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Disgusting behaviour, whatever is happening. No excuses.
 
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Dear X,

If you really want to kill yourself by your inability to listen to what anyone is saying, fine by me. Whatever. But when you get so god damned angry because we're looking out for you is when it becomes unfair. I should not have to walk into your room and find you dead because youre an idiot and wont listen. That is not something anyone in this household should have to do.

If you want to die because youre reckless and stupid, hey maybe even death by laundry since, you know, neck surgery on fractures in your spine isn't a big deal or anything.....At least do it after I move the fuck out, which will be as soon as humanly possible.

-Me.
 
Dear X,

Thank you. I can't tell you how much it meant to me that you a.) noticed and b.) actually stood up for me. I appreciate it more than you know.

~Me
 
Dear X,
I love you, you are my one and only. We dont talk in terms of master/servant but you are my Master and I approach everything with the thought of how I could use it to make you proud of me. So, it pains me to say this.. grow up.

Lately your decisions have been poor and my opnion has been, at least from my perspective, disregarded completely. I know you are facing tough decisions, and hard actions, and general unpleasantness but the longer you delay the harder it will be to remedy. Murphy is an asshole and he has taken up residence in our spare room.

Please, please, please- do what you know you need to do so we can collect what is left of the shambles and ashes and start building/re-building our life together.

I love you, please act like you see that and wan me to keep loving you.

My Masters loyal servant.
 
Dear X,

I miss you. Not like normal. I miss you deeper some how.

I miss the way you looked at me and smiled like you were surprized I was there every time. I miss the way you polietely asked if I wanted to fuck every morning. I miss the feel of your lips, your hand in mine, the way you cringed as I ate a block of cheese. I miss having meals together and the way that you always seemed to have something to say to keep conversation going. I miss the way I fit so perfectly under your arm when we snuggled to watch tv. I miss how frusterated you got when I didn't sugest something to watch online. I miss you taking pics of me, even the ones of me waking up. I miss the way you watched me as I looked amazed at all of the things I had dreamed of seeing as a child. I miss you laughing at me. But above all, I miss curling up with you in bed knowing you'd still be there in the morning and we'd do it all over again.

I miss how at home I felt thousands of miles from where I've called home all of my life. I miss how natural everything felt. And I miss how loved, safe, and protected I felt every moment I was there. I felt your eyes on me 100% of the time.

It's so hard to be with out you, to feel so loved and yet sleep alone every night. It just doesn't seem fair. And I don't know how to change that.

I love you so much, and I'm trying to be strong, but right now I'm feeling weak.

With all of me,
yours
 
Dear x,

I hope I get the opportunity to prove it.

I know its such a difficult thing and it means so much that you are thinking about it.

Should it come to pass I promise you, you wont be sorry.

x
 
Dear X,

It's so hard to be with out you, to feel so loved and yet sleep alone every night. It just doesn't seem fair. And I don't know how to change that.

I love you so much, and I'm trying to be strong, but right now I'm feeling weak.

With all of me,
yours

*cuddles* I get this so much hon.

Stay strong and keep the faith :rose:
 
Dear X,

It's so hard to be with out you, to feel so loved and yet sleep alone every night. It just doesn't seem fair. And I don't know how to change that.

I love you so much, and I'm trying to be strong, but right now I'm feeling weak.

With all of me,
yours

*cuddle* I get this so much hon,

Stay strong and keep the faith. Will all work out in the end :rose:
 
Dear several x's and the universe in general,
i am going into a low right now and you haven't helped me not get there. you weren't worth the energy you are costing me and i wish i had known ahead of time, i would have avoided you. I hate your side stepping and avoidance. i hate that feelings of being needy and clingy rise to the surface seemingly beyond my control. i have learned not to invest my self any more, to keep a distance. if it is some ones loss it wont be my own, not any more.
i want to go to bed and cry and sleep but these sweet life savers are forever tied to me and force me afloat. i dont fault them for it. i want them where they are. my worse day with them is by far better then my best day with out them.
 
Dear X

My right ass cheek still stings this morning.

I hope you exorcised whichever demon was weighing you down. If not, you still have the left one.

