the letter sent to her

the letter sent to her

A Story by mournful bear

maiden: Withhold emotion, it is a futile necessity only meant to debilitate. One distant abysmal memory will surface a familiar thought lost with contrivance................ I'm so, soooooo sorry for being such a terrible mate. I was unsatisfactory in the harmonious love making moments on our journey (journey is an intimate relationship) blame myself for losing you Bella. Apologetic for the sinful blindness I excreted towards the end of our journey. So sorry for being injured for so long and the side effects that showed them selfs, from meds, they where to much to handle. You are my last one! I've only had three femineas in my life (only three you being three! that is why i lacked bedroom romances) I figured three strikes I'm out. I picked you because of your bark like (beautiful tough personality like that of a gorgeous tree bark) demeanor and your gorgeousness. I will no longer chase femineas (latin for woman) for journeys I won't be able to muster up the strength to put myself through this once more. I have nothing that is appealing to femineas. I just won't make another feminea suffer my impurities and repugnancies. At the end its just a massif shame that I didn't make you happy (horrible regret when i think of this! such sorrowfulness i feel) enough for us to age and share greys together. I will remain in solitude. The amount of women coming on to (hitting on me cause of my weight loss) me is unjust because of the shallowness these femineas are exerting. No feminea has ever looked at me or treated me in such alluring manners, I cant get a focus on Or get use to this. Don't see any betterness in my appeal to femineas. So I don't want you back you deserve someone that will make you happy and please you in all the right spots. I have retired from intimate moments. Retentio intimus. Retentio intimus is latin; translation: with holding intimacy. This is the way I will function from here on forth................................ STAY HAPPY! I DON'T EVEN REMEMBER WHY WE ENDED. I WAS PROBABLY THAT BAD IN BEDROOM ROMANCES........................................... IT LED Thou FROM THY...........................

© 2015 mournful bear


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Added on March 19, 2013
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mournful bear
mournful bear

Angeles Crest, CA



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had a love now gone. awaken to the lonesomeness that solitude brings. no friends, no hikes, no job, no, no girl... this the mournful outdoors guy am i. family can be the splinter that you can never g.. more..

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