I am Ms Awake - Mother of 4, entrepreneur, soon-to-be-divorced (yes, it's been over a year), adventurer, runner, optimist, graphic designer, traveler, porn aficionado, kinkster, sexually liberated, passionately curious, and lover of life.
I am NSFW (I've since upgraded my rating, posting my thoughts will do that... )
My blog is called 'Awake', because now that I finally am, and not sleepwalking through my life, I am never going to take my Awakening for granted. I have discovered, been shown, a side of myself that is a part of me that I no longer want to hold down and in. It is a gift to have had my eyes opened. It's been a little over two years since I discovered tumblr. It has been an evolving experience, one that makes me want more from all aspects of living - to live more fully, experience the appy platter of life, so to speak. I want to explore my life, and I want someone strong and capable to take my hand and explore it with me, to always call me (among other deliciously naughty things), His baby girl or "Mine". My fairy tale is totally Anne Rice/Anne Desclos rather than Classic Disney - but I'm still a princess. Give me my Laurent or Sir Stephan any day, and all the places He would take/lead me. I want to know what Katy Perry is singing about - and sing it too.
My life is a gift, and I'm living it the way I want to, proudly being me. It's now or never, baby. firstname.lastname@example.org
Aww! Thanks for playing the meme, CP - you rock! Of course you are asking me the hardest colour/question… ;)
I would say my tastes are well varied. And I am pretty much up to try anything, with my hard limits being cutting (yikes!) and poop. I find these are far more about someone I would be interested in than any actual play. Let’s face it, if the passion in there, just about everything is sexy. His sweaty armpit? Totally lickable.
Big talker - don’t brag, don’t boast, don’t bore me with how awesome/what a sex machine you think you are.
Unintelligent - Nothing makes me shut down faster. Moving on.
No sense of humour/fun - Not that I want to be all jokes all the time, but I get goofy, and I need someone to appreciate it.
Unimaginative - Boring is boring.
Okay, serious pain things wig me out. I don’t want to be cut.
Bad teeth. Okay, it’s shallow but whatever. Poor dental hygiene is gross.
Passion-less (Yes, I’m making a seventh, I couldn’t end on bad teeth) - If you can’t been passionate about something in your life, how can you be passionate with me?