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Yes! You’ve been dumped, and everybody knows it… your neighbour knows it, your mom knows it, your best friend knows it, your best friend of your best friend seems to know it too… What the heck??!…even your dog knows it!! It hurts, and it sucks. Like really sucks. What is it to be done in this moment? Well…you could get drunk, you could put it on Facebook, change immediately your status there as “single and available”, but secretly start stalking the person who did that to you, and watch their profile all day long. Or you could listen a lot of depressive music.

None of these methods will bring them back, but who the hell cares? It’s part of the process anyway. And it’s been like what? One week, two, a month, six, 2 years and you still can’t forget your ex? No? Even more? 10? Ooo that’s a God damn proof of how fucked up love might get you. If it goes on the wrong path, wrong nerve, wrong direction, as long as you don’t see the red lights and keep on driving on this road, my friend, let me tell you, YOU ARE GOING TO HELL!!

And it is not going to be an easy journey! Does it worth the pain, the struggle, the feeling of emptiness, of loneliness, the desperation, the need of just seeing, hearing the loved one at least one more time? The burning fire of your body begging for one more touch? One more kiss? Hmm… have no idea. I’d say that it’s a pain which seems to drive people crazy. Of that, I am sure! So what’s the point? Well…it depends on the side effects. Did you create something nice, beautiful, a masterpiece out of your pain? Did you become self-destructive?  Or did you start to punish everybody else for the story you had with the other creature belonging to this planet?

Been there (MANY TIMES), done that and for me there have been always two ways to deal with the pain of losing the one I loved. One was expressing what I felt. Diving deep into the shit, knowing that one day it will be just another love story I am going to tell to my nephews. And it was ok. It was a good therapy for a long term. I seem wiser now…more careful with my choices, more intelligent from emotional point of view. But I had no orgasm while I did that… no sparkle… no butterflies in my stomach… no action…no  nothing… don’t get me wrong! Reflecting and meditation are quite a good way to heal your wounded soul, but in my case, that makes me quite horny. The meditation, I mean…

And here is the tricky thing. Even if you feel the need to share your wounded feelings with the person who just dumped you, don’t do it! Trust me on that! It’s not the right way! And not because you are pathetic by doing that. You are. But that’s not the point. The problem is that the other one might start wondering if something is not wrong with you, so you might scare them off. And each time you see them by coincidence, I don’t know… somewhere in a public place, they will just make big eyes, they will seem to smile, being glad to see you, but actually trying in their mind to see which is the nearest way to escape and run as fast as they can the hell out of there. So…you might not wanna do that.

On the other hand, on a short term you might need a better way to heal yourself. You need something which numbs your feelings and helps you to forget the other one. A method to help you to move on. The good news? There is another way. There is always another way! And men know it better than women. They know it by instinct. Our instincts are maybe not so sharp in this area like theirs, but we for sure have it inside it too.

In my case, this method ALWAYS worked. Efficiency 100%…in fact, no…130% Because sometimes I had unpredictable satisfaction. So…which is the name of this method?

Three letters, my dear reader: SEX. Get LAID! Fuck someone’s brains out and let them fuck yours. But choose carefully the person for that kind of game. Choose exactly what you like and not randomly, because otherwise you might have the opposite effect. To feel like shit afterward.

But sex done in a proper way, with the right person, HEALS.

Passionate, wild, animal, hot sex. That kind of sex that brings you on the edge. Orgasm and its power of healing could do miracles to your wounded heart if you do it in the right way. But remember: do it when you are ready though!

Stop counting the steps to the door of your ex’s heart, but start the chasing…go out there, in the jungle and just…do it! Easy to say, sometimes hard to do it, but its worth it. Choose carefully your rebounds, make sure that they vibe in the same way as you do and just let yourself go. The effect is incredible, and it does heal you, even if… a part of yourself maybe will always love that one, THE OTHER ONE… love them, miss them, but that’s it!

Until you find ANOTHER ONE, just get laid! Enjoy the positive effects of sex, enjoy and discover your body. And his…or …hers… Just, don’t get laid with your ex…no, no, bad idea!  Worst idea ever! You’ll be tempted! But don’t do it. Don’t slip on the wrong path again! Respect these basic rules and as long as you’ll do this, you won’t regret it, I’m sure!

