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Brain Overloaded
12 years ago
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Ok, so this is my mind after taking a few weeks to get to know furry art.
It exploded!
I don't remember being this overwhelmed when I first came in touch with the world of BDSM, but Amsterdam has a very forward culture for it, clubs, shops just off the high street, and festivals that can be compared to most major music events. But I think that is because pretty much ever other fetish seems to fall into furryness some where, some how. I think I have seen every one I have ever heard of and then some just by hitting the browse button!
But now I have some real questions.
Like how do I tell my boyfriend about this?
Should I keep it to myself in the real world or can I talk to friends?
How do furrys find other furrys?
I guess i should explain how I got here. My darling and beloved is very understanding, and lets me have a few female play mates. One of these ladies saw some of my drawings that I have been hiding for years because it was a drawing of the white wolf from Balto looking less wolfy than manlike who's eyes have enchated me for years, I i thought I was the only sicko on the planet who would be interested in such a thing. So I completely freak out, thinking I am being exposed as the most perverted woman ever, and she starts laughing at me!!!
Yea, so apparently I live under a rock, and needed to be shamed into looking up "furry" on the internet.
And to be honest, I think the brain explosion may have started there, and is still going... a kind of brain-chain-reaction.
Because holy shit there is a whole secret world of people with a thing for anthropomorphic persons? animals? people? Who cares what you call them, I AM NOT ALONE! Great, but overwhelming.
Another scary thing is talking online. I'm not used to it. I don't have myspace or facebook or any of those chat programs. I feel like I sound like a tosser, and sit around with even more questions.
Oh my god what do I say?
Did I say too much or too little?
Did my compliment sound real or arse licky, did it even sound like a compliment?
So there. My first real journal. Written as advised by female friend, whom I shall most originally call Friend X. Even though I had no idea what to say. So so so so so sorry for all the gibberish. Friend X calls it "putting my self out there"...
Why do I feel like nutter airing my laundry?
It exploded!
I don't remember being this overwhelmed when I first came in touch with the world of BDSM, but Amsterdam has a very forward culture for it, clubs, shops just off the high street, and festivals that can be compared to most major music events. But I think that is because pretty much ever other fetish seems to fall into furryness some where, some how. I think I have seen every one I have ever heard of and then some just by hitting the browse button!
But now I have some real questions.
Like how do I tell my boyfriend about this?
Should I keep it to myself in the real world or can I talk to friends?
How do furrys find other furrys?
I guess i should explain how I got here. My darling and beloved is very understanding, and lets me have a few female play mates. One of these ladies saw some of my drawings that I have been hiding for years because it was a drawing of the white wolf from Balto looking less wolfy than manlike who's eyes have enchated me for years, I i thought I was the only sicko on the planet who would be interested in such a thing. So I completely freak out, thinking I am being exposed as the most perverted woman ever, and she starts laughing at me!!!
Yea, so apparently I live under a rock, and needed to be shamed into looking up "furry" on the internet.
And to be honest, I think the brain explosion may have started there, and is still going... a kind of brain-chain-reaction.
Because holy shit there is a whole secret world of people with a thing for anthropomorphic persons? animals? people? Who cares what you call them, I AM NOT ALONE! Great, but overwhelming.
Another scary thing is talking online. I'm not used to it. I don't have myspace or facebook or any of those chat programs. I feel like I sound like a tosser, and sit around with even more questions.
Oh my god what do I say?
Did I say too much or too little?
Did my compliment sound real or arse licky, did it even sound like a compliment?
So there. My first real journal. Written as advised by female friend, whom I shall most originally call Friend X. Even though I had no idea what to say. So so so so so sorry for all the gibberish. Friend X calls it "putting my self out there"...
Why do I feel like nutter airing my laundry?
(I know this is random) o3o
And yes I live in Amsterdam, love the perks
I just got my passport, I'll be there in June!
I can't wait to drink! x3