To Kink or Not to Kink

I have always been fascinated with sharks. Man-eaters. Can travel at great speed once they spot lunch. They travel alone. Feared by most. Top predators of the sea. You can only find them in the deep sea but when needed they still pass by shallow waters. Very adaptable. Very dangerous. Of late, I've been classifying men who are great predators as "pating." I was out with a few friends about two nights ago. I asked one to accompany me so I won't look alone. And the rest I just texted if they were interested to watch the gig with me. Two of the guys who showed up who were old friends are classic patings. Let's call the first one funny pating because he baits preys with his funny hirits while the other one is yabang pating because he uses yabang naman to attract the little fishes. Young, little fishes at that. Now, yabang pating had brought two more friends who were also patings. And there was also rockstar pating who invited me to watch his gig in the first place. Up

Don't ask me but there are times us, women, do tend to complain too much. Too fat. Boobs too big. I, for one, have this bouts of complaining about not finding men whom I am attracted to. Hehe Therefore, I am not an exception to my race. It's a favorite past time, I guess, especially for us women. We feel like we're this darn primadonna who is God's gift to men and we don't have an ounce of flaw in our body. That we should be perfect! So in the end, we tend to be too harsh on ourselves. I used to be harsh on myself. That is, until I learned that the world reflects how I see it. Meaning, "if I give it shit, it gives me back shit"! As simple as that. My moods affect the way I see my world. The way I see my world, affects the way I see it. So it naturally behooves me when I read something from somebody of the same tribe as I am who starts to criticize her own body. Why do some women problematize too much about their boobs, I ask myself? I HAVE BIG BOOBS!!! The