Dear X:

[the captians wench]

Awe shucks.

I'm enjoying this new confident me, even more so since it seems to be gaining me extra attention and compliments.

 

[DeepGreenEyes]

Awe shucks.

I'm enjoying this new confident me, even more so since it seems to be gaining me extra attention and compliments.

Fuck. You don't rock until you get me the MIB toys.

 

[janeyruth]

Dear X

I’m glad that little weasel didn’t fool you with his smoke and mirrors games. And I'm glad you didn't buy all his lies about me. So many people have a problem understanding me. Some people, present company not excepted, get the wrong impression, because of my uncompromising sense of honesty. Like I’m supposed to be a crazy psycho lunatic or something. I’m glad you’re different from the others. I like you. You know that? I get these very strong feelings about people and I’m always right in my intuition. My first impression about you was, hey, I like this girl. And you know what? I got a feeling you and I are gonna do some wonderful stuff together. Some truly amazing stuff. As for the others. the chickenshit ones with the bullshit games, I could just strangle them in their sleep and suck their bone marrow dry. I really could.

 

[the captians wench]

Fuck. You don't rock until you get me the MIB toys.

I might have a BK connection....but since you didn't even know they were from BK and gave me greif about not being able to get them, I think you'll have to earn them.

*bats eyes sweetly*

 

[DeepGreenEyes]

I might have a BK connection....but since you didn't even know they were from BK and gave me greif about not being able to get them, I think you'll have to earn them.

*bats eyes sweetly*

Dear Wenchie,
What makes you so sure I didn't intend that ruse all along? And would earning them involve being on a crew, because I am working very hard right now, just not, you know, McDonald's-wenchie-hard hard.

Please advise.

 

[trueredhead]

My Dollface,

I don't appreciate the random text I recieved from you after not hearing your voice in three years. I don't like the fact that the only time you contact me, it's when M's not there. We grew up together, established a bond that never died. So why didn't you listen to me?

You took me in when I needed someone the most, and I lent you a hand out of your darkest depths. I risked my life to stay with you, to never leave you alone with your stepfather. I wanted to kill him. I would've, if the repurcussions wouldn't have taken me from you. You're all that ever mattered at that point. It was my job to protect you because I loved you, don't you see that??

I never broke my promise. i promised never to leave you there, and when I could no longer handle it, I took you away and found somewhere safe for you. Then M comes along....I know you thought you loved him and I know you see now that M was taking advantage of your devotion to Him. I know you thought I abandoned you when I went off to school, and it killed me. I spent nights on end crying, just wanting to be there for you. I know M was the only one there for you at that time... so I dealt with it, what could I do from so far away??

And then I come visit...and it happens.... M is gone one night.... a couple drinks... and there we were, back in each others arms... and you told me you loved me.... and I BELIEVED you. I confronted M for you.... to warn him I will walk to the end of this earth to keep you safe. And what does the sonofabitch do??? pulls a fucking knife on me... threatens MY life...takes a big man to hold a knife to my throat doesnt it??? and the next morning you dare to call me and tell me it was a mistake... and it never happened?? I was making this shit up??? i resent that Miss.

So I left yet again... you didnt want me... you didnt need me... so as hard as it was for me, I left... for you, sugar. And I have to find out from someone else that you marry that douchebag?? Really?? You're the only woman I ever truly wanted to build a life with... remember the days when we were frustrated as hell because WE couldn't run off and get married... or have kids own our own??? I do....everyday.

Do you realize I checked the online editions of local newspapers everyday praying like hell I didn't see your obit in the paper??? that he didnt catch you looking at the wrong person, or find a text from me and slit your throat, dumping you on the side of the highway??? He would, and sad thing is you know it.

And now you're back... filling up my inbox apologizing. Telling me I no longer have to worry. Well fuck you. i DO worry.... I've worried like fuck about you since your family moved to town. nothing will change that.

I don't hate you, on the contrary. But I hate the emotional rollercoaster I've been forced to ride... all because you mean everything to me.

And above all, I am fucking frustrated by the fact that I'll let you back in, because nothing could ever change how your presence in my life completes me. :/

<3 Your Daisy

 

[Aurantica]

Dear little R:
Please, please live. I've never met you but I know she'll be devistated if you die. I know its hard, but I don't think B could stand to lose you. She's not strong enough even with the support of her family.

I don't want to go to your funeral. Please live.

 

[the captians wench]

Dear Wenchie,
What makes you so sure I didn't intend that ruse all along? And would earning them involve being on a crew, because I am working very hard right now, just not, you know, McDonald's-wenchie-hard hard.

Please advise.

Dear DGE,

Doesn't matter if you intended the ruse or not. And no, earning them would not involve any sort of Mcwork, but something I'm sure we would find mutually agreeable.

