To start off, a short story: Kitty left the larp we attended before I did. He was done there, and no longer having fun, and so he needed to leave. As we were both doing logistics at the time, I took over, and continued to attend. However, given the amount of time we spent together at events, no one really bothered trying to do anything with me because he was always there. Well, literally the event after he left I'm walking up to where some people are hanging out to join in on conversation, and a guy who is a known douchebag walks up to me. He cuts me off in my tracks, grabs me by the shoulders, and tells me he's high, and that he wants to drag me into the woods to fuck me. Needless to say I'm a little put off by this and say something to the president of the larp. He comes back to me later, telling me that he said he was just joking. Um, excuse me, the fuck? He's not my friend, and if he was, he'd know that any sort of joke like that would be me
My life is such an odd and surreal rollercoaster of kink, mischief, body modification and wonderment. Read along, and see the new pages of the journey that is my life, with all the sex, trouble, friends, family, pain, and adventure.