Little girl spinning around. Why are you sad? Why do you frown? You should be happy go lucky. Not unhappy and down.
Little girl I know life has been rough.
Take a deep breath. You'll get through it. You're tough.
Things will get better. You had a lot to endure.
Just have faith. It can reassure.
You used to smile and not have a care.
Now it seems all you do is live your life in fear.
Little girl a smile is what everyone wants to see.
It's time to be happy. It's time to be care free.

Today a friend of mine wrote something that kind of disturbed me. I won't mention who it is, but they wrote "Why do I feel so suicidal right now?", and it caught my eye. Now I'm not close friends with this person. I don't even really know them. We became friends through a fan site. Anyway it got me thinking. No matter what stress or depression you are going through, there is always a way through it. Find someone you trust and talk to them. Tell them how you are feeling instead of keeping inside. Also I find that writing helps as well. Write out your problems. When I see mine on paper it helps me take action and try to get through it.

Not everyones life is perfect. I'm sure we all have had our ups and downs. I have always tried to be a kind person to everyone I meet because I don't know what they are going through. Am I in their shoes? No I'm not, so what reason do I have to judge who they are?

Now you might think this person is no one you really know, so why are you concerned? Because that is the type of person I am. There are so many people out there thinking that suicide is the only way out, and it isn't. I am a firm believer no matter what obstacles we go through, there is always a way out, and it makes us who we are. I know it has made me a stronger person.

If you feel there is no one to talk to and you feel there isn't help out there, please call 1-800-273-8255. There are people that care.

I have decided to make some changes on my profile. If you noticed before I had photos including my face, which I've taken down. In order to do that I had to delete all the photos to get rid of the ones I didn't want. I will be reposting the ones I want periodically. I took these photos down because of a personal choice of mine, and have thought about deleting the account. Not for attention purposes, but really at the end of the day who cares how many people view my profile. My life doesn't revolve around this site.
I will say that I feel that this place is a popularity contest and I don't care about that. I'm not trying by any means to win it. I just try to go on and have fun, but I will say that some features for non members are unfair, and I have stated this before. For example photos. I should be able to pick and choose what I want to have or delete instead of going through the trouble of deleting them all. Also there are certain people I want to block and I can't because I can only block so many. Peoples rude comments on my photos. Don't I have the right to delete those? Just seems a little unfair to me.
So I'm assuming you all what to know why doesn't she just get premium. I'll tell you why. I simply can't afford it and even if I could I have other priorities right now. To me having gas or electric or a house is much more important than a site with my nude photos on it.
I do want to thank everyone who has treated me like a lady. I really appreciate it, and it means a lot. It shows that there are still respectable men out there.

Alone in a room

Just you and I


We look at each other

Frozen in time.

You take my hand

I follow your lead

You hold me

You kiss me

I am melting, melting, melting in your arms.

Clothes come undone.

Flesh upon flesh

I shiver. You take me in your arms.

I am safe.

I am secure.

We kiss.

We touch.

We become high from the passion.

Eyes lock.

Don't want to look away.

For we are frozen in time

Hand upon hand.

Hot breath on my neck.


I shiver knowing what will happen next.

I try to speak.

Nothing comes out.

I want to kiss you.

You hold back.

Anticipation is killing me.

Gazes lock.

Lips part.

We move closer.

Closer.

Closer.

Our lips melt.

Tounges touch.

Lips travel.

travel.

travel.

I gasp.

I try to pull away.

Not wanting to give in.

I close my eyes.

A new sensation takes over my body.

I moan with delight.

Nails dig upon your back.

It builds and builds.

I can't take it no more.

I give in, and surrender.

I surrender to you.

Take me

Take me now

To a place I have never been before.

Show me the way.


The way to your heart.

Lead me.

I will follow.

Take my fears away.

Take my curiousity away.

Take my doubts away.

You are the one.

The one that I want.

Find me.

Search me.

Take me.

