Sugar-Rush

I’m not the type of girl they love That type of girls not me! I’m not tall or slim or blonde I’m not short or cute or quirky My legs don’t go all the way up My tummies not flat I have fat stubby fingers I don’t speak French or Italian I don’t have great big doe eyes I don’t have a feminine walk or voice I’m not graceful or elegant I don’t have high cheekbones My bum is not pert My boobs are not perky I look awful in the morning, I have bad morning breath too If I don’t wax I get hairs on my tummy my face and my toes Sometimes when I have a cold I snore I get emotional and cry some times I get stressed over stupid things from time to time I don’t understand history, politics or science I’m not a virgin and I’m not a * * * * either I can’t walk for miles in heels I don’t look good in tight jeans They don’t make bikinis in my size I’m 5 foot 4, with long dark hair A waist the size of a tree My legs are short, my bum is big Why can’t they get there’s more to me

I’m not complete without you both Yet that could never be I love you both so much But do either of you really want me? I tie myself in knots, Hating the way I’m forced to feel I often I dream it’s not happening Wake up and pray it’s not real In many ways you’re so different In some ways you’re the same All I want is to be loved Not to play this sickening game I thought life would be simple When you gave me that gold band Then he walked back in my life Setting questions to everything we had planned Now the plans that we had carved Seems so insecure Do I want you one or both? I can’t decide anymore If on my own I’m not complete And with you both I can’t be Maybe I should walk away Learn to set myself free Nothing that I’ve ever said, Was a lie to you I didn’t know this was coming That I’d feel the way I do They say you can only love one man How I wish that to be true I love you both so completely My heart is sworn to you To have my cake and eat it, That’s a thing I’d never do I’m not that type of person I wouldn’t do that to either of you So here and now the question lies To go or should I stay Will a weight be lifted? Or will I regret it everyday? xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx It's a work in progress, i particularly don't like the highlighted line, let me know what you think, Sugar xxx

This is really touching but i'm sorry she did that to you, be strong xxx

This is so lovely, thankyou xxx

I wrote this for my better half Valentines Fairy Tale Once lived a buxom princess, with a heart of gold. But alas she was unhappy and scared what her future did hold. One day she met a knight of sorts, from lands she’d never been. Although his armour did not shine, his face was far from mean He told her of his journeys, his life so brave alone. She told him of her worries, he listened to her moan! She found her heart, It melted and warmed up to this knight. But when he tried to kiss her she put up a phoney fight. At first our princess was unsure, If this man, she should trust. But when he said he loved her, She knew at last she must. She ran to him with open arms, with wings on her heart. She new they’d stay together, with him she’d never part They made a little house, With a kingdom of there own. It’s nothing like her castle, but she never felt more at home. And so the legend goes, of a couple fair and true. Who’s life is full of happiness, in pastures green and new. Not all knights do where armour, Yet they can still prevent the hurt. Weather top to toe in metal, Or an Iron Maiden shirt! Some say it was a legend, that princess and that knight. No one can be that happy? I don’t think they’re right!!

yes i did, fixed now x

It's my grandads funeral tomorrow nearly a year after my dads I wrote this today to read out in the service do you think its okay? I believed in always never saying goodbye I believed in forever We'd never die I believed it happened Just not to us I just saw them crying Making a fuss Now life has changed It's easy to see Things can never be the same for you or me Times a healer people keep saying Yet for that day I'm still praying Gods own plan or so i'm told he takes them away out of our hold Now they're protected In everlasting bliss no pain for them for the people we miss The angels that surround us so easy to see they're not strangers or saints There my family

When I think of Smiling I think of you When I think of Laughing I think of you When I think of Dancing I think of you You have the world at your feet, Wings on your Heels, Hope in your Heart. Only you can make those prayers come true Only you can prove them wrong Only you can be the gurl of your dreams Don't give up, Take a deep breath Hold the arm of a fallen Angel Walk into your sunny future Be Her, Be you xxxx Love you baby sis xxxx