:heart:
 
Dear X,

Would it be too much to ask you to stop sending rain our way? Ive lost my welly boot from the front porch and the left welly boot misses it. Any more, and I will need a boat to get to my car.

Thanks in advance.
Me.
Oh, and PS, X? If its not too much trouble, can you cancel the GALE FORCE WINDS you are going to pound us with tomorrow too?
 
Dear X world in general;

Please someone take this f* sign off my head, "Completly unsuitable Doms apply here." I am so freakin tired of it.

Thanks,
Me
 
And yet again, X, you demonstrate your focuss is on short sighted immediate gratifiation and not on long term sustainability. Why?
 
Dear X,

I miss you. Not like normal. I miss you deeper some how.

It's so hard to be with out you, to feel so loved and yet sleep alone every night. It just doesn't seem fair. And I don't know how to change that.

I love you so much, and I'm trying to be strong, but right now I'm feeling weak.

With all of me,
yours
I so understand how you feel, Wenchie. I feel like that very often myself. :rose:


*HUGGS and HUGGS*​
 
Dear You, yes YOU,
why are things so complicated now? what happened to the days when it was You and me and we knew that's all we ever wanted or needed? where did those days go? how did things get so messed up? how can we move forward like everything is ok, we're both "moving on" yet when i see Your name on the screen or see a text message from you, my stomach STILL gets butterflies and i get all giddy again? have we truly moved on? i think we both know the answer to that question,so why then are we hiding from it? why does it all have to be so dang complicated?

yet, if i distance myself from our chats, texts, etc...i'm happy here with what i have, or am i? is it an illusion i've created to make myself feel "ok" ? i am so confused and i honstely don't know what to do anymore, i really wish the time difference wasn't so much and You were awake to hear my ramblings and just "be there" right now. i miss You, i miss US. or is it that i just miss what WE stand for, the lifestyle we lived? and if we are right for each other, why are we both "moving on" with our lives and pretending we never shared the love that we shared, the connection that i've never had and probably never will have with anyone else?? is this "nilla" life really for me? or am i choosing it because it's "safe"? neither one of us are probably in the right place to start this over again...but will there ever be a "right place" again? not to mention there are "others" involved in this now, others feelings and emotions and it's not fair, to them, to us, to anyone........so many questions..no answers...and i need You.......

love always,
me
 
Dear L,

I have never known how to say to you - 'Thank you for fucking up who I thought I was'. My life was fine; we'd been the best of friends since we were 11, okay we didn't speak for a few years in the middle; but that was circumstance, not a conscious choice. So when you told me when we were 19, that you had always secretly fancied me, had watched me get undressed and done my makeup for the first dates you set me up with, and imagined it was you kissing me instead of them; WHY did it throw my sexuality into such turmoil?

I spent my days fascinated with you; obsessed almost as a result. I watched your first husband treat you like dirt with his mind games, and it was all I could possibly fanatasise about - you pressing your breasts to mine as I hugged you following yet another row.

We should never have kissed.... the sensation of soft lips parting against mine, your gentle tongue inquiring and provoking a response from mine, I can't get it from my head every time I see you since.

It's been 10 long years since that kiss, and I still haven't had the courage to test the water with the feelings you stirred inside me. Now I'll never know if I really am as bisexual as I feel, despite having never gone further than a grope or a kiss..........

Sometimes I hate you for awakening this in me - I would have gone through my life blissfully unaware that I was anything other than heterosexual. Now, nearing 30, I'm just god-damned confused. I know that you, happily married to your Disney prince, and your two wonderful children, would never consider infidelity with me; so why do I crave it so much!? You're not even my type really?!

I look at men and women as equally attractive beings, and almost feel I have my pick of them all, but I don't know how. I have a partner, and he's as caring as they get; but would he really understand? See what you have done L? The man I'm about to commit my life to - the one whom I want to be the Master of my destiny, and who I want to submit to fully; yet all I can think about is a soft feminine touch against my skin, and tasting the nectar from your sweet womanhood.....

Thanks a bunch for confusing the fuck out of me.

Grrrrr.