Good luck! 🙂


Let’s talk about SEX, baby!


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Let’s talk about sex… the most favorite topic for men, but for women too. No doubt about that!

I love to love the man. If it is about a special man. I like to please him and if I’m extremely into him, I let him know how much I want him. I have no problem in doing that. Actually, if it is not me who is initiating the first move when it comes to sex, he should step aside cause it’s clear that I am not interested.

At the beginning, when I decide to seduce him, I always start with a look. A certain look. A certain smile. A certain way of walking around him, a way of laughing, an unique way of talking… an entire ritual that will make him think that MAYBE this woman wants him. He will not be sure though. Because if surrounded of people, I will never betray my intentions of wanting to have him just for me and my own pleasure in one of the following nights.

hidden passion

But then I get to be alone with the guy, face to face and …well… let’s just say that if suddenly I get very direct with him, it means that he has no other chance than to surrender and give his body to me. There is no other way! He could struggle. He could play the hard to get game, but he has ABSOLUTELY no chance to evade, run or hide of the lioness eyes.

If he is at distance, that might be a bit tricky, because men are very good in keeping their control if they don’t see the woman. Women tend to become emotional because of the distance, men tend to be like rocks, but a lioness has always her ways to get what she wants. ALWAYS! SOONER OR LATER SHE WILL GET WHAT SHE WANTS, IF SHE REALLY WANTS IT!

Desire feeds with desire… and pleasure! But to get there with me, even if chemistry is important, your intelligence is even more important in this seduction game. You must be intelligent. Emotional intelligent.

Hunting has been, and I think it will always be one of my favorite actions to do together with a man. If single, it will be of course about a man that I’ve just met… or who I am about to meet. If in a relationship, I love to hunt the man that I love, keeping this way always a fresh air in our sexual bound.

Single or in a relation, I consider sex a very important factor. A MUST TO HAVE.

Wild, intensive, deep, passionate, hot sex!

This is the main course which I need to have, in order to be satisfied. There is no other way! There is no between phase when it comes to the level of my satisfaction.  There is no tomorrow. There is no past. There is only the present moment which I am IN and I feel it in every cell of my body. Take it or leave it! Cause I will take you with me in this journey of mine. If I trust you enough, you could show me your own way too. You may show me your secrets of passion. You could make me so excited and vulnerable until the point when I will beg you to make me yours. Your level of adrenaline and desire will get so high, that you have no other chance than to give me what I want. YOUR BODY.

But don’t tease me. Don’t be weak, don’t run like a scared little boy and don’t try to avoid the moment when you will be mine. Either you are in, either you are out.

Because I want you… I need you… I desire you! And I might be hungry for years. Very hungry. Because I don’t compromise. I prefer to wait until I find EXACTLY what I want and need at this chapter. And you just came along! I have just chosen you! Consider yourself worth of it and lucky, because for a woman like me quality, and not quantity is what it counts.

The smell of your body drives me crazy. I can feel it from distance and it makes me take action. It transforms me. It makes me come closer to you, slowly taking one by one every inch of your personal space, looking wild into your eyes, making you fancy about the moment when I will kiss you, taste you and completely abandon myself to you. The moment when I will let you feel the fire I have inside of me. Your desire for me and the way you show it to me it’s what makes me want you even more.

No boundaries, no fake common sense, no mind games, no pretending, just wild, basic instinct. You and me in an amazing “montagne russe”. Playing with our bodies. Enjoying every inch of our skin. Devouring every piece of it. Up and down. In and out. Deep, fast and then slow again.  Let yourself go on this river of passion that flows between us. Let yourself be and I promise you… the next morning, you won’t be in a hurry to put your pants on and disappear in the jungle, but you will wait impatient for me to wake up, say “Good morning” to me and enjoy the passion between our bodies over and over again…

And for sure, I won’t mind that…

Loveheimer 🙂

I pronounce you husband and wife! You may now cheat the bride!


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“Officially I am…unofficially I am not” he said looking at her naughty and all smiley…

The girl started to laugh and then she said:

“I see…interesting view… well, I don’t care…for me you are out of the market…plus… I already have someone in my life… not looking for anything new… especially not an experience like this one… been there, done that… nothing special…sorry dude, but it ain’t gonna happen!”