The toy fetcher

 

[kiwi_submissive]

My Dollface,

I don't appreciate the random text I recieved from you after not hearing your voice in three years. I don't like the fact that the only time you contact me, it's when M's not there. We grew up together, established a bond that never died. So why didn't you listen to me?

You took me in when I needed someone the most, and I lent you a hand out of your darkest depths. I risked my life to stay with you, to never leave you alone with your stepfather. I wanted to kill him. I would've, if the repurcussions wouldn't have taken me from you. You're all that ever mattered at that point. It was my job to protect you because I loved you, don't you see that??

I never broke my promise. i promised never to leave you there, and when I could no longer handle it, I took you away and found somewhere safe for you. Then M comes along....I know you thought you loved him and I know you see now that M was taking advantage of your devotion to Him. I know you thought I abandoned you when I went off to school, and it killed me. I spent nights on end crying, just wanting to be there for you. I know M was the only one there for you at that time... so I dealt with it, what could I do from so far away??

And then I come visit...and it happens.... M is gone one night.... a couple drinks... and there we were, back in each others arms... and you told me you loved me.... and I BELIEVED you. I confronted M for you.... to warn him I will walk to the end of this earth to keep you safe. And what does the sonofabitch do??? pulls a fucking knife on me... threatens MY life...takes a big man to hold a knife to my throat doesnt it??? and the next morning you dare to call me and tell me it was a mistake... and it never happened?? I was making this shit up??? i resent that Miss.

So I left yet again... you didnt want me... you didnt need me... so as hard as it was for me, I left... for you, sugar. And I have to find out from someone else that you marry that douchebag?? Really?? You're the only woman I ever truly wanted to build a life with... remember the days when we were frustrated as hell because WE couldn't run off and get married... or have kids own our own??? I do....everyday.

Do you realize I checked the online editions of local newspapers everyday praying like hell I didn't see your obit in the paper??? that he didnt catch you looking at the wrong person, or find a text from me and slit your throat, dumping you on the side of the highway??? He would, and sad thing is you know it.

And now you're back... filling up my inbox apologizing. Telling me I no longer have to worry. Well fuck you. i DO worry.... I've worried like fuck about you since your family moved to town. nothing will change that.

I don't hate you, on the contrary. But I hate the emotional rollercoaster I've been forced to ride... all because you mean everything to me.

And above all, I am fucking frustrated by the fact that I'll let you back in, because nothing could ever change how your presence in my life completes me. :/

<3 Your Daisy

*hugs* be strong through this and you need to remember that sometimes your first priority has to be to yourself. There comes a point where you give so much to a person that you have nothing left for yourself.

A true friendship/relationship is where both people give themselves equally and it does not sound like this is happening. You seem to be more of a safety net who they know is always there waiting to help them pick up the pieces so they can move onto the next debacle when they feel ready.

You should write a list of all the pros and cons of this friendship as sometimes seeing it written down on paper will help you realise what is right and wrong better than going through it in your head.

 

[trueredhead]

You should write a list of all the pros and cons of this friendship as sometimes seeing it written down on paper will help you realise what is right and wrong better than going through it in your head.

Thanks... I appreciate it... I was really just venting; I've kept so much of it in for so long, it seemed like the place to just let it out. The biggest problem I have is letting it go, for the simple fact everyone else in her life has given up and deserted her. I refuse to be another person to just walk out of her life. But after reflecting on all of this I have set myself some boundaries, and come to see that if things are ever going to change, a deep conversation is going to have to take place, and everything laid out on the table. Let her know if this continues, at some point I won't/can't be there to catch her when her world crumbles. It's taking too much of a toll. Thanks for the hugs too

 

[sacrificedangel]

Dear X,

And quite literally X. Did you really think that people wouldnt see you driving her around in your car? Buying her things? Kissing a girl who was not your fiancee? I find myself stunned that you wouldnt have thought I would find out. That the lies you told to cover your absences would not go unchecked after the 20th night in a row you came back at 6am or not at all. Well. At least I know now, before I tied myself to you. (Ivory Wedding dress for sale BTW, still with tags attatched and diamonte tiara). Silly boy.

Quite liberating being single for the first time in eight and a half years, someone may have to teach me how to chat up guys again though!

Kindest regards X,
Me

 

[kiwi_submissive]

Dear Ex,

Yes i was broken when you broke up with me. I thought my world was falling apart and that all my hopes and dreams had been destroyed. Then when I finally was able to take a step back and look at things I realised that you were a more of a bad habit than a relationship and that realistically it was all about you. Your petty cruelties, your lies, your jealousy, your constant put downs were just a sign of an incredibly insecure person.

I don't need you in my life, I realise now that I never really needed you because nothing I ever did would ever be good enough for you, hell I was almost hospitalised because I was so underweight but still you told me I was disgusting because I was so fat.

