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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?
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It's a work in progress, i particularly don't like the highlighted line,
let me know what you think,
Sugar xxx
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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!!
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yes i did, fixed now x
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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.
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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?
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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?
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That was beautiful, really touching, if it comes from the heart, it's most effective xxx
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never got the foot thing, but i find it fascinating
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do sexy shoes do it for you too? (aimed at feet guys and gals)
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I am bisexual, and i definitely go for legs everytime, my boyfriend is all about the boobs through
Sugs xxx
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Your best friend should never have betrayed your trust like that, but are you really ready to throw the towel in on the friendship, maybe talk to her, ask her why and tell her how hurt you are.
Sugs
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Thank you coollady, my thoughts are with you too xxx
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My daddy passed away in August and it's his birthday on Saturday, i wrote this for him.
What you are to us.
To my Daddy,
Since that fateful day,
the day the angels took you away,
The clock hands stopped turning
The fire stopped burning
It seems we're just learning,
what you are to us
On the day you learnt of you fate,
You made a list, no time to wait
You ticked them off one by one
In 15 months they were all done
Still we're learning
what you are to us
You stood tall made us unite,
You never gave in, you won the fight
You protected us, arms open wide
The strenght you bore gave me such pride
yet we're just learning
what you are to us
You watched the sunrise from your bed
Your angel of mercy around your head
You told us of heaven in your very own way
Then so peaceful so calmly you lay
We're still learning
what you are to us
Though all is not lost, without you near
with your ambition, your passion, your lack of fear
Together again one day we'll be
Until that day you'll watch over me
I know
what you are to us
Not a day goes by when i don't see your face,
A joke a smile so full of grace
Now i know you're not far away
I feel you with me Through-out the day
So much
You are to us
Sleep tightly now daddy, your work here is done,
The love that you showed us will never be gone,
In memories of you, Spirts run high
So God bless you daddy, but never goodbye
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I wrote this for the three men who made me, well me and for the one man who loves me for it:
You were my first love,
I gave you my innocence,
My heart, my soul, my dreams,
My secrets, my body, my mind,
My childhood, my womanhood, my trust.
You let me find out from her, at my birthday party, that what I'd given you wasn't enough, she tempted you with her high tide, and you jumped in.
You were my first dream,
You were everything I had dreamt of for an eternity,
You were the most beautiful boy in the world,
You had the blondest hair and the bluest eyes,
You were dangerous but you made me safe,
You drove so fast, but you loved me so slow,
You made time stand still for us.
You left me for him, why was I the last to know? Why did I believe you could be so perfect, you'll never know how much I cried for you.
You were so innocent and so alone,
So sweet, so open so true,
Slowly I gave myself to you.
Being burnt it the past only made me want you more,
You were the source of knowledge I craved,
You were the answers to my continual questions.
You blew life back into my deflated heart,
You showed me a new way of being me.
You hit over and over again, you broke my ribs my nose my arms my fingers and my toes, I kept coming back for more, you were addictive, you were dark inside, like me, I loved you most.
And now you,
You don't belong on this list,
You are not perfect,
You don't make me promises of everlasting love,
You don't offer me the world tied in ribbon,
You don't embellish everything with diamonds,
You are not the man of my dreams,
You weren't the man I fantasised about as a child,
The day we met I didn't go weak at the knees,
Our first kiss was not a foot-popping experience.
You, you are my future, you're real, you make me real, you complete me, you know me, thank you.
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I am on the larger side, i am not hugely fat, but deffinately on the bigger side of curvy, however i excersize regularly and eat well...i have the odd take away now and then but i feel my diet is quite healthy. I have never had any trouble finding a boyfriend, infact they find me.
I am atractted generally to tall muscular men, but i would have no quams about dating someone who wasn't if i liked him as a person.
To me size isn't an issue, looks do matter you have to find someone attractive to you yes, but eyeone is different and everyone has there own positives.
Sugar xxx
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I decided to talk to him about it tonight as he popped round to get the car from mine. I told him exactly how i feel. He listened and hugged me and said he was really sorry if he had done anything to make me feel insecure. He admitted before we started dating he wasn't over his ex but as soon as we got together he decided it was me and hasn't thought about her like that, she was his first love yes, but she's his past and not relivant to his future.
He said he can't stop being polite to her ( i don't want him to at all so thats fine) and he says he won't bring her up ( not that he ever has apart from once when we were discussing friends who had travelled abroad)
I feel so much better now we talked it over and i know i was just being silly. But thanks guys xx
I’m not the type of girl they love...
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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