She smiled back at him and then she left. She got on the next train and left. On the way back home, she couldn’t help thinking how frivolous everything is. How fragile and stupid the human being is. Especially the one who was waiting for this guy at home.

“How many they were? Maybe… few months or something… “ she thought and started to look out of the window, somewhere far, touching with her look the blue, clear sky… this guy was married just for a few months and he was proposing her to have intercourse with him .

Marriage… such a strong word and yet, it seems to be treated more and more just as a contract which has a lot of unwritten rules and unspoken truths that in the end define it just as it is: a legal way to make the unofficial stuff official. Like cheating your partner for example. Pretending to be happy. Showing pictures to the world with your happy family and then hiding your face under a wave of tears because only you know what a big lie you sell out there just to cuddle your own ego and sometimes your mind. But your soul knows better.

When you are just lover with somebody, cheating it’s betrayal… when you are married with someone and you’ve been cheated, he has a good excuse: you are married, so suck it up and move on or get a divorce. End the contract. But don’t be too surprised of the outcome. Of course he was going to cheat on you… what the hell did you think? That he will love you and be faithful to you till death will do you part? Well… you married the guy… did you check the small notes at the end of the marriage contract?

Wanted or not, the love part died like after 2 years or something after you’ve got married… you should have lived in an impossible relationship, unfulfilled one and maybe then you might have had a chance to still speak about love after… let’s say 5 years after your break up… in your case is just about survival in two. And that’s the way it is.

There are men very conscious of the fact that they can’t be good partners and they don’t get married with all the risks included, and there are men… well… there are men who make it unofficial… advantage? The second ones… they have a slave to take care of their children and of their basic needs too- food, sex and they have fun also… the last one, without the wife, of course.

Isn’t life just great? Perfect families. Perfect love. Perfect relationships. Everything is just perfect!

“Sad…” the girl said to herself… “so God damn sad…” She got off the train, she looked around, pressed the Play button on her phone and headed HOME…

It was a nice, warm autumn day…


Fear of commitment and sexual objects


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BREAKING NEWS! Tonight is the BREAKING NEWS evening…  coming straight from a CEE (Central European East) woman… a woman which basically should have never said what I am about to say, but she is going to say it anyway… a woman with strong believes about love, relationships, marriage, with tradition in her blood will tell you a big secret.

So… ladies and gentlemen, dear playboys or any other person who happens to cross my blog and read these lines: SHOCKING NEWS as this might be, I must unfortunately break a myth that all contemporary men seem to still believe it: DUDES, THERE IS NO NEED ANYMORE TO LIVE IN FEAR AND A CONSTANT “SHOULD I STAY OR SHOULD I GO” PHASE!

No need for lame excuses after getting laid and feeling the sudden need to run. No need for the cold shoulder or the passive aggressiveness meant to let us know you don’t wanna see us anymore since you are afraid not to be caught in a relationship over night. NO DUDES! RELAX!! WOMEN LIKE ME ARE ALSO AFRAID OF COMMITMENT!! Just like you!

Tadaaaaa!  Isn’t that great news??

I am personally frightened till the last cell of my body that I might be doing the same mistake I did once. Blocking myself in a relationship with a man who I find at the beginning wonderful and then later to see that actually, the shoe doesn’t fit anymore… And honestly, looking at this jungle that I am in today, I must say that I am in no hurry to make a rush decision in this area. What can I say? I have my weakneasses.

You might find this as a surprise, but we don’t want so desperately and fast to be in a relationship as you guys might think. We don’t want to hurry home after 10 hours of intense, stressful work just to cook a nice meal for you and make sure your belly is safe , then take care of our child too, putting him to bed, then to eventually give you a foot massage and in the end to be ready for a hot, stormy sex with you. God no!!! We are sick and tired to still do things in this order! We realized that life is too short to please everybody else but us. I personally changed my priorities and one of those was to be happy. I didn’t know how to be happy. I swear I didn’t.

Now I am busy being happy. Extremely busy and when I forget to do that and let myself caught in the daily routine of life, what do you know? I always get sick or something as if the Universe is reminding me that I forgot about me. What do we want now from you guys? Till we reach that point when we can touch this topic about relationship again?

