Penny – I love you more than mere words can express. The absolute sizzle of passion that I feel every time we touch is electric. As if, every fiber of my being is in concert with yours. Good morning. I hope you slept well. My dreams were of you as they always are. Filled with the joy and happiness our love creates.
I love you completely!
Our thoughts, love, and passion…on Friday!
…right before a stupid weekend.
Feeling much better about everything.
Penny – I love you more than anything baby!
Yet another thread for Penny and I to use for communication.
Feeling like I lost the wind beneath my wings…
For me and Penny, just in case.
Twitter sucks sometimes. It's true.
Just in case Penny needs one…
…cause I love her!
This is a post for Penny and I to use to communicate back and forth over yet another painful weekend of being apart from each other.
I love my Penny very very much!
A thread for Penny and I to communicate to each other.
Let's face it, talking to Penny is fun.
This post is for me and Penny.
You know..for talking dirty and such…:)
This post is for M. Thomas Ridley from Penny:
It’s a good thing we don’t get the love we deserve, because according to the world’s standards, I don’t deserve to be loved deeply. The life I live isn’t one that’s readily accepted by most of the world. It definitely wouldn’t meet the approval of my friends & family.
In my defense, I have to say that I didn’t go out searching for someone else to love. I thought I was perfectly happy. Life was good. Yea, I kept some of my thoughts to myself especially when it came to my sex life. I know you know what I mean, because we all do it. You’re in a relationship and the sex is ok, but not great. Your partner doesn’t know what really turns you on. Of course you can’t tell him/her. Why? I’m not sure. Inside you’re screaming out your desires, but that’s it… they never make it past your lips.
Having said that… I’ll say it again… I didn’t go out searching for someone else to love. We started out as friends. When did it become more than that? I’d say it was when I realized I could say anything to him & it was ok. I didn’t have to sensor my conversation. Instead of keeping my thoughts locked inside, I told him everything. I mean… everything. Including my sexual desires.
I could go on, but I guess I should get to the point.
The point is… I don’t deserve his love. Circumstances don’t allow me to be there with/for him twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week. That’s what he deserves. Someone who he can be with and hold and talk to anytime. Someone to fall asleep in his arms and wake up beside him every morning.
I know he adores me, because he tells me & shows me in so many different ways. He tells me he loves me a hundred times a day and I love to hear it so please don’t stop saying it or I’ll think something’s wrong
I’ll never deserve your love, but you should know… I love you babe! More than anyone or anything in this world and I’m so happy that you love me as deeply as you do.