Me, at midnight, feeling horny, aggressive, and kinda subby: Fight me, dom(me)s! I shall be the arbiter of your worth as a dominant through testing you in the boxing ring!

Me, having forgotten that stamina and cardio were never my strong suit and it's actually been a while since I last worked out, deciding to go on a jog: OH GODS. WHY ON EARTH DO MY LUNGS FEEL LIKE THEY'RE ON FIRE?! WHY ARE MY LEGS SO WEAK?! WHY IS MY EVERYTHING SO WEAK?! WHY AM I SO WOBBLY?! WHAT THE FUCK?!