Be strong. I have faith in you...
You are not alone. You are never alone. Not when I am in your heart, as you are in mine...
<Shares my strength with you, to help you face what you must...>
And I love you, dearest...
mmmm…jalapeños, cheddar cheese, chipotle in adobo sauce, scrambled eggs, bacon, and hashbrowns…also lip smacking yummo!
I am worried about someone special. I am worried about her fears and doubts. I am worried that she thinks it is all her own fault, even though it is not...
Be strong.
I am here for you...
Another attempt to close italics...
Is it stupid to let others tell you what you must or must not do? At the cost of your own happiness? At the cost of the happiness of the one who wants to share those feelings with you?
Do what you think is best for yourself. Live your own life, even if only for a little while...
I want all of those things too love.
I am yours.
And I want to make you mine...
Its not funny i am so embarassed. I got distracted otherwise I could have edited it!!!!
distractions a terrible thing...........
When I got your letter I was shitting
when I read it I shit some more
where I was shitting there was no grass
so I took your letter an wiped my ass
anonymous quoth: nothing can be done about this.
that's not true. something can be done. it's up to you whether you want to do something about it or not.
<shrugs>
if you say so.
i offer apologies to anyone i may have offended. it was never my intent. i did not mean to make assumptions...
as for worrying for someone falling under the spell of one who would harm... no, not worried about that. and i would never have thought of harm. quite the opposite actually, which is apparent. not harm at all...
and who am i to complain of falling under? i make no assumptions of what is right or wrong. i am only hoping there is happiness and not misunderstanding...
I want that too love. With you, and nobody else. And I want to curl your toes as well...
;-)
Totally. Wholly. Completely. Madly. Irresistably...
And I am not talking about the thread.
My heart is filled with love, my soul with the overwhelming sense of you, of your essence...
I shall be thinking of you, my dearest. As always...
Mad, I tell you! You drive me mad...
With love...
And desire...
And longing...
Utter madness.
And I would not give it up at all...
I love you.
I do wonder that though. It's not just a passing thought...
And I couldn't not share it....
I am speechless. Just by the fact that you didn't brush it off as the musings of a madman...
My heart is singing, and my soul...
'Sokay. I meant what I said, regardless. I have never felt this way before...
someone pass the popcorn. this could get interesting!
Interesting. I wonder just who is responding to whom then...
okay, i'll bite. 'she' who, and what is it she is up to?
and people would be 'fools' not to see...etc, et al. plural subject, plural descriptor.
I can't find my panties.
The sixth sheik's sixth sheep is sick.
I slit a sheet, a sheet I slit, and on that slitted sheet I sit.
I miss the sound of your voice. :(
Haven't you served enough penance? Call me. Please.
Oh boy, Beatles music!
Get back to where you once belonged!
I am missing her terribly, but the occasional hello helps.
Even so, my heart still aches to be with her...
BTW, the music notes show up as boxes in IE 6.0. :(
I didn't think it was possible to fall in love with you. I was wrong.
I hope a certain someone is happily practicing his Discovery Channel techniques.
Nothing forces your hand but your own anger.
Your ego knows no limits.
I wish women could breast feed in public without ridicule and we all could have a masterbation break at work. Wouldn't that brighten up your day. And I would be totally addicted to the Orgasm pill.
Why do men think that woman truly enjoy sucking dick? Its trapped in your pants all day, its sweaty and musty. Go wash that thing and clean it good.
I wish women could breast feed in public without ridicule and we all could have a masterbation break at work. Wouldn't that brighten up your day. And I would be totally addicted to the Orgasm pill.
Why do men think that woman truly enjoy sucking dick? Its trapped in your pants all day, its sweaty and musty. Go wash that thing and clean it good.
isosorbide aka imdur... it is heart med but given to imrove circulation also...
I'm probably not all that annonymous after saying that but I'll tell you anyway..
My orgasm didn't end until my husband returned from that bathroom...that's how long it lasted.... and it was so intense I left marks on the side of his head from my knees... I'm suprised all the dogs in the neighborhood didn't start howling... absolutely incredible!!!
I will have to check that out. There must be a herbal remedy that is close to that.
Yes, pussy can stink, no deny it. I personally think everyone should shower. But, I haven't met very many women who pulled down their pants and said eat this. Men on the other, pull down their pants, grab the back of the head and push your face in it. All I'm asking is to take a handy wipe and at least clean the sweat away.
There is always hope... And there are always those that will offer you a hand to grasp. Never fear.
