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Posted by AdaGrace on December 12, 2004, at 11:45:57
I could tell him anything, and did......I told him everything. He didn't, but funny I didn't notice did I. I was selfish, I was self centered.....I looked for replacements.....I felt insecure....I lashed out.....
I remember the time they found the tumors, and he was so concerned, said he prayed that day, and wasn't a praying man, but for me, he prayed. I felt loved.
I gave more than I took though, and I guess that was a good thing, but it doesn't feel that way right now.
I miss my best friend. I miss my lover. I miss my soul, my heart, my mind.
I'm lost in this world of emptyness. Filling the void is so very hard. Finding peace, I cannot do.
Look to yourself Ada, find happyness within yourself......But I don't know how.
Men don't like sad women. Men are affraid of pain. Men turn away from someone who needs too much, who crys too much, who feels to much. Funny.......I thought someone that didn't feel enough was a b*tch. I feel so much, and cannot give it away anymore.
I hurt like the breath has gone out of my lungs. I can't fill it up again.
What would hurt you more......me dying or her?
Can I fix that for you?
Dissapear Ada, dissapear, then I won't have to face the fact that I loved you and left you for another.......
Go away Ada, don't be seen Ada, don't tell me I hurt you Ada, I don't care anymore. She's better Ada, she's prettier, she's skinnier, she's better in bed Ada.........she's here, in my bed everynight......where the hell were you? Ohhhh Ada, did you believe me when I told you forever? LOL I didn't mean that, did you think I meant that? Geeze, I'm sorry, I thought you knew I meant......"just for now"
Get over it Ada, life goes on. Live and love and learn, that's my motto Ada. Your birthday? Yeah, I guess I forgot that Ada, sorry I was passionately making love to someone else.......
So sorry I ripped you apart Ada, never meant to hurt you..........hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha
Posted by Susan47 on December 12, 2004, at 22:39:05
In reply to My Best Friend, posted by AdaGrace on December 12, 2004, at 11:45:57
I don't think men like skinny women, Ada. The more there is to hold, the juicier she is, the better it is.
Am I wrong? Tell us, please, guys. We really really really want to know. Where are THE MEN'S VOICES????Do you guys take less pleasure in a less-than-perfect, much less so, body?????
What is it about women, that would be me and AG, for example (sorry for taking the liberty, AG) that turns you on, if anything???
Posted by AdaGrace on December 12, 2004, at 22:59:25
In reply to My Best Friend, posted by AdaGrace on December 12, 2004, at 11:45:57
By the way Ada, I just wanted to remind you that you have to come to grips with this thing called love. Good God girl, don't you know men say that all the time and they don't mean it. It's a southern thing Baby. We always say I love you to women, we think it's like a respect thing or something. It's not like we love everyone. That's not possible. I never loved you. You were unattainable and when you acted as if you really would leave your home and husband and children and move down here to live with me, I just about crapped my pants. Man, I never expected that, I had to skeedaddle fast. Geeze, did that ever scare me. After all I've only known you for 4 years, how could I know you had come to feel the way you do. I must say, it really is flattering to hear the things you said about me. It turns me on to know that someone that far away (whom I've only screwed once......okay we did it more than once, actually several times in two days......lol) anyway, it turns me on to know that someone that far away is in love with me.......obsessive, unconditional love. What's that all about? Did you believe all those things I said.....God, I was just trying to F*ck you. Man, you women get so emotional about things.........
Get a life Ada. You apparently have none.
Posted by Susan47 on December 12, 2004, at 23:17:07
In reply to Re: Second Verse, Same as the First, posted by AdaGrace on December 12, 2004, at 22:59:25
No, you were probably transferring to the *ssh*l*.
And don't get a T, they're just as bad, and they won't even give you the pleasure of a g**d scr*w.
Life. Doesn't it just suck? Keep going, AG, exorcise that baby.
Posted by AdaGrace on December 13, 2004, at 0:57:38
In reply to Re: Second Verse, Same as the First, posted by Susan47 on December 12, 2004, at 23:17:07
Ada........sweet dear nieve Ada. You are such a downer, do you know that? I'm a man, and as men go, I s*ck hind t*t. (farmer talk for all you lay people) I am self centered, egotistical.....no wait, that's the next guy you met after me.......I'm a drunk. I'm a worthless drunk who can't keep a job down. I spend my nights drinking and my days sleeping and if it weren't for this broad living with me, there'd be no food on the table. See, she's a poor substitute for you. She looks like you, acts like you, even smells like you....but if I remember right, you have all your teeth. You know how us trailer trash like a woman with no teeth. Better that way. Her 5 kids from different men live with us. We's all one big happy family and you, well you.......Hmmm forgot about you....now where do I fit you into the picture? Oh wait, I don't ...........Hardy Har Har.
