Dear X:

[fishercat]

Dear Dad:

I'd say happy father's day, but you're not here. Things were so complicated between us, though you wouldn't acknowledge it. Now you're gone and I can't fix things, can't ever tell you how I felt all those years growing up.

This weekend I received the original divorce decrees and custody papers, and some of my old artwork. It just raised more questions that I'll never be able to answer. Who were you, really? Why did you keep leaving people? Why did you keep leaving me? I'll never know. I shredded the papers. They held no answers.

Among the artwork was a little book I made you. I must have been 6 or 7, just after the divorce. It was about ballerinas. My teacher had written a note to you in the back of the book. It said I missed playing with you, and "I'm being a good girl." Even then I wanted to be your good girl. I wanted your approval.

Now I wonder how much of the dynamic of our relationship has informed my submission. You would not approve of who I am, but I think in part I am your creature. All of my desires to please, to be protected, loved, trained, to be a good girl, were started because those little girl desires were never fulfilled by you. And so I go in search of someone who can fill those needs in a different way.

I still love you. And I wish you were here to tell you that. I like to think you know, and that whatever I have to do to heal and grow you will eventually understand.

Love,

Pumpkin

 

[BiaTcHiNFiRe]

Dear X,

I miss you. Hope everything in your life goes acording your wishes. If you ever wanna talk, you know where to find me. I will always be there for you. What you sent to me in the email made me cry.. Think I needed hear something like that from someone. From YOU it was more than special and it means a lot to me. I am not taking your words lightly, never did and never will. I know when you say something, you also mean it, guess thats why it made me cry.

You were very important part of my life, part of my heart, too. I am not forgeting people I love. You're in my heart forever. I hope life treats you kind. Thank you for everything you have teach me. I will never forget the time we shared together.. Wish things were different for you and I, but such is life. sigh

You are missed.

love always
~me

 

[BiaTcHiNFiRe]

Dear Y,

I thought we were more... Thought we can talk and see. Thought I did mean something to You, guess I was wrong. If all you told me was true, you couldnt just walk away without a word the way you did. I know a lot happened, but i thought things were getting better between you and I? Thought we could stay at least friends for now. Seems I am still a bit naive.

I hope you will get the job you longing for and find the girl your heart desire. For a little while i thought it was 'me'.

lots of love
~me

 

[BiaTcHiNFiRe]

Dear Z,

Our kids need you and you dont even know. I need you too and you will never know. I hope the woman you are with right now is all you ever desired and that you are finaly happy. I really wish you the best, still kinda wish the best for you was 'me', but oh well such is life...

Be a good boy this time okay? I hate to see you sad.

Our lil girl needs you. Needs a dad who would protect her and be there for her. I always thought shes strong as you, but shes just like me. Cant say I am happy about that. sigh

lots of love
~me

 

[BiBunny]

Dear X,

Fuck you very much. I TOLD you I wanted your boyfriend to get me that transmission for my goddamned car three weeks ago. I'm sorry he thinks I "waited too long," but I asked you for his address so I could mail him a check a month ago. I told HIM that I wanted it and would get him a check as soon as I spoke to you again. It's been three weeks, and neither of you have given me an address or an exact figure for how much to write the check, even though I've asked repeatedly.

So don't you fucking get snippy with me for "waiting too long" and telling me he "won't have time." What the fuck does he do? Oh, wait, I know--he sits on his ass and plays video games. Really impressive. Goddammit, I've been after you for weeks about it, and nobody will give me a straight answer. If you don't want to fool with it, fine. Just say so. But don't try to make it out like it's my fault, since I've been telling you I wanted the fucking thing since, like, March.

Bunny

P.S. I haven't forgotten the $300+ you owe me for that little free trip you got to take at my expense to Florida. You're working and making money now. I could really use it back, but I won't hold my breath, since, even though you bring up knowing you still owe me the money from time to time, you have yet to offer to pay me back.

P.P.S If I don't get that fucking transmission, you can kiss your free Internet good-bye, bitch. I will put a lock on it and give you the wrong fucking password, and then I'll swear I don't know why it won't work properly.

 

[BiaTcHiNFiRe]

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[SubKekiLee]

Dear Dad:

I'd say happy father's day, but you're not here. Things were so complicated between us, though you wouldn't acknowledge it. Now you're gone and I can't fix things, can't ever tell you how I felt all those years growing up.

This weekend I received the original divorce decrees and custody papers, and some of my old artwork. It just raised more questions that I'll never be able to answer. Who were you, really? Why did you keep leaving people? Why did you keep leaving me? I'll never know. I shredded the papers. They held no answers.

Among the artwork was a little book I made you. I must have been 6 or 7, just after the divorce. It was about ballerinas. My teacher had written a note to you in the back of the book. It said I missed playing with you, and "I'm being a good girl." Even then I wanted to be your good girl. I wanted your approval.

Now I wonder how much of the dynamic of our relationship has informed my submission. You would not approve of who I am, but I think in part I am your creature. All of my desires to please, to be protected, loved, trained, to be a good girl, were started because those little girl desires were never fulfilled by you. And so I go in search of someone who can fill those needs in a different way.

I still love you. And I wish you were here to tell you that. I like to think you know, and that whatever I have to do to heal and grow you will eventually understand.