[extends hand]
ahehehehehhe paper i know its you!!!!
anyway this post is so popular!!!!
Hand...
Hand!...
HAND!!!...
I'm not brave enough to post this with my name on it.
I can't breathe. I can't get a deep enough breath to scream out the pain.
Sometimes I truly hate him.
I don't want to have to beg.
Depression is not just a habit to be exchanged for another one. Good grief.
To the one who is depressed: Please try to find the strength to seek help. There is hope.
How did I miss this?
*casts ressurect lvl 30*
I was out in the sunshine today and I missed you. Wonder if it's sunny where you are.
What's going on with you? Are you okay?
I don't believe there is such a thing as too late...
How could you....
Why do I think I am listening to someone elses conversation? I think I am going to hang up now.
HBC
OK PEOPLE.
What’s the use of posting anonymous if no one has any damn idea who you are?
At least give some indication of a hint of a smidgen of a whimper of who the hell you are thinking about being for the foreseeable future.
It would make the post so much more interesting.
I for one am damn tired of reading someone flirting with someone else who probably has not one damn thing to do with me at all.
OOda….
HBC
A Thousand Years - by Sting
A thousand years, a thousand more,
A thousand times a million doors to eternity
I may have lived a thousand lives, a thousand times
An endless turning stairway climbs
To a tower of souls
If it takes another thousand years, a thousand wars,
The towers rise to numberless floors in space
I could shed another million tears, a million breaths,
A million names but only one truth to face
A million roads, a million fears
A million suns, ten million years of uncertainty
I could speak a million lies, a million songs,
A million rights, a million wrongs in this balance of time
But if there was a single truth, a single light
A single thought, a singular touch of grace
Then following this single point , this single flame,
The single haunted memory of your face
I still love you
I still want you
A thousand times the mysteries unfold themselves
Like galaxies in my head
I may be numberless, I may be innocent
I may know many things, I may be ignorant
Or I could ride with kings and conquer many lands
Or win this world at cards and let it slip my hands
I could be cannon food, destroyed a thousand times
Reborn as fortunes child to judge anothers crimes
Or wear this pilgrims cloak, or be a common thief
Ive kept this single faith, I have but one belief
I still love you
I still want you
A thousand times the mysteries unfold themselves
Like galaxies in my head
On and on the mysteries unwind themselves
Eternities still unsaid
til you love me
Hunter, why are you always looking for a point? Check the top of yer head...this is not TheNakedProfessor, btw
See my post "The Real Naked Professor" under my guise as a hippy baker biker
- not me
irony and recursive wordplay doesnt work in here anymore. satire gets a glazed stare and anagrams get ignored. the formula for getting a rise has deteriorated to three things: whining, being pre-adolescent, and agreeing with everybody on everything.
Actually, naked pictures work well, also.
Are we really anonymous here? If I said I love you, would you know it was me?
Anonymous posting allows me to post my most inner feelings!,
WHY?, They are my true feelings, once they are revealed I feel
so much better, it does not make my life anymore glamourous,but
it allows for feedback from others who may be experiencing the
same problems. Especailly since no one knows that I post.
oh...cool idea.
=(^-^)=
Feel guilty? Good. You should. You hurt a lot of people whose only sin was allowing you into their lives.
Waiting impatiently...
Your touch makes my body feel new.
How do I stop loving you? I still miss you.
And I miss you.
Never stop love will I to you.
* Star Wars hidden Chronicles *
Yes, it's really me and only your heart can really tell....
I don't know.
I want and I also need. My wanting you is as bad as my needing you. But I don't know if it's me that you're talking about or you're addressing someone else.
My needs are simple...do you want someone with simple needs ?
Simple needs are the same as simple desires. Straightforward and uncomplicated. To be held. To share life's little ups and downs. No holding back. Straight from the heart talk. Not to mention sexy pillow talk.
*When I press ' enter ' why does this @#^*&(%) skip two spaces instead of one?
It's too late to start over. The best advice I can offer is to never settle. No matter what, never settle for less than what you need.
I have needs like that. I just wish the world wasn't so selfish. I need someone to hold me too.
seriously, posting anonymously makes my head even more blank than wanting to do it under my own name and even anonymously i keep deleting and saying, this is stupid.
keeps me busy i guess...
Am I in this relationship all by myself? I wish I knew what your rules are.
I've tried everything I can think of to be your friend. I finally get it -- you're not interested. I give up.
I don't know if you mean to or not, but you're a pro at pushing people away. That's a shame.
What an unexpected pleasure! A few minutes with someone special very early in the morning. *happy sigh*