Dear Blog,
Without my attention, you're nothing but a collection of memories. Without me, there's no reason for you to exist. You are here for my pleasure and my pleasure alone. I've never told my friends about you and I never will. I don't even think about you until I get the urge to spend some time with you. You're just a place for me to sow my thoughts. You're just a place for me to put my words.
We were made for each other. You like the fact that I know exactly what I want to do before I sit down. And although I know there are times that you'd wish I'd go longer, deep down, you know I'll always give it to you good and that I'll be in control – complete control.
I know you like the one line paragraphs.
How do I always know exactly what you need? I didn't have to read a book or do any kind of study. I just know. I've always known. I know when to try new things on you and I know when to give it to you straight. I know when to role play and when to be honest. I can always tell when it's been too long for us. Most importantly, I always know you're there when I'm ready.
My dear blog, you's a fine, fine bitch.
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