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  • Music

    July 28th, 2026

    I have written so much about you since you have been gone. There might be another whole as album about you by the time you get back. ❤

  • Thank you.

    July 28th, 2026

    You probably don’t realize just how much those videos meant to me. You weren’t just sending me a sunset and a full moon, you were sending me pieces of the things you know calm my soul. Even while you were away, you were thinking about me.

    That made me feel seen. Loved. Important. And that you miss me, too.

    It’s the little things like this that make my heart fall for you over and over again. You pay attention to the things that matter to me, and that means more than I could ever put into words.

    I’ve watched those videos more times than I can count because, for a few moments, it felt like you were sharing those beautiful moments with me instead of experiencing them alone.

    Thank you for carrying me with you, even from miles away.

    I miss you more than I know how to explain, and I can’t wait until you’re home. ❤️

  • Beep Beep Beep

    July 26th, 2026

    Had to go to the ER again and now back home. Same ole crap as always. pouts

  • Biz

    July 24th, 2026

    SIMS have been paid… huzzah! At least for another week, thanks to our lovely bennefactor-ess. So one less thing to worry about. I had the chance to hang out with her for 2 hours last evening where I was given ALL THE TEA on the deflowering! I very proud of her and Mister Man that has become a regular for her. Awe!!!

    The other lady in our life here has the house inspector today so she had been working really hard to be ready for that. She is a packing fiend! Though with no more allowance and the store not up and running and all three of us having stuff out there to be bought, not sure how we can help at all, so that is a bummer.

    Van lost halfof her SIM when she tried to parcel it off after everything was decorated and she almost rage quit, dont blame her. Been there! When she went to see how much time she had left, she saw a full sim rental box next to hers that was a 30k SIM for 1k less a week. So no brainer there, she traded. haha I mean if you have to rebuild any way… get a deal! She only had a 20k sim to start off with PLUS 1k cheaper? Say less.

    The Source still hasnt replied to me. Its been a month.

    ***** /////**** WARNING: FOUL LANGUAGE BELOW *****/////*****

    That laszy mother fucking twat nugget had absolutely zero give a fuck for the god damned system. Just soaking up the money. I mean.. why not? They keep fucking paying him every single month to do NOTHING for them. He has is kush. Im all kinds of rageface over here, yo. I cant play it thier way anymore. I cant keep quiet as they go on and on in those fucking AC meetings. I cant just keep status quo in the hopes that I will get the basic need taken care of. You dont want to answer me? Not a prob. They want to act like nothing has changed with my return? No, Fuck you AND the horse you rode in on. Your fucking nightmare is back. Now to just figure out where to begin, roll up my sleeves, and dig in.

    Lets de mantle a system, or at least make a huge mark. It’s gonna de mantle itself.

  • Kiss Me

    July 23rd, 2026

    Remember that RP that we did because I had watched you pick your eyes in the…. eye store. lol Then aftah aftah I sent you want was going through my mind and… yum occured?

    nods

    I made a song with that in mind. I hope that you like it.

    https://jumpshare.com/share/wds5kLwbQiYaH9FZ9Qpk

  • One Week Without You

    July 23rd, 2026

    Seven days.

    One hundred sixty-eight hours.

    More cups of coffee than I should probably admit.

    I DONT LIKE IT

    I have been lucky enough to talk to you here and there the last couple of days and that has ment the world to me. But you arent HERE. I dont get that morning call, the walking the dogs call, the deliveries call, and the wee hours of the morning call. You spoiled me and now I pout on the sidelines looking at the date as if one of these times it will simply zooom forward and suddenly you will be here.

    Well it hasnt yet. And I have issues with that.

  • Wall Rings

    July 22nd, 2026

    Nude and sitting on the floor, your wrists encased in thick silver rings bolted to the wall on either side of you head. There was no comfortable cloth between your skin and concrete. She stood looking down into your eyes, one heel on either side of your hips yet close enough that the inside of her ankles touched skin. Heels dark black with straps that wrapped around to the back, red painted toes veiled behind the thin hose that smoothed all the way along her thick thighs and held in place by garters that bit at the skin perfectly. The kind with that line down the back for that little extra detail.

    She wore nothing else. Nothing but a smile as she moved a half step even closer. Reaching out her fingers tapped against your lips but she spoke no words, only pushing two into your mouth and began to stroke your tongue before retreating back to see if you would gag from the movement, pulling them from you before you got too overt with some lusty little show of it. No.. This wasn’t a night for you to please her or for her to please you. Tonight she wanted use. Simple. To the point. To use you for her own wants.

    Fingers delightfully wet, they pushed between the already puffy lips of her cunt and began to make long slow stroking motions just inches from your mouth. Although she moaned slightly, leaned a touch forward and her other hand met the wall to give herself some grounding. The wet digits seemed to only be there to add a little slickness as if teasing you. Taking in a deeper breath she leaned her hips even more towards your face and began to grind herself against you. She didn’t care if your mouth was open and your tongue out to receive her, the chiseled bone structure of yours was enough to moan for again.

  • Good Morning

    July 21st, 2026

    You woke with her fingers playingwith yours/ soft, slow, tangling, slipping free, dancing between.

    But as you took that first real breath, she dissapeared, leaving behind the scent of her skin, the heat of her body, but nothing else.

  • Flirty Intermission

    July 20th, 2026

    I have a confession…

    I keep imagining the moment you walk through the door.

    I’ve come to one conclusion.

    You’re not making it very far.

    Because the second I see you…

    I’m claiming you, again.

    Fair warning.

    You should probably brace yourself for a welcome-home kiss that makes up for twenty-four days apart.

  • Confession of the Day

    July 20th, 2026

    I looked at our wedding pictures today.

    I told myself I’d only look at one.

    That was an adorable lie.

    I ended up reliving the entire day.

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