I Am A Lesbian, I Hate Labels I Am Just Me, Ok? - Ahhh many moons and galaxies ago I was born to two poor souls who said... she looks like neither one of us? But my parents knew I was different from the beginning. very independent gal we have here. Yes and I'm sure she will change her own world. funny, I thought so too. I grew up too fast taking care of siblings. Worked when my father was disabled... during the burning the bras feminist days. My parents were worried will you be outrageous and shame your family name? I said 'moi? You are out of your minds... be sides, its my name too and I'll do whatever I want. I did everything you asked of me. went to school, worked, cleaned and don't ask me when I'm going to get married because its not going to be with some man, ok? So drop it. Mom said just curious, while father said...that's my girl...she's her own person, Thank God! Time was never kind to the outing of my Lesbianism. I am private, Though if someone just happens to see me marching in a gay parade and ask? I say what of it... do i ask you if you're hetero? Come on, get with it. It's obvious I am a well endowed woman, cultured, intelligent and respectable. I know who I am and I don't give a shit what anyone thinks of me. When I was growing up i enjoyed watching beautiful people of the big movie screen. i was fascinated. When I first saw Raquel Welch back in 1967, wearing the small bits of fur around her body like a bikini....I said I want her, I want her badly and wet my panties. Mother asked me what was wrong, I said i was too close to the screen and the dinosaurs scared me..bullshit! it was Raquel's tits that mesmerized me for years! and she still does...looking good. baby! I loved her tits I remember I want to die in her cleavage with a big smile on my face... Well as I grew, unbeknownst to me, I had the tits in the family. Hahaha Both mom and my sis both wore size a or b and I was a C then just crossed over to a D. Oh God... I didn't want these on me, I want them on the girls I went out with... but I compromised and been grateful to have played with a variety... they are all lovely to me. My first experience was beautiful and horrible and glad to have gone through it early. I am choosy in everything in life as well as partners and I am private. I have been alone most of my life by choice and hardships I couldn't fathom having a partner in my life till i felt it was right for me. Don't judge me for being a bachelorette and that I have no experience being in a long relationship. I still know what love is and I respect it so. I love the way a woman carries herself. The way she walks, eats, kisses, hugs and communicates. I don't care about fucking, I care about making love to another woman... to each other. I don't have time for the flirty kinda gal unless we know each other a bit better. And I love foreign women their different cultures fascinate me , for I long so much to travel. Is she out there? Yes, she is somewhere. and when we find each other... I will go to the ends of the earth to meet her.... why? because I feel she's worth it. But I too have had my share of broken hearts. I mend it, just to have it broken again. This is a human experience, not Gay Lesbian or hetero... we all have our ups and downs with broken hearts, I just find myself in delicious company... so complex some make their lives out to be, while I try to keep mine simple and enjoy the view of beautiful lovely women, I adore. So you want to call me a Lesbian.... go ahead, I don't care... I am just me, ok?
Here's a Homage I did for Raquel -
all pictures found on search engine images - I claim no rights - just making a
video,. Music I paid to use. Enjoy!
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