It was an ordinary day. Ordinary-being the key word. It was Thursday and I was at the local deli ordering my usual. A turkey sandwich with cheese and lettuce. A treat for myself since it was payday.
"No tomato or mayo, JD?"
I look at Chuck, the owner who always teased me. I smile at him.
"No, thank you."
He finishes my order and I pay him. I sit down and unwrap heaven. Well plain heaven, but still it was heaven to me. I lift it to my mouth to take a bite and notice a man beside me. I try not to stare but I get an uneasy feeling. I discreetly wrap the sandwich trying to make a quiet exit. I could always eat in the car. I'm about to get up and walk out and my ears are pierced with the words.
"Nobody move. This is a hold up!"
The place goes quiet and I groan. Not out of fear. More out of annoyance. It is lunchtime, I was starving and the mystery guy with the sunglasses and baseball cap was ruining my hour.
He walks over to Chuck and demands him to open the register. He obliges and stuffs the money into the bag that is handed to him. I look on in disbelief. I'm in a dream. I'm going to wake up to my alarm and this is all going to end. I realize it isn't when I feel a hand grab my arm. It's his hand and I struggle.
"What are you doing?" I demand, but he is insistent as he pulls me towards him.
"Keep quiet and you won't get hurt."
He forces me out the door. I desperately reach for my sandwich that is left on the table, but no luck. I'm out the door more angry than afraid. he leads me to a black suv and pushes me inside. He looks at me surprised when I rant on how he ruined my lunch. Any normal person would be begging for their life. I was begging for a sandwich. I'm still complaining as he starts the car, turns up the radio-I'm assuming to drown me out, and drives away.
We finally arrive at his destination. An apartment complex. I'm still complaining about my sandwich. He turns off the, takes off his sunglasses and looks at me annoyed.
"You done yet?"
I stare at his intense blue eyes and sigh.
"You know you ruined my lunch."
"And I'm supposed to be concerned?"
He gets out of the suv, walks over to my side and opens the door.
"Get out."
"I think I'll stay here."
"It wasn't a request. I was ordering you. Now get out."
He grabs my arm and pulls me out towards him.
"Walk with me if you want nothing to happen."
I decide it was best to pay attention if I ever wanted to see another turkey sandwich again.
I walk with him to the door. He takes out his key and unlocks it. He pulls me inside. He walks over to the kitchen and opens the refrigerator. He takes out some items and throws them on the counter.
"Here, maybe this will shut you up for a few minutes."
I walk over and take a closer look. Turkey breast, American cheese and a head of lettuce. I look at him.
"The bread is behind you."
"This isn't from Chuck's Deli."
He mocks me.
"This isn't from Chucks. Will you just be quiet and eat? You should be thanking me that I'm permitting you in the first place."
I take out the bread and begin slapping pieces of meat on it. I make my sandwich and take a bite. With a mouth full of food I ask
"You got anything to drink?"
He opens the refrigerator again and throws me a can of diet soda.
"Diet?" I ask.
"Drink it or die of thirst."
I open the can and take a gulp. I finish my lunch. He waits patiently. As soon as I take the last bite he grabs my plate and places it in the sink. He points to a chair in the living room.
"Sit down."
"I like to stand."
"It wasn't a request."
I sigh, walk over and sit. He takes rope out of the kitchen drawer and walks over. I jump up.
"Oh no. You are not tying me up."
"I need to go out and you need to stay here."
"No you need to let me go so I can get back to work. You know what a job is, don't you or is this what you do for a living?"
"You don't need to worry about what I do. All you need to worry is about staying alive."
He takes my hand and leads me to the window.
"See that car out there?"
I nod.
"Well they are after me and anyone associated with me."
I'm to exhausted to get upset.
"Great, so that means."
I plop down in the chair. He takes out the rope.
"You know you don't have to do that. I'm not going anywhere."
I hear him snicker and he smiles.
"I wasn't trying to be funny."
I don't realize that he is tying me to the chair as the conversation is going on.
He finishes and walks to the door.
"Wait a minute. What if I have to go to the bathroom?"
"Cross your legs." He walks out and locks the door behind him.
> I sit there for what seems like hours and begin to think. It was the only thing I could do since I was tied up. His face is embedded in my mind, especially his eyes. I know I've seen him before. The deli? No. On the street? I don't think so, and then it finally dawns on me. He was a customer that came in the store I worked at. I think more about the snicker and smile he did earlier. I remember him and I know now he took me for a reason. I wait patiently for him to walk through the door so I can reveal what I know. I was far from being afraid. I was annoyed more than anything. He finally walks in and smiles at me. I glare at him as he walks over and unties me. I sit there motionless.
"I thought you might have to go." He nods towards the bathroom.
"You were in the store last week" I blurt out.
"I'm in a lot of stores."
"Cut the crap. You know what I mean."
He ignores me and pulls me up.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
He pushes me toward the bathroom.
"Do your business and we'll talk."
I stand there for a minute. I was dying. I had to go. But I didn't like being told what to do. He places his hands on my shoulders and whispers.
"Go or I will talk about everything water related."
That's all I need to hear as I hurry inside and slam the door.
"Make sure you wash your hands." I hear him call from behind it.
I finish and walk out.
"Sit." He orders as he points to the couch. I walk over and sit down and he sits beside me. Complete silence. I turn to him and ask.
"So are you going to tell me?"
"What do you want to know?"
"Who are you and why am I here?" I ask frustrated.
"You know that car outside?"
"The one from earlier."
"Yes. Well I am in some trouble with them. Let's just say it was a business deal that went wrong."
"Drugs."
He shakes his head.
"Not that. Will you please listen?"
I look at him.
"The only way I can survive is if I'm married or pretend to be in my case."
I stare in disbelief.
"So, you're saying you took me so you could pretend I was your wife."
He looks at me.
I am still in shock trying to process what I just heard.
"I've been watching you a lot, JD.
My ears sting hearing him say my name. He takes his shirt and I stare at his chest. I clear my throat. He notices the tension.
"I'm sorry. It's a little stuffy in here. I'll put it back on."
"It's fine." I stammer.
He changes the subject.
"So, what does JD stand for?"
"You really want to know?"
"Yes I do."
"It stands for Jacqueline Danielle."
He smiles at me. I am not amused.
"I hate my name, so I've always gone by JD.
"Well Jacqueline Danielle I think you have a beautiful name."
He then does something that takes me by surprise. He pulls me towards him and kisses me. He lets go, gets up and walks into his bedroom. I hear the door shut as I sit on the couch feeling unsure on what to do.

