I am sorry
Updated 04-07-2010 at 10:21 AM by yub
To my dearest Beloved Master Myrddin......... How does a girl wish her Master a Happy Birthday? Does she prance around naked singing "happy birthday" at the top of her lungs? Does she buy Him an expensive gift and wrap it prettily with a bow? Does she shout from the rooftops how amazing He is and that she loves Him? All these ideas sound great, but are not the direction i am going lol. So sorry about that! Instead Your girl ...
Updated 04-07-2010 at 10:22 AM by yub
No, I'm not the cute little brunette in the pic. Just wishing. I used to get dressed as a girl a lot & spent an inordinate amount of time as the damsel in distress. A normal Saturday would be grabbing my stuff, meeting the guys at the tree house, climbing up as the runt teen boy of the group & climbing down as a teen girl, who usually wound up up tied & gagged with my skirt up in about two minutes! : That was a long time ago. I don't make a very appealing ...
Updated 02-08-2010 at 09:18 AM by i12bdifferent
my loving Master, Sometimes there are no words to convey the depth of my feelings and sometimes there is no holding back. i have always found that when the tears flow the words come so easily, every thought, feeling and emotion just comes tumbling out. So as the tears fill my eyes i have chosen to let the words flow. You are the light of my life. You are the reason i smile from the moment i open my eyes until i close them. You are the one who fills my dreams. You are ...
Updated 04-07-2010 at 10:23 AM by yub
Updated 04-07-2010 at 10:24 AM by yub
Updated 04-07-2010 at 10:25 AM by yub
The rain today is perfect. It is a slow heavy rain, a cleansing rain with the rumble of distant thunder. Today marked what will quite likely be the start of a major transition, away from the recent frustrations and towards a much more appropriate future. If today was to be interpretive, the rain would represent both the washing away of the recent past, and with the thunder, the rumble of future upheaval. Yet the storm comes without rushing winds, without the frenzied lightning of ...