I'll love you always as my friend, and I'll be there if ever you need me.... but I resent you a whole bunch right now.

Amelie xx
 
Dear X,

I don't know that you've ever actually seen the last "Star Wars" movie that came out, but in it, Ewan McGregor's character says to another, "You were the chosen one. It was said you would ... bring balance to the Force, not leave it in darkness."

At the risk of sounding really geeky, that's what comes to mind everytime I think of our relationship, as short and sweet and ultimately crushing as it was.

You made a commitment to me. You agreed -- happily -- to belong to me. You told me that I was what you had needed in your life for a long time. Your roommate told me the same thing. After me saying those words to you, I was told they brought "peace to (your) soul."

Then we get together. You never give me any indication that anything's wrong. Far from it. We can't get out of bed in the morning -- or even the afternoon -- because you're too busy shoving your tongue in my mouth. Good sex is one thing; this was can't-keep-your-hands-off-each-other, up-against-the-wall, happy-with-everything sex.

And then you remembered that supid test. And everything went to hell. The next thing I know, you're telling me that I'm not the person for you, that I'm not this and I didn't do that. Me, the same person you were completely in rapture with only hours before.

Part of the whole Dominant-submissive relationship is trust. Hell, more than part; the whole damn thing is built on it. I trusted that you trusted me; if I felt it was better to approach that first meeting with a lighter touch, I trusted that you would trust me on that. Instead, not only did you not do that, you were willing to throw two months of wonderful down the crapper for two days of apparantly-not-as-good-as-I-thought-it-was-based-on-your-own-actions. If you can't trust me to know what's best, I don't think you're much of a submissive -- at least not the submissive you thought you were. You're just one more person who wants her own way without caring how that affects anyone else involved. There's enough of those in my life. I thought this was different. This relationship was the one that wasn't going to leave me feeling damaged and humiliated, the one in which I could feel like the person I know I am in my heart. But you didn't really give a shit at all, did you?

I don't know what happened. It's been more than a month, and I'm still in a daze, and I still hurt, and I still don't know how to replace you. I feel lied to, and I feel cheated, and -- despite the fact that you kept telling me over and over how you didn't want to hurt me -- I feel hurt. Isn't it funny how whwenever someone says they don't want to hurt you, that's exactly what they're about to do?

Maybe we rushed too fast. But I know what I felt was real, and I don't see how you can say anything else, based on all that was said and done between us. Maybe my biggest mistake was putting so much trust in someone who had so much growing up left to do.

If you really care so damn much about me, if you really want to avoid hurting me so much, then find me someone who can replace you. Otherwise, you're just one more of those girls who didn't know what they were missing out on that can go in my book. Remember them? Remember how stupid you seemed to agree they were for treating me so crappily? Well, the one thing I never thought I'd had to do is lump you in with them, but here we are. Everybody loses.
 
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Dear M

I've seen this before. Needy and keen at first then cant even be arsed to contact me. If thats the case then have the balls to say so dont blame the phone or hide behind the fact you think mine is on the blink. You got a couple of days to get your arse into gear or Im moving on. Too old for this shit.

T
 
Dear Mother,

Fuck you.



Dear Other Family Members,

Fuck you, too.
 
Dear X,

I fucking love you so fucking much it kills me sometimes. I know you don't want to hear anything but that you're a source of good in my life and you are...it's all the parts of you I can't have that hurt so badly. Yes, the good so much more than outweighs the bad, but that doesn't stop my heart from ACHING for you, all the fucking time.

It's fucked with both of you. I just want to love you both with all of my heart and soul and for the life of me I can't understand why that shouldn't be possible. I understand why it's not possible, of course, but not why it shouldn't be.

I love you with every ounce of my being, baby. So. Fucking. Much.

I'm only not giving into the pain spiral because of your wishes. I hope you know that. I'm trying so hard to be good for you. For both of you. :heart:
 
Dear X,

Thank you for putting your work alarm on softly so you didnt wake me up. I really appriciate it, I never get to lie in and it was wonderful...for all of 30 mins before the cat started pawing at the door wanting fed. LOL
But thank you for the thought!

Love n hugs n stuff,
Me.
 
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