My Ex was really into being dominated by me big time. I was never really into it but i never minded doing it if that makes sense. He liked to be hurt...not like super violent....he liked to me to scratch and bite lightly...also being whipped and spanked. I think the main turn on with the dominace is that he spends all his day being in control and responsible and occasionally he likes to reverus the roles and become completely submissive. As Joe said the main thing is confidence....just boss him around big time, make sure he's enjoying it too tho....also its important to agree a saftey word...just incase it gets too heavy. Hope thats not too graphic... Sugar xxx

Hey Fans, It's Christmas 5 hours here in the UK, My boyfriend bought me the gorgeous new rock boots i've been wanting for years, i'm pretty sure my sister bought me the designer make up i'm too poor to afford myself. I posted all my cards out, wrapped and delivered all my presents, put up the tree and turned on the sprakling lights, that reflect the pretty tree tinsel all around the room, lighting up the presents underneath, with the fire turned on and the frosted window, my lounge honestly looks like a greetings card. Yet i fear that when i come down the stairs in the morning, my eyes will bypass the presents, my nose with ignore the smell of bacon from the kitchen and my heart won't be warmed by the glowing fire. The huge daddy shaped void under the Christmas tree will break my heart truly completely. It's four months today daddy since you grew your wings and became an angel. It's strange how little has changed here, your cars gone now, mummy couldn't bear to see it in the drive any longer, but your clothes still hang untouched in your wardrobe, the final cigarettes you smoked, sat in your ashtray. Your smell still fills your "Den/office". I'm sat here right now, typing this message to complete strangers using your computer, my fingers tapping on the keyborad just as yours did the night before you went to heaven. I know your not far away daddy, i can feel you close by as i sit here alone, but never alone anymore because you're with me. I wish i could be hugged by you, safe in your big bear arms, warm and protected from the world. I want to tell you i love you daddy, you were my protector and provider, my inspiration, my friend. I will look after mummy and moo, i'll try as hard as i can to give them everything you would have done daddy. Merry Christmas xxxxx I know my post is random, but i needed to write and i hope you don't mind, Please cherish your loved ones, hold them tight and thank god for them. Sugar xxxx

Hey sorry for the late reply Jen but yes, i sell to loads of 5o's+ women, that said our main customer base are 28-35. Sugar xxx

I work for the UK's largest sex toy company. I sell lots of "toys" to lots of women, single or in relationships or married, straight or gay. Women from 18-101. In my experience it has abosolutely no indiciation of the guys ability in the bedroom or ability to satisfy his gal. I own lots of toys personally and my boyfriend is great in bed. I would never chose a toy over him. As a generalisation most men masterbate, well so do women, its just easier to use toys. Nothing compares to sex with someone you love. You don't get conversation, lust, foreplay and cuddling and closeness with a toy. Just like a guy with his hand. xxxxx

Thanks for the comments, regarding the cooking and cleaning bit, its not a femmist issue, i love cooking and i clean when i'm stressed, i always make sure he does his bit too.

It’s not that I don’t want to explain it to you, It’s just that I can’t It’s not that I don’t want to wake up next you, everyday Just my fear I shan’t It’s not that cooking and cleaning for you would be a chore I just don’t want you to know I’m really a ... It’s not that I don’t want to change It’s just been so long I don’t think I can I’m dying inside wanting you Just to be my only man They don’t seem to understand how addictive it can be I just really don’t blame them for judging me I’ve hurt so many people, Just broken so many hearts It’s hard for me to understand why you Just want me, when I’m the queen of Tarts I don’t get a rush from lying, even though it seems that way Just one time, I want to be faithful, it’s getting harder everyday You know I want to live with you and be there in ever way Just you and me forever No risk that I would stray?

I wrote this a very long time ago, when i was in a bad place, ...well not a bad place as such just a very insecure one, i hate this poem, not only its content but it just feels all wrong to me, i personally think it's rubbish. I would love your opinion please, don't worry about offending me. Sugar xxx Convinced you love her more. You are to me, Everything I ever wanted anyone to be You are what I want now, What I wanted then and what I'll want forever more You are a good person, Hiding in a deep dark persons shell You are exciting, You make my heart skip and butterflies rush inside You to me, Are more than anyone before To you, She is more, more than me, more than us Why?