I'm not asking your name. I'm asking who are you to others in your life. I'm somebody's sister. I'm somebody's aunt; somebody's great aunt, even. I'm somebody's wife. I'm somebody's mother. I'm somebody's grandmother. Who are you?
I'm not an animal either and anyone who knows me knows that, because I make it quite clear. My ancestry doesn't come from no jungle monkeys. I'm a sister I'm a sister I'm a sister I'm a daughter I'm an awesome friend I'm a beautiful lover I'm a caring mother for my fur babies I'm cunning I'm emotional I'm exciting I'm fast in thought, quicker tongue I'm weird I'm odd I'm queer I'm different.
I am someone's sister. I am someone's best friend and lover. I am an internet-a-holic. I am a porn junkie. I am a disturbed individual. I like making stupid comments whenever i can. Ha!
i'm the old guy who doesn't look as old as he is. who doesn't quite fit anything you might otherwise imagine about him. who is content to be alone who does nothing to attract nor repel who will respond to a conversation but almost never start one there really isn't anyone who's life i'm in that i know of. there's a small number of people who know of me there are undoubtedly psychometric files in dusty archives but i wouldn't count on how reliable anything they tell you might be there are a small number of members of the local furry community who might sort of know who i am, and even fewer of anyone else i come into contact with on a more frequent basis. i don't try to be secretive, nor push people away, but i don't try to be or do otherwise either.
I am the very model of a modern Major-General, I've information vegetable, animal, and mineral, I know the kings of England, and I quote the fights historical From Marathon to Waterloo, in order categorical; I'm very well acquainted, too, with matters mathematical, I understand equations, both the simple and quadratical, About binomial theorem I'm teeming with a lot o' news, With many cheerful facts about the square of the hypotenuse. I'm very good at integral and differential calculus; I know the scientific names of beings animalculous: In short, in matters vegetable, animal, and mineral, I am the very model of a modern Major-General. I know our mythic history, King Arthur's and Sir Caradoc's; I answer hard acrostics, I've a pretty taste for paradox, I quote in elegiacs all the crimes of Heliogabalus, In conics I can floor peculiarities parabolous; I can tell undoubted Raphaels from Gerard Dows and Zoffanies, I know the croaking chorus from The Frogs of Aristophanes! Then I can hum a fugue of which I've heard the music's din afore, And whistle all the airs from that infernal nonsense Pinafore. Then I can write a washing bill in Babylonic cuneiform, And tell you ev'ry detail of Caractacus's uniform: In short, in matters vegetable, animal, and mineral, I am the very model of a modern Major-General. In fact, when I know what is meant by "mamelon" and "ravelin", When I can tell at sight a Mauser rifle from a javelin, When such affairs as sorties and surprises I'm more wary at, And when I know precisely what is meant by "commissariat", When I have learnt what progress has been made in modern gunnery, When I know more of tactics than a novice in a nunnery – In short, when I've a smattering of elemental strategy – You'll say a better Major-General has never sat a gee. For my military knowledge, though I'm plucky and adventury, Has only been brought down to the beginning of the century; But still, in matters vegetable, animal, and mineral, I am the very model of a modern Major-General.
I'm a student, and an aunt. I'm my cats person. I enjoy sharing a dark sense of humor with my friends.
I'm a student, and an aunt. I'm my cats person. I enjoy sharing a dark sense of humor with my friends.
I am just me. I have a lot to offer, but first you have to give a damn. And be decent. If you're cool towards me, I'll do the same for you. I like to help people. If you want to be shitty to me to make yourself feel/look better to your clan, I will respond in kind. You get what you give with me. I can be loving and nice, or I can be a shitty f'n asshat. Your choice. You have nobody to blame but yourself if you bring that out of me. I came here to have fun, make friends, etc. But I must say quite a few Men here are dying to put me away. I've even been told to get the hell off here. Seriously. Did hippy men really do that to each other? Not that I've ever heard. Me thinks a lot of guys need to learn how to "man up". Y'all got lost in the shuffle of feminized life, now you're pissed about it. Man up or leave your fellow man alone.