So what I don't understand is why you feel this constant need to text me or turn up at my house to try and break me. You broke up with me, the natural assumption would mean that you don't want contact with me or need me to prop up your ego. Only an immature sack of shit with no respect for the other persons feelings does that.

I will no longer be protecting you and I am so much stronger now. I have people who care about me and are there for me when I need it. I tried and once again I failed but there comes a point where people have to take the consequences of their actions. Good luck.

 

[Sir_Winston54]

Dear Ex,

Yes i was broken when you broke up with me. I thought my world was falling apart and that all my hopes and dreams had been destroyed. Then when I finally was able to take a step back and look at things I realised that you were a more of a bad habit than a relationship and that realistically it was all about you. Your petty cruelties, your lies, your jealousy, your constant put downs were just a sign of an incredibly insecure person.

I don't need you in my life, I realise now that I never really needed you because nothing I ever did would ever be good enough for you, hell I was almost hospitalised because I was so underweight but still you told me I was disgusting because I was so fat.

So what I don't understand is why you feel this constant need to text me or turn up at my house to try and break me. You broke up with me, the natural assumption would mean that you don't want contact with me or need me to prop up your ego. Only an immature sack of shit with no respect for the other persons feelings does that.

I will no longer be protecting you and I am so much stronger now. I have people who care about me and are there for me when I need it. I tried and once again I failed but there comes a point where people have to take the consequences of their actions. Good luck.

Two words regarding the bolded portion: Restraining order.

Two more words, regarding "restraining order": Get one.

{{{{kiwi}}}}

 

[kiwi_submissive]

Two words regarding the bolded portion: Restraining order.

Two more words, regarding "restraining order": Get one.

{{{{kiwi}}}}

Thank you Sir Winston, sadly restraining orders here are not worth the paper they are written on. Luckily I have some umm interesting friends who will go and have some serious words with him at some stage next week while I am away.

 

[janeyruth]

Dear X

https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-2jO_Xn9EIV4/TsdixBj_AII/AAAAAAAAF54/5DHAfBwHE1Y/s451/9yOtSfl2Fnzp43a6DS5PogWDo1_400.jpg

 

[Sir_Winston54]

Thank you Sir Winston, sadly restraining orders here are not worth the paper they are written on. Luckily I have some umm interesting friends who will go and have some serious words with him at some stage next week while I am away.

That's sort of a different kind of restraining order, and yes, quite often more effective than the ones the courts hand out. Interesting friends can be good to have.

 

[Kurokami]

Dear daughters,

Hey girls, I'm your dad. I know, I'm sorry, we all know you deserve better, but that's beside the point. I'm what you've got, and I'll try to be worthy of you.

You'll be here in a little under a month, now. At least, that's the ideal window. Any offspring of mine can be relied upon to arrive fashionably late. And I can't wait to meet you; your mother and I have your names picked out and everything. We're all set for your arrival, all you've got to do is be born healthy, beautiful girls.

But, um, if there's one thing I might request of you? Could the two of you try to be better behaved than my eldest nephew? You'll know what you mean when you meet him; your uncle's son. That kid is a monster, girls.

Granted, I only met the kid a few months ago, and so I'm still starting out as an uncle, but I swear if that little brat kicks my dog again I will kick him. Hard, so he remembers it. His mother keeps telling me that he's just a boy, he doesn't mean it. You mean to tell me that at seven he doesn't know that kicking is wrong? My sister knows that, and she's five!

But I'm straying from the point, daughters mine. I think you'll like the dog, and I'm certainly hoping you'll love your mother and I as much as we love you two. So I'm asking nicely, while I'm still well rested, you haven't woken me up every few hours for weeks on end and we're still on good terms: please be nice kids. I know you probably will be.

Much love,
Daddy

 

[TarevaChine]

Dear daughters,

Hey girls, I'm your dad. I know, I'm sorry, we all know you deserve better, but that's beside the point. I'm what you've got, and I'll try to be worthy of you.

You'll be here in a little under a month, now. At least, that's the ideal window. Any offspring of mine can be relied upon to arrive fashionably late. And I can't wait to meet you; your mother and I have your names picked out and everything. We're all set for your arrival, all you've got to do is be born healthy, beautiful girls.

But, um, if there's one thing I might request of you? Could the two of you try to be better behaved than my eldest nephew? You'll know what you mean when you meet him; your uncle's son. That kid is a monster, girls.

Granted, I only met the kid a few months ago, and so I'm still starting out as an uncle, but I swear if that little brat kicks my dog again I will kick him. Hard, so he remembers it. His mother keeps telling me that he's just a boy, he doesn't mean it. You mean to tell me that at seven he doesn't know that kicking is wrong? My sister knows that, and she's five!

