CL WoW Loving

Girl seeking WoW player - w4m
Date: 2008-10-14, 11:01AM PDT
Do you like to PvP in the World of Warcraft? Do you want to have sex with a
girl playing arena in the eighteen-hundreds bracket? Do you want to have sex
with me WHILE I play arena?

Continue reading.. I will be playing my druid.. she is in full Season
3 and some Season 4. I play with another female player on her warrior, but she
is not going to physically join us.. she will be on vent or skype listening in,
but mostly her purpose will be to keep the game going smoothly by letting me
know what is happening so I don't have to pay much attention.

You must be ok with vaginal and anal penetration, as well as eating me out,
and you must be able to finish on me twice within one hour.

But more importantly, you must be familiar with the game. You should be not
only yelling things like, "Your pussy feels so good on my dick" but also pay
some attention to my arena game(s). And be loud. Remember, I'll have my headset
on to talk to my partner. "Root him!", "Cyclone so I can pull out and fuck your
ass" and so on. You must be kinky, naughty, and very horny. I will be quizzing
you, so if you are not sure about your stuff, please do not respond.


What you have to do/have in order for me to consider you:
- You must have at least one level 70 in equivalent gear, maybe we can chat
about it.
- You cannot be overweight, but also not the muscle jock body type with a
brain the size of a pea. Chubby is BEST!
- You must be able to spell.
- You must be at least 20 years old and no older than 29.
- At least 5'10".
- No blondies.
- Dark hair, dark eyes
- Prefer uncut, but you must be clean. Circumsized will be considered, but
not preferred.

About me:
- I am 5'8"
- 150lbs
- Blue eyes and brown hair.
- I know a lot about video games.
- I want to fuck you while I play arena if you fulfill the above
requirements.
- I am very tight.. I have not had sex in about 8 months.

Ya know. I'm wondering why people think this is sad.

One Liners: Craigslist

Craigslist

Girl seeking WoW player - w4m
Date: 2008-10-14, 11:01AM PDT

Do you like to PvP in the World of Warcraft? Do you want to have sex with a girl playing arena in the eighteen-hundreds bracket? Do you want to have sex with me WHILE I play arena?

Continue reading.. I will be playing my druid.. she is in full Season 3 and some Season 4. I play with another female player on her warrior, but she is not going to physically join us.. she will be on vent or skype listening in, but mostly her purpose will be to keep the game going smoothly by letting me know what is happening so I don't have to pay much attention.

You must be ok with vaginal and anal penetration, as well as eating me out, and you must be able to finish on me twice within one hour.

But more importantly, you must be familiar with the game. You should be not only yelling things like, "Your pussy feels so good on my dick" but also pay some attention to my arena game(s). And be loud. Remember, I'll have my headset on to talk to my partner. "Root him!", "Cyclone so I can pull out and fuck your ass" and so on. You must be kinky, naughty, and very horny. I will be quizzing you, so if you are not sure about your stuff, please do not respond.

What you have to do/have in order for me to consider you:
- You must have at least one level 70 in equivalent gear, maybe we can chat about it.
- You cannot be overweight, but also not the muscle jock body type with a brain the size of a pea. Chubby is BEST!
- You must be able to spell.
- You must be at least 20 years old and no older than 29.
- At least 5'10".
- No blondies.
- Dark hair, dark eyes
- Prefer uncut, but you must be clean. Circumsized will be considered, but not preferred.

About me:
- I am 5'8"
- 150lbs
- Blue eyes and brown hair.
- I know a lot about video games.
- I want to fuck you while I play arena if you fulfill the above
requirements.
- I am very tight.. I have not had sex in about 8 months.

The unfortunate loathing

"Cultivate an interest in a person, and by extension their interests. If I like the person, there is often an excellent chance I will enjoy at least some of their pastimes. Then, sometimes it's just my interest in the person that makes the activity engaging but it has let me to a fairly wide variety of short term hobbies at least. Perhaps people are my hobby. "

- The only person who inspires this much hatred in me.

