I noticed this was going around Fetlife and decided that it might be fun to do here…
A question per day… here’s the 10 questions:
Day One: Ten things you want to say to ten different people right now. Day Two: Nine things about yourself. Day Three: Eight ways to win your heart. Day Four: Seven things that cross your mind a lot. Day Five: Six things you wish you had never done. Day Six: Five people who mean a lot (in no order whatsoever). Day Seven: Four turn-offs. Day Eight: Three turn-ons. Day Nine: Two images that describe your life right now, and why. Day Ten: One confession.
Day One: Ten things you want to say to ten different people right now.
I love you. I miss you. I want you.Is that 3 things? Let’s count it as 3… no no, we’ll count it as one.
Some days I wish I could choose my family because I’d disown you. You’re an asshole, you always have been and I don’t care how many times you “nearly” die, you’ll always be one. Becoming religious doesn’t save you. Asshole.
I wish you’d tell me without me having to nag you about it. You don’t have to be the strong one all the time. I’m always here.
Without you I’d never be the person I am today, so thank you. For standing behind me, beside me, and over me when needed. You slapped me to reality more than once and I can only hope that I’ve somehow done the same for you over the years.
We’ve lived on different continents for over 10 years. But you’re still special to me. I can’t wait to have you home. But I still might steal your dog…
I don’t cope sometimes and you’re one of the only ones to see me struggling and throw me your cleavage to help elevate me from drowning because you know how hard it is for me to ask for help. Thank you and your wondrous boobs. I don’t think I’d rather curl up on a couch with anyone else and watch utter shit on telle to giggle at.
I hope you’re happy. I always knew what you felt for me wasn’t true and it wasn’t real. It was a figment of your imagination and I’m glad that I never let you in. But I honestly hope that you’ve found what it was that you thought I might fill.
I wish you’d just listen to me sometimes and live your life. You deserve to have the best of everything instead of worrying about us all the time. We’re ok.
I find it easier to shut things out than face them. Demons take a while to conquer. You taught me not to take shit and punch my demons in the face. I don’t duck and weave anymore and for that I have you to thank. So thank you. I wish you’d find your own inner peace.
Why didn’t you call? It’s 4 years this year. 4 years without you dragging me to the bar to make me get totally smashed on flaming sambucas and getting me sent home from work for being drunk because you’d had a fight with your girlfriend and needed someone to get drunker than you… it’s been 4 years since I saw that big grin of yours when you saw me and feel your arms wrap around me and squeeze the living shit out of me. It’s been 4 years since I heard your giggle and talk me into things that always got me into trouble but made you laugh. It’s been 4 years since I hit rock bottom and you never got to see me fly. I miss your face so much. I wish you’d have called.