After a Long Sleep...
I return and will try to pick up where I left off. The couple who I thought would be a fun adventure fell dull. They excuses as to why it ended but the main reason was that I couldn't let "irregardless" be a word (and NO it's not!). They went on and on about her having a Ph.D, yet she didn't get the memo of that abomination. Another "concern" was my reaction to the lovely bruises that stayed on my breasts for over a week. I never knew I could cause a stir by being worried if they were healing slowly. After a while I took up with a nice fellow that was more into rough sex then BDSM. Like a childhood toy it was "fun" for a while but not what I was truly seeking. He still talks to me when I forget to shut off my messenger. During that time I found a guy who really made the world seem right. He was my everything and every moment we shared was magical. Until recently when He told me He loved someone else and that our love was confined to a game. I've spent the last two weeks nursing that wound and have yet to feel good again. I'm tired of things never working out the way I want them to. How can I believe in love when it doesn't believe in me? I get sick of crying over men who don't deserve a tear. Where is my Love? my Dom or Master in shining armor?

