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You want it? It's in my back yard, unless something got it.

Thank you for the offer, but I've already got snake skin in my collection. Just curious. :cattail:

Hope the live snake (snakes?) find their way out of your garage...
 
I miss you. I need you. This is very hard sometimes. I feel like I am not giving enough, and maybe that's why you aren't giving what I feel I need from you. You probably are just busy and you warned me about that.

But every day, several times a day, while you were gone. I gave you so much of myself, so many things to respond to.

Unimpressed with myself at the moment. I feel very whiny and ungrateful. I know how it is for you and you've always been upfront.

Craving more. Constantly.
 
Dear X

What did you mean by, "exactly the type..." What type am I? I was calm, I was polite, I didnt cry, scream or anything. Why the hell did you have to be a dick?
 
Dear X:

You know, I was thinking about how unlikely it is you'll invite me to your wedding, despite having known the both of you (granted, only through text) for going on 7 years. And I was bummed.

And then you decided to take the tone of a bratty 14 year old, over something relatively trivial. I realized that you are going to be one of those "brides" (or grooms, I don't rightly know which one of you is the butch and which is the bitch) who alienates all their friends in the process of being married.

And I was no longer so bummed.
 
Dear X:

You know, I was thinking about how unlikely it is you'll invite me to your wedding, despite having known the both of you (granted, only through text) for going on 7 years. And I was bummed.

And then you decided to take the tone of a bratty 14 year old, over something relatively trivial. I realized that you are going to be one of those "brides" (or grooms, I don't rightly know which one of you is the butch and which is the bitch) who alienates all their friends in the process of being married.

And I was no longer so bummed.

I get it..my gf has a hetero son that i had in school...known him since 5th grade...looked at the invite...hmmmmmmm not fucking invited to the wedding but only the reception.

Man that pisses me off.

Maybe not much of a wedding present.
 
Dear Puppy...

I understand you needed to fill your time and you have chosen to disobey me for the last time, when I talked to you on the phone and you wanted to pick up where you left off, not even telling me you had taken a pet. That was deceitful and bullshit.

I hope your blow in the wind submission works for you and your thing.

I am disgusted with you.

I thought you had the strength to give me a little time to work on myself without you having to rush off and occupy yourself with lies and scripts you use to try and recreate what my dominance and submission made you feel.

She will never compare to what you felt and I know it.

I hope everytime she hears you grind your teeth she knows you made that sound for me first, I bit your neck first, and you're my sloppy seconds.

I I wonder how shed feel knowing my DOG, my puppy, is who she looks up to...

Ha, she's a flea on my dog.

And when you tell her about how you'd flog her, she can remember I ALONE brought you to learn and hone your talent, with the hope I would be at the end of that whip, never her. And the only reason she is is because I chose not to take you.

I hope you're happy and the sacarrin in your artificial cup of tea is good, but the memories and longing for me will eat at you like the cancer your chosen sacarrin causes, and it has and will...

I hope you enjoy this because this is the closest you will get to a converstation untill you do as you are told.

I wish you the best, have fun, and thank you for opening my schedule to find my true love, as he will/would have much more discipline or at least willingness to learn than your sorry ass.

You have pissed on the floor too many times, back to the pound with you, and thought you may be a man, your insolence has made you look more like a bitch.

Have fun, and when you tell her all those dirty things on the phone, know that you told me all that first, and she is only a synthetic reproduction of me, that's why she's your babydoll and all that...

Im young, and that's just one more way you have tried to turn her into a vision of me.

Im sorry to bust your bubble but you are leaking hot air.
You don't even seem to be indulging your perversions... you never liked age play unless you where the child, now all the sudden you're a big bad Dom, you're a weak switch at best...

And what the F is a online slave... someone to empty your email trash scan you porn pics of things she might do if she where actually your slave and clean your desktop? Maybe run a virus scan on your computer for you... is that how she serves you from a million miles away as your slave you will never even meet.

(And yes I know the LDR and online slave people will hate me for this but... free speach)

From someone who claims to be Gor, I am confused... or maybe you aren't really who you said you where... say you are... whatever...

Sincerely

Diamond

Ps! Wow I feel better
 
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Dear Hubby,

Thank you for loving me so much.
Thank you for understanding me so much.
Thank you for letting me be myself.
Thank you for being there for me no matter what.
Thank you for always being the best person you know how to be.

I love you more everyday,

yours :rose:

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Dear Y.

Thank for being so sweet.
I'm glad I met you. We could have not made up a better person to experience this with.

xx :kiss:
 
Dear X: I love you. I can't wait until August 30th. Hell, I can't wait until Friday when our engagement photos will be ready. Can't bloody wait. I love you so much Mr. Man.

Dear x: Y'know... sometimes I just don't know where I stand with you. Maybe my standards are too high. I dunno.
 
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