Needing Sleep, Still And Always
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*sighs softly*That is so very not it. Not it at all. A slave... in 'olden days', a slave had no rights, no hope, nothing. Today, sorry, I don't care how deeply you are living the lifestyle or whatever, 99% of the time you DO have a choice. And if that choice you've made is to be owned... that is NOT a worthless thing. *sighs, shaking her head* Why don't people see how precious and valuable someone who is willing to surrender their Self can be? Why don't they realize what a wonderful thing it is, how priceless, how amazing? Argh. I need more time. I don't even have enough time to check email. Frustration rises. I need sleep.
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