Dear X:

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Dear Masterly-Type Person,

I love you. With all my heart. Really, I do.

But if you don't stop whining about how you need to be tied up, I might have to strangle you.

I understand. I do. I'm a switch, too. I also understand it's been awhile since you've been tied and tortured as you'd like. It's been awhile for me, too. I further understand that for some reason, you really love when I'm the one who does this to you.

Sometimes, I enjoy it. Sometimes, I don't.

Understand that I feel really submissive to you, oh, about 99% of the time. It's hard for me to switch headspaces with you, even though I know that I'm actually serving your needs, AND you're the one who's actually in control here because you're telling me what to do.

I feel self-conscious about my skills or lack thereof when I try to top you. I feel self-conscious about the fact that you always have to tell me in explicit detail how to bind you because I'm too stupid to tie anything other than my shoes. I feel self-conscious about how I still turn into a drooling idiot around you, even after four years, and how not-conducive that is to topping someone.

I have performance anxiety, but only with you.

I try really hard. And a lot of times, I enjoy it. BUT...I need you to stop pushing this so much. Love me. Let me spend some time as your pet for awhile, since I haven't really had a chance to do that for any length of time in months. Then, we'll see, ok?

Love,
Bunny
 
Dear X,

I've just been thinking about 'us', how things have worked out *smiles a sheepish smile*

I feel so lucky to have you in my life :kiss:

And I know you know this, but still...I love you.

Love,

Me:rose:
 
Dear Universe,

I want to thank you for the handful of friends that you've sent me who given me everything I could have hoped for from a friend. You have no idea how appreciative I am of that.

What I want to talk about is this romantic relationship thing. What's up with that? When are you going to bring someone into my life that actually cares? All I asked for was someone that gave a shit in the way I needed them too. Who wanted to know about me and who I am. Everything that you've done up to this point is just prove to me what I suspected to be true. Why the fuck did you put someone in my path who could give a rats ass, and who is not at all the person you've led me to believe over the years was coming into my life. A person I've done nothing but make an idiot of myself in front of. A person who's done nothing to earn the feelings that I offered him, but got them anyway. Why? The fucker thinks I'm obsessed with him, but It's not him I'm obsessed with. I'm obsessed with trying to understand why after so many years and all this shit I had to go through with people that hurt me and the hurt that I ended giving others do you finally allow me to love someone who can't give it to me in return. Why? What I am I supposed to be learning from this? Tell me. Stop making me suffer, and stop sending me these diversions who really just don't care and can't even in the end be a friend.

Why is it that I get everything else that I asked for or am in the process of getting but I can't get this? I don't mean to sound fucking ungrateful, but I'm only human. All of us want to be loved...all of us want to loved in the way that it makes sense for us. I don't need hearts and flowers. I don't need someone who hangs all over me. I don't need them to be there all the time, and I sure as hell don't need them to take care of me. I just want feel loved by this person. That's all I ask.

Can you just send me that, and while you're at it take the feelings I seem to be giving without meaning to for this other person and give them back to me so I can give them to the person coming? I'd really appreciate it.

Love,
Me
 
Dear Mistress,

Thank you for sending the loudly snoring Master to bed, so we could have girl time together today. When we first started this interesting little triad, I never thought this would happen, but I am just as much in love with you as I am with him. :eek:

Your Favorite Little Girl
 
Dear x,

well i guess if its going to happen again, tonight will be the night.

I can only hope thats not the case.

me
 
Dear Master,

No matter what, this week has been perfect. I wanted You to know that. You showed me things in myself that I thought were lost. You brought out my happiness. You have given me the best gift of all - the realization of who I really am. And for that, I will be forever grateful. I love You.

Love,
me
 
Dear N

Sorry about the drunken text last night, I hope it made you horny, but I fear you may think I'm sick in the head! :eek:

me (muchly ashamed)
 
Dear S,

I thought just crossed my mind today:

Am I afraid of what you could do to me or am I afraid of what I would let you do to me?

What I just realized is that both fears are one and the same: I know what lurks behind your control and I know what lurks behind my rationality. Your inner beast let loose, my inner pray let loose: the result could be devastating and we both know that we cannot go there. Not yer.

Each time thou we are pushing closer, further down the darkness of the rabbit hole.

We have long left the path I knew, but we are now walking past the path you knew as well.

I trust you to be my guide. You trust me to follow.

I'm scared and yet cannot wait for tomorrow.

Part-timely yours.

:rose:

P.S. I wonder if you too have the same fears ...
 
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Dear G,

I know it may sound childish to say its nots fair and I know that fair isnt the way things work. Its just that they have them already. Sometimes it makes me so sad. It's not like I'm being greedy...I just want a little share of my own.

Please help,

Me
 
Dear x,

I hope she was worth it.

Some pixel chick you will never even have.
 
Dear M-i-L,

What possessed you to want to throw our stuff out? It's probably all ruined now since you let it sit overnight on the lawn. And yes, the shed is filled with our stuff because we can't fit it all in the house, and I don't trust you to not claim the nice stuff as your own- you've done it to me too often in the past for me to trust you any more. And you are too stupid to understand the concept of "ask first"... ASK before you throw our shit out. Don't just do it all willy nilly, just because to you it looks like trash. I can still salvage parts off *our* printer- not yours, ours. You have that pathetic photo-printer in your room. That one is yours.

I know I'm not supposed to hate people... but you are pretty close to pushing it.
me.
 
Dear X

I know I am contradictory and confusing. I say I want and need things. That apparently doesn't mean I necessarily can handle them perfectly right away.

I need many chances.

Love
needyanddemanding
 
Dear X,

I just want to tell you,
I love you with all my heart.
I wish for us to be together,
Never shall we be apart.

I just want to tell you,
You put the smile on my face.
I want to be by your side,
I don't want to be any other place.

I just want to tell you,
You mean so much to me.
I see you as nothing less than the world,
And that I want you to see.

I just want to tell you,
I wouldn't be able to live without you.
Without the comfort you give,
There's nothing I could do.

I just want to tell you,
I thank you for being there.
You've always given me a shoulder to lean on,
And you always care.

I just want to tell you,
I think of you every moment of the day.
And how much I love you,
Words could never even say.

I just want to tell you,
I love you with all my heart.
I wish for us to be together,
Never shall we be apart.

I love you.
 
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