But I'm straying from the point, daughters mine. I think you'll like the dog, and I'm certainly hoping you'll love your mother and I as much as we love you two. So I'm asking nicely, while I'm still well rested, you haven't woken me up every few hours for weeks on end and we're still on good terms: please be nice kids. I know you probably will be.

Much love,
Daddy

Awwww! This has to be the one of the sweetest things I have read. They are going to be very lucky and proud to have a daddy like you.

I hope that you will make a copy of this for your daughters. My father's job required him to travel and he would leave my sisters and I notes before he left. I still have some of them and I still love reading them. As a daughter, I will tell you that when they get older, they would love to read about your thoughts and feelings about them before they were born.

Maybe you should make a copy of all your posts about them and make a little scrapbook. It is something they will treasure forever.

 

[Bandit58]

Dear daughters,

Hey girls, I'm your dad. I know, I'm sorry, we all know you deserve better, but that's beside the point. I'm what you've got, and I'll try to be worthy of you.

You'll be here in a little under a month, now. At least, that's the ideal window. Any offspring of mine can be relied upon to arrive fashionably late. And I can't wait to meet you; your mother and I have your names picked out and everything. We're all set for your arrival, all you've got to do is be born healthy, beautiful girls.

But, um, if there's one thing I might request of you? Could the two of you try to be better behaved than my eldest nephew? You'll know what you mean when you meet him; your uncle's son. That kid is a monster, girls.

Granted, I only met the kid a few months ago, and so I'm still starting out as an uncle, but I swear if that little brat kicks my dog again I will kick him. Hard, so he remembers it. His mother keeps telling me that he's just a boy, he doesn't mean it. You mean to tell me that at seven he doesn't know that kicking is wrong? My sister knows that, and she's five!
But I'm straying from the point, daughters mine. I think you'll like the dog, and I'm certainly hoping you'll love your mother and I as much as we love you two. So I'm asking nicely, while I'm still well rested, you haven't woken me up every few hours for weeks on end and we're still on good terms: please be nice kids. I know you probably will be.

Much love,
Daddy

Have you been watching The Slap on ABC1?
For those who don't know, it's a 8 part drama series about the repercussions that happen when someone slaps a badly behaved child who isn't theirs. It ends up going to court and everything. Bloody excellent!

http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1823011/

 

[Kurokami]

Awwww! This has to be the one of the sweetest things I have read. They are going to be very lucky and proud to have a daddy like you.

I hope that you will make a copy of this for your daughters. My father's job required him to travel and he would leave my sisters and I notes before he left. I still have some of them and I still love reading them. As a daughter, I will tell you that when they get older, they would love to read about your thoughts and feelings about them before they were born.

Maybe you should make a copy of all your posts about them and make a little scrapbook. It is something they will treasure forever.

Well, thank you.

I never thought I could physically get sentimental before now, but I'll admit that I have written heartfelt letters to both of my girls for them to read once they're old enough, along with some music I'd composed just for them. I haven't shown any of that to anyone else; I intend for my daughters to be the first other people to see it all.

And I do like your idea of showing them my posts, editted for content, of course... and they must never know where I posted them... But it's a sweet idea. I think I will do that.

Have you been watching The Slap on ABC1?

No, but I keep meaning to. Especially now, when I'm thinking I could use it as preparation for when it happens to me

(Wow, that was kind of dark... Did I just threaten to kick a kid? )

 

[Sir_Winston54]

... Did I just threaten to kick a kid?

Yeahhh... but as *she* said when reading that post over my shoulder, maybe you should slap/kick the parents, since they've obviously done such a poor job of raising the child. And besides, in most jurisdictions, you get in a lot less trouble for committing battery on an adult than on a child.

 

[TarevaChine]

Well, thank you.

I never thought I could physically get sentimental before now, but I'll admit that I have written heartfelt letters to both of my girls for them to read once they're old enough, along with some music I'd composed just for them. I haven't shown any of that to anyone else; I intend for my daughters to be the first other people to see it all.

And I do like your idea of showing them my posts, editted for content, of course... and they must never know where I posted them... But it's a sweet idea. I think I will do that.



No, but I keep meaning to. Especially now, when I'm thinking I could use it as preparation for when it happens to me

(Wow, that was kind of dark... Did I just threaten to kick a kid? )

I should have known you had already done something.

 

[Babyslave]

Dear X,

I wonder if you've forgotten my need for a tether, whether it be a phone call, IM, or e-mail. I haven't figured out whether you're well aware and this is just another power play; if you simply don't give a rats ass that I need to maintain a connection with you; or you don't want me anymore.

All three piss me off equally. Thanks for that.

 

[His_pet_slut]

.................................never mind.

 

[Babyslave]

Dear X,

Be strong you say via a third party no less. Fuck that. For what purpose, to what end? I trusted you, believed you. YOU were my strength, and you walked away. Without a word, without a glance, and so easily. If I mean this little to you, perhaps I deserve the only option I'm left with.