Love,

Pumpkin

{{{{{Fishercat}}}}}}}}

 

[BiaTcHiNFiRe]

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[closerIam]

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[BiaTcHiNFiRe]

Dear self,
Do not jump. Do not listen to the Poor Poor Pitiful Me playlist on your ipod. Instead, remember the feeling of the rusty posts. Remember Sweet Jane. Remember the offer of rescue...and be thankful.
me

Dear X & X,
You both knew parts of me that I never previously knew existed. You both changed my life. You both taught me things about myself and about men. I will be forever grateful. And I will forever miss you and wish for things that could not be...
me

I am so sorry S. .......

*HUGGS*

 

[ShyVixen]

Dear X,

Four years today. Our would have been anniversary. God, where did the time go? I'm sorry I couldn't be the woman you needed. I'm sorry I needed my freedom. I'm sorry I needed...something more. I'm sorry I can't be a stay at home wife. I'm sorry I like nice things. I'm sorry I need to be stimulated mentally. I'm sorry that love just wasn't enough for me.

Maybe you were right, still are right - maybe I'm too 'wild' to settle down. Maybe when I'm fifty/sixty/seventy I'll still be hurdling through life like I am now. I'm sorry I like my life. I'm sorry I won't stop until I get to be Doctor.

I'm sorry for a lot of things. And I'm sorry I'm still wild.

I'm not sorry I made the choice though. I'm free and I'm 'wild' and I made the right choice.

Love, Me.

 

[Stegral]

Dear X (body):

Please when we go to the doc's on wednesday, SHOW the pain like you did today after knocking me unconsious for 10 hours. I know you are not used to anything more than extra strength tylenol & regular ibeuprofin, but that does NOT mean you can store the side effects & hit me all at once. It hasn't even been a week since the accident but today's pain was NASTY. I have been writing the painful moments in a journal to show the doc on wed... Keep this up & we will be off work ALOT longer than I want us to be. BUT maybe long term is a good thing... We know if the boss sues them for damages to the rig we will be marked/targeted... Maybe now IS a good time to rewrite that will & get some good life insurance... You won't be any good for physical labour anymore & I don't do secretarial very well so maybe we should head back to school for some IT courses if they put you on long term... The money is gonna suck compared to what you usually get but hey it could be worse.

I guess we can kiss the pre-approval goodbye now. DAMMIT!!!

~~A very sad, frustrated Steg~~

 

[satindesire]

Dear X,

Do not order me around. I am not your sub, I am a sub...godammit!

 

[intothewoods]

Dear X,

Do not order me around. I am not your sub, I am a sub...godammit!

Oh, sorry. I got confused.

 

[satindesire]

Oh, sorry. I got confused.

Oh honey, I can be your sub any day (or night. Or afternoon. Or evening. Daylight. Dusk. Or Leap year. Or morning...or, well....just anytime. Damn! )

 

[intothewoods]

Oh honey, I can be your sub any day (or night. Or afternoon. Or evening. Daylight. Dusk. Or Leap year. Or morning...or, well....just anytime. Damn! )

I wish! Although I'm just one of those girls pimping for her man. I'm supposed to be finding a girl to play with. It's sort of my trade for being able to attend bdsm parties alone. But I don't like pimping. It's just soooo embarassing.

Um, anyway. I've had some wine. Don't mind me.

 

[BiBunny]

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[Bi_Kitty]

Dear Feet,

STOP HURTING!!!!!! I have help on its way. Just hang in there for me for about a week and help should be here. Can you do that for me? Please?

~The person who walks on you

 

[satindesire]

I wish! Although I'm just one of those girls pimping for her man. I'm supposed to be finding a girl to play with. It's sort of my trade for being able to attend bdsm parties alone. But I don't like pimping. It's just soooo embarassing.

Um, anyway. I've had some wine. Don't mind me.

Did you just drunk post me?!

 

[Evil_Geoff]

Dear X,

Do not order me around. I am not your sub, I am a sub...godammit!

You still have one helluva nice ass....

 

[satindesire]

You still have one helluva nice ass....

And you Sir, are one helluva sexy Dom. RoWr.

 

[twysted73]

Wouldn't that be grand? The "You Can't Comment Here Unless You're Tipsy/Drunk" Thread.

Voluptious backside there. Screams for a crop or flogger. I'd bet my left one that's exactly what Geoff was thinking....My LEFT one.

 

[satindesire]

Wouldn't that be grand? The "You Can't Comment Here Unless You're Tipsy/Drunk" Thread.

Voluptious backside there. Screams for a crop or flogger. I'd bet my left one that's exactly what Geoff was thinking....My LEFT one.

It's an onion booty.

 

[trisquel_astur]

Hmmm. there is a thread about the "perfect butt for spank"... Can you post the photo of your avatar there? You will have my vote!

 

[satindesire]

/Pissy Rant Warning!/

Dear X,

I'm not filling anyone's void.

I am a motherfucking PRINCESS. I deserve better than to be trapped behind a monitor for the rest of my life. I am the highest class of women. Beautiful, in pretty damn good shape, Smarter than hell, going after my MD for Christ's sake...ON MY OWN as a matter of fact. I'm capable of independence and taking care of myself and I can STILL shag like a demon. I can mix drinks, get beer stains out of polo shirts, tie a windsor knot and grill a juicy steak. I'm confident, a good dancer, and I can whoop some ass on pretty much any gaming console a guy can own and still look good in Jimmy Choo's!

If in the future you decide that you want ME and you want it to be real, come look for me. My inbox is open.

Until then, stop whining. What did you expect?