FUN! To have FUN and not to have to deal with daily shit. We have kids. We have full time jobs. And we love that! But we don’t wanna settle from the first time we had sex with you. Even if we become emotional afterward and we feel the need to see you again (if the release of energy between us was great, of course!), even if we are a bit clingy afterward that doesn’t mean you guys passed the relationship test. Don’t be so cocky! That means we are still women and ruled by Venus. But we don’t wanna marry you after just having horny sex with you!

Yes…we are great! We can be mothers full time, we can have full time jobs, we are independent, funny, sexy and amazing. Wow! We have the perfect profile for a long term relationship. If we decide that this is what we want, we can get it. But we did not decide.  We look at you guys and after spending wonderful time with you, we think that the idea of being with you might not be so bad after all, but then we remind ourselves how selfish you guys might be once you get in a relationship.

How basic it all becomes: money, food, sleep and if you are lucky enough some sex too. No more fun! No more funny conversations. No more hot sex and exciting messages. Just… a job instead of a relationship. Another job. The third one. So yeah… we fear! To choose the wrong job. Just like you! Actually, you are the only reason we fear. Isn’t that great news? You inspire us.

You want us, the “STRONG, INDEPENDENT” woman to follow you? To “obey” and not to treat you as sexual objects anymore? You wanna be our leaders? Well…  you are…you don’t even realize it…but you are… in fear! We just follow you in your fear as much as you used to follow us once in love… so… you choose what your future with us will be… if any… if not… well, it sucks, but we will survive! You are THE MAN!

As for us, wanted or not, we learned how to be happy! With or without you… and now we have our shelters too…  isn’t that just perfect for you or what? 🙂


Give it to me right…


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I’m not, I’m not
Tryna run your life
That’s why, that’s why
I’m nobody’s wife”- Melanie Fiona/ Give it to me right

That’s basically the thing with “women like me”.  Quality, not quantity. Passion. Lust, not a superficial monkey act.

I can deal with my own shit, so you better do the same with yours. But when I want it, you really gotta be ready. No! It’s not that you should be submissive or what they call these days a man lacking his masculinity, equal to a “pussy”, but you kind of NEED TO vibe in the same way and time with me, if you want to get to know me better. Otherwise I get bored. And that’s it.

I’m not interested in games at these chapter, either than the seduction one. I’m interested to see in your eyes the fire which actually burns inside of my body when I think of you. And when I see that, well… just do it right.

I’m a burning fire and as many lions, tigers, bulls or whatever strong personalities might be out there in the jungle, I have to say that it’s extremely hard to keep it up with me. Because…. well… the thing is… I happen to have a brain too. And actually… a quite intelligent one. Well… what can I say? I won’t feel guilty for that now and thank God the jungle is big enough. I always find what I need and want, even if sometimes it takes longer.

What role plays the brain in all this “give it to me right” thing? Well… that’s a longer story… will tell it to you some other time.

But If you really are what I like and need, I might show you a piece of me. Not too much though. As much as I want sometimes, I can’t play for too long the kitty cat role that men seem to need so much these days, so it’s better and safer for you if I actually disappear for a while after our intensive moments of passion. Or anger. Cause trust me, you’ll get angry on me. And viceversa.

Don’t take it personally though. At the end of the day…you are a man. You should understand better how it works. And don’t worry. If I really like you and I feel connected with you, I’ll probably come back to you to take my slide of adrenaline and passion. I might even develop some feelings for you if you are smart and deep enough, but that definitely doesn’t mean that I’m blind when you decide to act like an asshole.

Cause somehow, at some point you will. It just comes naturally… don’t know why, but I noticed that in time. It comes so easy and natural for you guys, just in the same way a woman becomes a bit cheesy and too clingy after just having sex with you. I am a woman too and quite a very deep and sensitive one, so I might show you this side of me too if I feel comfortable enough with you. So I guess, you might be an asshole too now and then, if that’s what you need. But next time… you better make me smile 😉

Life. Chapters. Jobs. Phases. Relationships. People. Everything changes.

But for me the wild, basic instinct will always stay the same… and… this is how it goes…