Posts tagged bitchysugar

I know that we are supposed to be strong, that we are supposed to lift our head high and walk through life in this majestic I-give-no-fucks way but sometimes, especially lately (more often than I’d like to admit), I feel a sense of defeat. It’s a new feeling but one I’ve been harboring deep within my spirit for a while now. I don’t think it’s necessarily linked to the lifestyle I live but more so to the dissatisfaction and alienation that it can bring along with it. I feel like no one understand me and it creates this tension that makes me feel like an outsider. I am surrounded by people but yet I feel all alone. I am on top of the world in my own way but I am living in my own inferno, a personal hell of sorts in another, it’s a fucked up dichotomy. I need a vacation from a vacation from a vacation. I need to find myself.

A few of you girls should take up the blog names ThirstySugar, DesperateSugar, and BasicSugar instead of the cute shit you’ve come up with.

Shoutout to you anywayyyyy for getting me drunk!

Dipping my toes in it once again. I’m like a moth to the flame in this game, it seems.

I’m kind of happy about it. I missed it a little, the expected easiness of it. The wallet feeling fuller and my bills a little lighter. It’s nice, for now.

I have a restlessness I just can’t shake and my SDs always wanting me to accompany them on trips is annoying because I’d rather travel alone or with a friend. 

Anyone else have this problem? I feel really bitchy complaining about it when some people haven’t even been outside the state they live in but I can’t help that it gets on my nerves a little bit when my trip revolves somewhat around what they want to do. 

I’ve also gotten a lot of messages that tell me I should be thankful for what I have etc? Some of these I’ve noticed are from new SBs and I feel a really judgmental tone. Anyone else having this problem?

Feel free to ask me questions, ladies! Some of you start your posts of with things like “Sorry to bother you” or something which is silly, I love talking to all of you.

xo,

Bitchysug

I can’t be the only female that thinks lately that if I’m not making stacks I’ll just stay in bed? Probably the worst motivation ever.

My trip overseas went well $$$. But, I’m just not that interested in him. He bores me. At first looking at him was enough, because I’ll admit that he’s handsome… But, being handsome only gets you so far. He’s not cunning, insightful, or clever. He’s a little bit of an airhead… which is unattractive to me. 

I like someone that plays more of a mentoring role in my life, someone to guide me. Or at least for me to feel like I’m guided by them even if it’s just them telling me what stocks are good to invest in or some trivial things like how to make a baked alaska (you’d be surprised at the random knowledge I’ve picked up from being an SB).

I’m back in college now so my schedule doesn’t have as much room for travel as it did before. I have some trips coming up soon with a couple SDs. NYC, San Fran & DC which I’m excited about but I’m feeling lackluster right now. I’m not sure if it’s the start of the semester blues or if this way of life is just wearing on me right now.

I’m sure it’ll pass.

or get worse.

We will see!

Hope all you lovelies are having the times of your lives & making mad money while doing it.

xo

BitchySug

I don’t have a real relationship. I don’t have the time for it, and I tell myself that it’s one of the few sacrifices I’ve had to make for this lifestyle… Not only are guys uncomfortable even broaching the subject of being a sugar baby, much less wanting to date one. Sometimes it’s hard to come home to an empty apartment that houses an empty bed that holds a lonely girl night after night. Sometimes it’d be nice just to cuddle and to pretend I’m in a relationship with someone, which is what I offer to wealthy men regularly for large sums of money. But, to them that feels real, but I know that just like my hair extensions and my nails, it’s fake. I can fake emotions, I can fake sincerity, I can fake feelings and at the end of the day the knowledge of that is not only enough to preserve my sanity but also to remind me to stay real. I am lucky enough to have a best friend that I can talk to about my lifestyle, she doesn’t judge me at all and has even stuck her toes into the sugar bowl for a brief moment of time. I’ve tried mixing business and pleasure, feelings and allowance… I think it will be the first and last, the one and only time. It broke my heart.

Okay, enough being emotional..

I hope all of you are making lots of money today! TGIF, lovers.

xo,

BitchySug