an arse to use & abuse. Just a submissive to talk at. To treat with a lack of respect. Not listen to. Because I am just an arse. It really fucking pisses me off. Not that I didn't get an invite. This little rant is not about that. The doom & gloom people with their actual 'good' 'happy' 'positive' life...
The fact that I was 'deleted' 'unfriended' for offending the twat. It is not difficult to offend an attention seeker, who just sees you as a 'no fees exchanged' arse. When I didn't even do anything to offend him. Actually. I was trying to be friendly. I was polite. Diplomatic. He was the one offending me, but I chose to ignore it. Use tact...
The story of my life. Ohhh! Yeah! I am a great sub. Great to play with. Too quiet to be friends with. I don't kiss arse. Or give the attention seeking depressed sick people enough attention. In fact I don't give them attention at all. Why should I. They get enough attention from each other. Pity they don't appreciate it...
How I see it. I am only good enough to be a freeby arse. If I think these people will consider me a friend. I am very much mistaken. No. They have got each other. Their friends. I am the weird 'introvert'..."Hmmm! As I said. I should stop being a sub into playing & become an attention seeking manic depressive. Yet. These people don't live the life of someone with such a doom & gloom life. They just get more attention from being sooo pathetic. Stop 'attention seeking'. Though 'attention' & kissing up gets you more fair weather friends...
Ohh! Yeess! I went there. Not nice? Neither are most people. Being nasty to the sick people? Not particuly. I just think they should appreciate what they have got. Instead of going on about their doom & gloom life. Which is not all bad actually. If it was that bad they would be stuck in doors...
Maybe I should go on about my health problems. I might make some actual friends that way. Ohh! but no actual spanking. I'll just be one of your friends, hey! I would bore you with my illness, but I prefer to not dwell on it, or burden others with just how ill I am...
I feel for people who are genuinely ill. Or depressed...but...There is a time & a place. The spanking scene, where people are meeting with like minded people to play. It seems the ones who play are just a 'bottom'. The ones who are friends. Don't appear to play. If they do it is rarely. So. Don't play be there for friendship & 'socializing' {I know, some people are capable of both}
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