A friend on Facebook said, "I was never spanked and would never spank a child, if you cant use your intelligence to teach a kid right from wrong then they too will in turn use violence to solve problems, hitting a child damages them mentally as well as emotionally and is never OK."
I disagree. Yes, there are children that don't need that type of discipline. However there are children like me or my husband that wont listen to logic and reason or rules. Especially when those rules don't make sense. I was spanked as a child, my husband was spanked as a child. We were hell spawn.
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tackles the "over-thinking", ponderings, venting and reflection that circles not only the adult entertainment industry which Illianna is apart of but also her personal life. Contained herein is an overall culmination of the contents of her brain.
Friday, March 28, 2014
Monday, March 17, 2014
Money, or Loyalty
A camgirl I really like posted saying that she was unfollowing anyone who still worked for Mygirlfund. That she could not justify associating with anyone who witnessed what she and dozens of others have dealt with because of the site.
Saturday, March 8, 2014
Camming: Personal Issues
Over the last few months I’ve been able to really trouble shoot my issues with doing the “live” cam thing.
What I have come up with is that when I’m (for the most part) physically alone in a room I feel weird talking out loud which greatly hinders my potential as a camgirl.
What I have come up with is that when I’m (for the most part) physically alone in a room I feel weird talking out loud which greatly hinders my potential as a camgirl.
Friday, March 7, 2014
Blogs
I'm so bad at writing blogs on MyGirlFund so many things violate what can and cannot be said. Some times I really wonder why I even bother to try *pouts*
Friday, February 28, 2014
An Unadventure For Little Morgan
The two year old girl popped her head up around the corner of the living room. Her eyes locking on the stove in the far distance who's flames were licking the bottom of a pan. She licked her lips as she eyed her mother who was working on several commissioned pieces that needed to be sent out that week.
Young Morgan knew that if she got past her mother, getting to her father, sitting at the dinning room table on his laptop. If she got to her father, all she would have to do is give him those big blues eyes and a simple "pwease" and whatever was cooking for a midnight snack in that pan would be half hers!
Morgan was an expert at this, it was one of the things that motivated her to learn to walk. She was "daddy's fatty" even though she was in the 25th percentile for weight. She was "daddy's fatty" because she was always hungry, unlike her older sister who was even smaller despite being 4 years old and never hungry.
She carefully started to move out from the door way to the living room and that's when her mother spotted her
"Nuh uh! Bed!"
Instantly, the two year old Morgan burst into tears but relentlessly returned to bed.
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Young Morgan knew that if she got past her mother, getting to her father, sitting at the dinning room table on his laptop. If she got to her father, all she would have to do is give him those big blues eyes and a simple "pwease" and whatever was cooking for a midnight snack in that pan would be half hers!
Morgan was an expert at this, it was one of the things that motivated her to learn to walk. She was "daddy's fatty" even though she was in the 25th percentile for weight. She was "daddy's fatty" because she was always hungry, unlike her older sister who was even smaller despite being 4 years old and never hungry.
She carefully started to move out from the door way to the living room and that's when her mother spotted her
"Nuh uh! Bed!"
Instantly, the two year old Morgan burst into tears but relentlessly returned to bed.
See The Original Here
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