Many people look at us as uber sexy Goddess's of Sexuality and Glamour, to which most of us find gratifying and uplifting but, underneath it all we are people with hearts and fears just like everyone else. 

I try to exude confidence, self love and positivity, especially when deep down i feel pain, self doubt and i wonder if anyone will ever love me for me.

Beyond my make up, glamour and persona, i am a vulnerable, sensative, loving person.

Someone worthy of trust, of love and of honesty.

As anyone of worth or merit can attest to.

And where i live, people like us are still killed, hurt or even disappear into a shallow grave in the middle of Southern Colorado. To live, to be is a risk. One I take everyday, one that I am aware of. so it is deeply painful and heartbreaking when someone here, claims to be interested in me. someone wanting to be friends. Someone possibly wanting more and then their e mail does not work and according to every database does not exist.

why? Why do this? Is this some inside joke? Or some hazing attempt to trick someone into feeling good about their self? And then pulling the rug out beneath them?

This is not placating a lunatic or asshole by giving them a faulty telephone number to pacify a potentially dangerous or boring situation.

This is pretending to want someone and I really am hurt.

Why? What have I done to you to deserve this treatment? Especially from someone who knows what it is like to take the risk just to be in public; uncompromising and free.

Perhaps you meant nothing but, i ask each of you to think about your actions and your words and how they can affect the hearts of those around you.

Elizabeth