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"Lickin' is better than stickin', ladies!"
Allegra Shay Clark
da ladies call me;; Allegra, Shay or Kitty...but whatever suits you luvs is fine with me, as long as a kiss is involved!
i belong to the race of;; mankind and all that glitz.
da number of years i've seen;; nineteen years.
i prefer the;; ladies, it's been that way for years and i don't plan changing it. lesbo am i. &3
i stand at;; five foot three inches (5'3). short? or course not, just vertically challenged!
when i shop, i shop for;; anything pink and black. yep, i you're average punk rock kid, pressing on towards perfecting the art of becoming a pink and black goddess. stripes, chains, buckles, spikes, buttons, safety pins...the works! torn clothes are new clothes. tight clothes are posh clothes. leather and fluff is the new snake skin for me. and anything with kitty cat ears is a sure win for meh.
when religion is concerned;; i was born religionless, raised a baptist and now i'm converting to the great Led Zeppelin! but on the real note, having difficulties with religion, especially when it can't accept me as something i cannot change (sexuality, duh).
perhaps some history to fill your minds;; history, eh? well, i don't have any sob stories to evoke any extreme emotions. i was born in a military family, father is...well, was...apart of the air force. we traveled profusely and i naturally had to deal like any other military brat. i think i was just regular and "straight" until we frequented Japan and i became a punk @ 13 and when we went to Italy and i had attended an all girl school, becoming a smoochie (lesbian) @ 15. Japan was a fresh breath of air from the stifling and all too common american bases (including America's bases). the environment didn't change me into some japanophile, i'm actually not a huge fan of Japan's culture, i just became in tune with my own. dad was not truly amused, mom wasn't either. then the grand ol' Italy and the private girls' school i attended off-base = heaven. i had had crushes on sweet guys, but i wasn't ever attracted to them the way i was in Italy. busty teenage girls with olive skin and breathes lightly tainted by cigarettes...nothing more sexy. i had my first sexual encounters there...no regrets. i guess i was a breath of fresh air there too. lavendar painted nails, choker necklaces...anything that could show off my inner being without going against the dress code. there weren't many lesbians, plenty of bisexuals and pansexuals...the rest seemed curious...and then you had some straights, if any. i think now that of that school of about 5oo, i think about...5oo had no sexuality. they messed around with girls for either sheer pleasure or to make up for the lack of dicks. i dunno, i had my fun though. <3
 sir mocha latte · Wed Jun 11, 2008 @ 07:55pm · 0 Comments |
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