rosabellaxxx:

The cutest thing.. He couldn’t contain himself and ate the cookies.. LOL

nerdgasmgirl:

So, it’s word fucking time again, sit back, relax and take it like a dirty, dirty whore.

I’m going to be addressing two big, big annoyances at once so try to keep up, there will be many words and many of them will have multiple syllables. I know this isn’t a deterrent to most of my followers but for the growling, scratching cro-magnon men that this is aimed at I’ll try to remain as monosyllabic as possible. If I fail horribly, as I probably will, please refer to the link below with any questions:

www.dictionary.com

Cool, we got that sorted. Let’s get started.

First off, I’m a cam girl. I shake my titties on the internet and I get paid for it. I consider myself a sex worker and I also consider myself a responsible, intelligent, well-rounded adult. Strangely enough, those two personas are not irrevocably separate, you can be one and the other. This whole idea that being a sex worker means you’re a desperate drug-addicted despot confuses and alarms me. I mean, if you want to think that the only way you can get attention is so the girl in question can get her next fix then that’s probably a self-esteem issue that you might want to see a psychiatrist about before the cutting starts.

I did not start camming out of desperation. I don’t do this job because I can’t do anything else. I’ve never even done drugs. In fact, I’m an LPN, finished school and got a license ages ago. I could probably stitch your wound closed, give you an IV and masturbate at the same time if I thought it would be a profitable show.  (It’s not, I’ve done the numbers. There are just too many people turned off by needles and blood. Go figure.) I made good money as a nurse and enjoyed my job. But I decided to go back to school for my PharmD about the same time I had a baby. I chose to start camming because I get to go to school, be with my family, enjoy my job and pay the bills.

Let’s break this down into a small list for those of us that have trouble with reading comprehension. I have a job that lets me:

 

• Go to school
  
  
• Spend time with my family
  
  
• Pay all my bills
  
  
• Enjoy myself while paying said billsStay safe and happy while providing the same fun and enjoyment to hundreds of others
  
  

Yeeeeeeah, I can totes see how only someone desperate for money and drugs would do this. Right? So, exactly what is your problem with camgirls? Do you want to go with the “You’re a dirty slut” defense or the “It’s demeaning to women” defense? I’ve taken a look at both and here’s what I think you really mean when you spout this shit.

“You’re A Dirty Slut”

I can see where someone might think this is an insult or even fitting to a camgirl, I mean, you spend all day fantasizing about a woman that will magically appear to suck your cock instead of pointing and laughing like all those other women and you soon start to have trouble recognizing fantasy from reality. Here’s the reality: I give people the chance to pay for media of me having fun, having orgasms, and generally being a kickass nerd goddess. The fantasy: I want your cock, bb. Give it to me. Fuck me all night long. I want your hot sticky cum all over my huge fucking tits. I want you biting my neck while your fingers leave bruises on my hips!

See, one you find in an erotica novel and one actually happens. I figure the only way someone can go their whole life thinking that all women with an ounce of sexual freedom are nothing but sluts is if they had a really rough childhood that forced them into that way of thinking. So, I feel bad for you for your dud parents. I enjoy my body, I enjoy orgasms, I enjoy sex and I enjoy other people realizing that there’s no shame in enjoying all of these things.

 

I’m going to break it down science style. What’s pain? Pain is your body’s response to stimuli to tell you that something is not good. Pain is your brain saying “Dude, this whole juggling flaming chainsaws thing isn’t going well, maybe we should ask for our job at the Stone Cold Creamery back…”

 

Adversely, what is pleasure? Pleasure is the body’s response to something good. Something it wants to keep doing, it’s your reward for doing something good. Like a piece of candy for getting A’s on your spelling test. It’s your body’s way of saying “Wowza, that was awesome man! Like, high fiving John McClane Yippee-Ki-Yay Muther Fucker type badassery. We need to do this ALL THE TIME!” See the correlation there? Your body likes one and not the other. This means our body and science says: Orgasms, good. Flaming Chainsaws, bad.

Don’t fight Science, he’s bigger than he looks. Mass dilation or something like that.

So, your body which was totally right about that whole chainsaw thing and therefore has some credibility says that sex is good, but you’re ashamed of it and disgusted by anyone that’s willing to share theirs. If this describes you I want you to stop and think right now why exactly seeing happy naked women makes you so furious. Because, seriously, except for icanhazcheeseburger cats, I can’t think of anything on the internet better than happy, naked women. Maybe really fantastic pictures of bacon smothered food. Maybe.

“It’s Demeaning to Women”

This one I’m going to clear up real fast. I’m woman, not women. I’m not demeaned. I’m enjoying myself and it’s a little sexist of you to categorize all women into one big mass hive mind like that. Shame on you. That is so entirely demeaning to my sexual organs and all similar sexual organs. Totes.

Okay, now that I’m fully into page 3 of this massive word fucking let’s move into the second annoyance I want to bring up. Anonymity does not give you the right to harass and annoy people. Just because I don’t see your face doesn’t mean you get to be a douche, this behavior is probably why you’re on the internet harassing pretty girls instead of hanging out with one right now.

If you saw someone sick and hurt in real life would you hurl insults at them? Someone’s about to have a scary surgery or goes through a terrible loss, are you going to yell “Haha, serves you right, skank. Hope you die.” If you do, I really hope you have a good lawyer that can convince a judge that there’s totes such a thing as “douche induced parkinson’s”  I mean, really, what’s the point? You typed a few mean words and what…you feel good? Does glitter confetti shoot out of your USB ports? I mean, there’s a reason for it right?

Going back to that whole body and science thing: When you do something good, you feel good. Your body rewards you. So, do you feel good when you do this? What’s the reward, man? Do you feel better about yourself when you think you’ve affected the lives of others whether it’s negative or positive? Not trying to harsh your hate buzz or anything but I’m just curious what you get out of it. Personally, I’m kind of amused when I get these sort of messages or comments. I like to make up stories about the person sending them.

Sometimes, the stories involve traumatic experiences with elephants and your extremely hairy Uncle Dale. Only sometimes.

Point is, before you say or write anything that incredibly dumb you should probably try it out on your mom first. If you get slapped in the face and a mouth full of dish soap you probably don’t want to use it on a camgirl. I get that there’s that whole fantasy/reality confusion thing happening but you don’t get a freebie on being sub-human. If you wouldn’t kick a puppy into traffic then you’re too good of a person to try to make someone feel bad for no reason.

 

Word fucking completed. Was it good for you, bb?

UNNNGGGHH

How come no one has embroidered this for me yet? *sniffle*