Let Me Make This Perfectly Clear: I Am Not Into Bondage Or The Like. Please Do Not Ask Me To Partake In Such Activity. What You Do Behind Closed Doors Is Your Business; Just Don't Involve Me.
I rate who I want when I want. I rate all 10s & 11s. I hit like buttons for points like everyone else. If I rate you I'll like and comment. I don't expect anything in return for that. I get my points when I spank your buttons. If by chance you are running ability bling and feel the desire to bomb, etc please feel free to do so. I don't expect it and when that happens I'm very grateful. If I see that you need boosting for leveling I'll do so. I'll add you if you need angel family if I have space; I keep a certain number of perm fam spaces. If you need to level and I don't have the ability, just ask and I'll see who I know that can help you.
I'm high maintenance ... I love attention. I love romance and seduction when it's done properly and with ease. There is nothing worse than someone who is uncomfortable with their actions trying to seduce you. If you want to steal the key to my heart, you must be honest with me and love me for who I am. I must admit, I don't share well with others, and if you say you love me mean it.
I enjoy the occult, Psychic phenomena, Paranormal...lol I'm learning to read tarot and studying the Wicca religion. I sound so dark...hahaha I love music, love to read, spend time outdoors.
From childhood's hour I have not been As others were; I have not seen As others saw; I could not bring My passions from a common spring. From the same source I have not taken My sorrow; I could not awaken My heart to joy at the same tone; And all I loved, I loved alone. Then- in my childhood, in the dawn Of a most stormy life- was drawn From every depth of good and ill The mystery which binds me still: From the torrent, or the fountain, From the red cliff of the mountain, From the sun that round me rolled In its autumn tint of gold, From the lightning in the sky As it passed me flying by, From the thunder and the storm, And the cloud that took the form (When the rest of Heaven was blue) Of a demon in my view. EDGAR ALLEN POE