What a Trip..
Five to six years after the fact.. And here we are. I'm not sure what to say, how to say it, or what needs to be said. I hold on to this LJ in the hopes that someone .. the one... might find me, but that's a fucking pipe dream. Not even sure what a "pipe dream" means... But I don't think it really matters. I am married now, have been for almost 4 years.. I met a man who adores me, even though he comes with.. stipulations. He is the most loving, sweetest man I have ever met, and he worships me, faults and all. I couldn't imagine my life without him, I'm not even sure who I would be without him.. But of course, marriage is hard and full of the desire to placate. Example...we hardly have sex, and if we do, it's usually one sided. I cannot remember the last time he touched me lovingly, with the intention of providing me pleasure. He'll manhandle my tits, like their fucking beanbags that need adjusting, and he might suck on my nipple for a minute or two, but then it stops...not before he shoves my hand on his cock, implying that his gratification is the only important thing. .......Fuck this, I don't really want to talk about this.
I want to find Kyle. I have always loved him and maybe I was catfished, but that person was someone I truly fucking loved. And I miss him, and I need to know what happened to him. I only remember a few things, but nothing is secret on the net.......