Loathing is a strange thing. I have hated a few people who have done nothing to me...but they invoke a primal reaction within me that raises my hackles. My body winces at the instinct to get into a fighting stance at the mere mention of their name. And oh lord, this woman does it. I hate her with a passion that burns my chest. Once I thought she was gone from my guild, I figured that I was safe from this tension but she returns again. She inspires this much hatred because when she uses her status as a woman to forward her agenda, to tease and then dump, her actions reflect negatively onto me as a teaser as some people have a problem distinguishing intentions by playful people.

This inspired my bad haiku:

Disrespecting tease
Your wit and charms are lost here
Grammar nitpicker

I really dislike her.

Good morning, Boston

As I look at myself in the mirror, tousled hair and skin browned by time and sun, naturally scarlet full lips, a body that I thank my past self for taking the pain and the shame to work to its current level of fitness, I can say to myself: damn, I look hot. I should really fuck every morning.

I enjoy the process more than the ending. I realized this when time was too short to conclude things for either of us. He's a good guy even though he laughed at me for not knowing what a Prius is. That burned me up a little. And also nailed the coffin on any possible unconscious inklings of a future relationship. Thank goodness.

I am planning out my day, planning to do shopping and eating. I already have some ideas for artwork. I am refreshed and revitalized by the unfamiliarity of my domiciled surroundings. Though for sleep, I cannot abide the humming and whirring of the ever hiberating computer and I am awoken by the mere shift of the warm body next to me.

I've been playing way too much WoW since I got here. This touch of agoraphobia makes my heart pound when I contemplate crossing the boundary of this commune. For all of the aloof mannerisms that these hairy guys/quiet girls exhibit, I'm safe in their organized kitchen, their amazing chocolate almond cookies and their inadequately ventilated bathrooms with strands of hair everywhere.

Otay I get ready. Screw you Oldlock, I'm not going to wear myself out for Archimonde.

My brightness

So I let go of my high school reunion. I let go of the short fuse I harbor, let go of my Type A loving, let go of men and women, let go of unrequited hopes.

My new favorite sex education website:
http://liberator.com/videos.php?channel=9&video=120

SS

How beautiful

How beautiful, wonderful is my relief with releasing, pain throbbing in my chest yet it's one of the most reaffirming reasons to be alive. I've carried pain for this long and now I feel...free to have it.

How confusing. A WoW blog associated with these emotions. The person who manipulates XYZ movement for a representation of self. This is all related to how my self, in game and in real life have developed into something new.

A player has remarked several times of how he heard that I'm into pain. I always chuckle to myself, never elaborating on what it is because it's none of his/their business. Yes, I associate pain with change. My tears are a result of searching for a facility that has been buried with the gross mess of daily chores, relationships, to-do lists. I wish to flex it and to radically twist my perspective to accept something new, it results in a medley of reactions that bubble beneath the surface. The low boil has come to its peak. I've found my selfishness and I gladly embrace it. I will live for myself and not for my parents nor my brother, nor for those who do regard me highly and those who think of myself in a slight manner like one thinks of Barbie dolls and mopheads.

So why do I write here? I have a mute audience. It feels like I write on a wall where someone may happen to pass by and glance at scribbles. I think that's why I left Xanga. That need to see who approves of my writing, a popularity contest. There's no winning here.

I am not sorry for who I am or what I write. I will write about the things I love and experience because one day, I will forget and the memory will haunt me because I would not be able to name it.

I am glad because the day where my contract to the many will be on hold temporarily. I will play the game how I want to, be free in my aloneness and loneliness to be beholded to noone. All mothers need a break from their wills being for others, unconsciously listening for that question, ready with answers. In my breaking from the herd, I will relearn how to do things for myself.

This pain of feeling light as a feather brings a smile to my face. The intensive labor of anger had been productive.