(via prostituting)
I’m pretty certain this will be my (new) personal blog, and I’ll keep my camgirl blog separately. I don’t mind strangers knowing that I’m a camgirl, but I do mind people* that only know me through MFC knowing about my personal life.
I’m tired of having a weird sleep schedule because I have a weird life schedule. I have to be at my “real” job in the morning. Very little money, but lots of fun interaction. I ought to be camming. I haven’t been on much at all since Christmas, and I’m a little broke. Siiigh. I’m tired of being tired.
I’m in love with people that I see in public. People that I only know through fleeting albeit frequent moments; cautious eye contact across the coffee shop, knowing their “usual” at the cafe I work at, running into each other for manic cigarette breaks. I like to imagine our potential futures and how cute we would look in pictures together, how nice it would be to make them laugh. Right now I have a huge crush on this beautiful girl that frequents my coffee shop. She’s been sauntering through my dreams lately, just playing a bit part. I’ve persuaded myself to work up the nerve to talk to her the next time she’s around. We’ll see if it happens.
*Strangers that whack off to me