Posted by Susan47 on December 13, 2004, at 20:20:03
In reply to Re: I'm Henery the Eighth I Am » Susan47, posted by AdaGrace on December 13, 2004, at 0:57:38
Well, thank the lord for that. Now we're hitting closer to the bone, aren't we, AG? Character-wise, you're probably right on, just don't really believe it yet. Believe it, baby, your heart knows what your mind won't accept yet.
Posted by AdaGrace on December 14, 2004, at 6:33:03
In reply to Re: I'm Henery the Eighth I Am, posted by Susan47 on December 13, 2004, at 20:20:03
Dear Ada, wait, scratch that, I never wrote "dear" in front of your name when posting to you. Was that because I didn't hold you dear, or because my simple hilbilly education did not learn me proper writing.
Now, where were we.
Ada. I hear you met someone new that you are interested in. Good for you Baby. I hear he treats you like dirt. You really can pick em can't you. You like to be treated that way, don't you. Screaming at you, disrespectful towards you, but yet all that turmoil turns you on doesn't it. You're father revisited isn't it? Susan was right, wasn't she. You are continually searching for a replacement for you father. You found yet another one didn't you. There are so many out there.
By the way, that new guy you met, he just wants to f**k you too. But you like that as well. You want an imaginary friend like you had when you were a child. Someone you can turn to and not have to face in real life. Because the one you have in real life is scaring the heck out of you with all his medical problems, all his needyness, all his judgmentalness. See I know you better than you think Ada. You want to be needed, you want to be loved, and yet you don't really know how to handle that do you. Because to find that and enjoy that would mean that you feel you deserve that. Sweety, we both know that your Daddy taught you better. We both know that you deserve to be yelled at, you do stupid things. You deserve to be hit mentally and physically because you keep messing up. Ada, oh Ada.
It's Christmas time Ada. I have someone to snuggle with at night and I like the fact that it tears you up. It's so good for my ego to have left you the way I did. Like an ending to a movie don't you think? Telling you I'd call. LOL. I was so smooth. You deserved that. You loved too much. You were too intense. Too damn sweet to me. I'm like you.....I like someone to treat me crappy. The police show up at my door monthly now. We are on first name basis. But man, can she romp in bed. I get it everynight. She's with me 24/7, that way we figure, if she is with me all the time, I won't think of you. Because baby, I think of you. I think of you all the time. I think of your sweet words to me. I think of the way you felt in my arms. I think of the way your coffee, smoke laced voice kept me at attention on the phone. Man we had some great times on the phone, didn't we?
Well, I gotta go Baby, my sweety is calling. We'll talk again soon. (LOL)
Posted by AdaGrace on December 15, 2004, at 16:51:27
In reply to Re: Everyone loves a Henery.........., posted by AdaGrace on December 14, 2004, at 6:33:03
She's been married seven times before.....
Hey Ada, how is it today? I hear you really ticked off that other guy you met, you know, the one with the volitile temper that makes you scared to speak too much. The one who talks about himself insesantly...... He was so mean to you, and you thought you deserved that. I can see why. I did the same thing to you, only in a different manner. I killed you with kindness. (No not blinded you with science like that horrible song of the 80's) I killed you with my soft loving words of encouragement.I have dropped off the face of the earth Ada. So has my live in lover. We dissapeared off into the sunset. Can you smell the roses in our wake?
I was lonely with you Ada, but not now, not with her. We are together all the time. We made a pact to stay off the computer, after that embarassing morning a few weeks ago when you saw me log on and off three times....I thought you would never leave. So we don't get on the computer anymore, I don't write you, and thank God, you don't call me anymore. It's been 7 weeks since you bawled your eyes out to me on the phone and I had to lie and tell you I was going to call and that I loved you. I think the distance has done me good, how about you. Do you still miss me? Of course you do, I was the best thing your self consious had going. I knew exactly what to say to make you feel good. But you were sorta a downer most of the time. Do you think of me all the time? Sure you do. Still dream of me? Yeah, I bet you do, we had some pretty steamy sex together that weekend.........very hot.
Well, Ada, I gotta go, my little honey is fixing me supper......fried balogna sandwiches tonight, Yummmm, I sometimes don't even spit my chew out to eat one of those......
Love Ya.......NOT!!!!!!
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