I am me

I am a wife

I am a mother

I am a daughter

I am a sister

I am a friend

I am creative

I am a dreamer

I am mysterious

I am far from perfect

I am impatient

I am forgiving, but I never forget

I am nostalgic

I am passionate

I am shy

I am outgoing

I am witty

I am sarcastic

I am warm and caring

I am compassionate

I am proud

I am me

Like me

Love me

Accept me

Reject me

I will not change

I am me.

Are you ever so bored that you just you look up random things. Well I have no idea why but I typed Miley Cyrus in the search engine of you tube and there were homemade videos of her concerts. Holy shit she does things that make me blush. I'm sitting here watching it and thinking what the fuck. Why do these child stars have to act like that? Ok we know you are older and grown up. You don't need to be humping-correction "twerking" everything in site. I do know one thing. I don't think Disney will ever call her to star in one of their shows ever again. Lol.

What is your sign? What does it say about you? Being a person born on August 7th, I am a Leo. I am a person that likes to have fun. I am a creative person who thrives on recognition. I’m ambitious in the right situations. I’m independent. I like to show off in subtle ways. I’m generous with hospitality and affection.

Being born on August 7th I am a person that likes to make great mysteries of even the smallest things, and refuse to live my life according to convention. (No wonder why I get into arguments.) I am an attractive and magnetic person. (Not quite sure about that.) I have an unabashed need to play mind games in order to seduce others emotionally and spiritually.

Now don’t you go thinking I believe everything about my sign. Leos are supposed to be outgoing, love to party and be in crowds. I am more of an introvert. I don’t like to be in huge crowds. Don’t get me wrong I can be outgoing, but only in certain situations. Leos are supposed to be trusting, and for me it takes awhile to fully trust someone. Leos are supposed to be natural born leaders, and I am far from it. Then again I don’t think I give myself enough credit.

The bottom line is most of what my sign says is true about me. Oh, and lets not forget about pride. Leos are proud people, who hate to have their pride stepped on-including myself.

Here is a suggestion. Find out more about your sign. You might be surprised what you read. You don’t need to agree with everything , but I’m sure you will find a lot out about yourself.

All I know is if someone comes up to me and asks me my sign I am going to tell them “I’m a Leo, I’m a lion, and I’m proud."