They call him mad, that broken creature.
You know the one, the one that's outside right now screaming.
They say he has to be, to do what he does even knowing what he knows.
Mothers put themselves between him and there children as they pass him on the street.
They are afraid of him, though he would never hurt them.
It's the way he screams at night. Always the screaming.
He used to be whole, that broken thing.
He was a happy and whole human being.
Then he broke.
Now he screams in the darkness, more rabid then any beast. Any empty twisted shell.
Howling, for what was his.
What he will never have again.
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Day 27- Nicest person
Dear Skyler,
Even now, when i've become an emotional trainwreck and we've been apart for almost 2 years now, you're still the sweetest person I know. We had four months and during that short amount of time I felt happier then I had in my whole life. It's been almost two years and we arn't those people anymore. You've got the beginings of a career going on and I....
Well, to be honest I think i'm nearing the end of this shitfest I call my life. Call it an intuition. To be honest, I don't care. I really don't care anymore. The only thing I want is you and you don't want me anymore. I just want you back. I want some semblance of decency in my
Dear....
Huh. I don't think i've EVER pinky promised ANYTHING to ANYONE. Not that I ever wouldn't have, I mean I proably did, I just don't rember it at all. I know i've never had anything WORTH pinky promising. Never needed to really.
Thats kind of sad..
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Day 25- the worst of times
Dear Skyler.
You're at the core of everything unpleasant in my life. Not that i'm blaming you! I mean, yeah, you caused me the most emotional pain i've ever felt. You broke me into so many peices that when I finally came back together.....
I was a little warped, a little twisted and not entirley the being I was before.
But you've always been there when I needed you. You've always been the first person I go to when my world falls on top of me. You're always the one person I can count on.
I just hope that when the same happens to you, that I can be there the same way.
Love,
Brandon
Day 24- Favourite Memory by NightmareCDer, literature
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Day 24- Favourite Memory
Dear Skyler,
I've had a pretty good life. I've seen Europe, Mexico and Hawaii. I've toured some of the most historic and cultural sites this earth has to offer, but my favourite memory is the moment you said you loved me. Every night and every morning, I close my eyes and re-live the moment.
It was the best moment of my life. In that moment, I thought my life had finally hit the point where things would be ok. Life wouldn't be easy, but I had you and everything would work out in the end. You'll always be the best thing that ever happened to me.
Love,
Brandon
Dear Skyler,
True. We never really kissed. Hell, neither of us have actually BEEN kissed. But when I think of the act of kissing another person, when I imagine someone kissing ME, my thoughts always come back to you. You're the only one I want to kiss. The only one I want to kiss me.
It's one qeustion i've been asking for a long time. What would it be like to kiss you? Did you ever ask yourself that one? God that brings up a lot more qeustions. Did you cry? When you ended things did you cry at all? I just....
God this is difficult...
Love,
Brandon
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Day 22- Second Chance
Dear Skyler,
A second chance. All I want is one. All I want is to try again. I'd do anything, be anyone, just as long as it meant we could try again. I'm not saying we start from where things ended, maybe start slower. Not rush things. All I want is to be with you. Beleive me, i've tried being with other people and....
Well, they just arn't you. Every night, I pray to God for a second chance. I pray that we can be together again.
A second chance Skyler. Please.
Love Brandon
Dear world,
I hate you. God, I hate you. You look at me, you see my face, my skin, you see mere flesh and you think you know me. Every time I step in or out of my house you judge me. And not just me, every other person in it too. You're such a twisted thing. A diseased twisted thing that seems to get off on the way humans destroy themselves.
I'll see you die yet bitch
Brandon
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Day 20- The one who broke me
Dear Skyler,
I wish I could hate you somedays. You made me the person I always wanted to be and then tore me down, someone I didn't think I had the right to be, someone who could be happy. I still love you. I wish I could stop. Sometimes, I think I might be your soulmate. The fact that you don't want me, all but destroyed me. More then anything I want you back.
I need you. I want you. I love you.
I know we can be more then freinds! I know we have a future together!
I don't know who I am without you...
I don't WANT anyone else!
Love,
Brandon
They call him mad, that broken creature.
You know the one, the one that's outside right now screaming.
They say he has to be, to do what he does even knowing what he knows.
Mothers put themselves between him and there children as they pass him on the street.
They are afraid of him, though he would never hurt them.
It's the way he screams at night. Always the screaming.
He used to be whole, that broken thing.
He was a happy and whole human being.
Then he broke.
Now he screams in the darkness, more rabid then any beast. Any empty twisted shell.
Howling, for what was his.
What he will never have again.
Day 27- Nicest person by NightmareCDer, literature
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Day 27- Nicest person
Dear Skyler,
Even now, when i've become an emotional trainwreck and we've been apart for almost 2 years now, you're still the sweetest person I know. We had four months and during that short amount of time I felt happier then I had in my whole life. It's been almost two years and we arn't those people anymore. You've got the beginings of a career going on and I....
Well, to be honest I think i'm nearing the end of this shitfest I call my life. Call it an intuition. To be honest, I don't care. I really don't care anymore. The only thing I want is you and you don't want me anymore. I just want you back. I want some semblance of decency in my
Dear....
Huh. I don't think i've EVER pinky promised ANYTHING to ANYONE. Not that I ever wouldn't have, I mean I proably did, I just don't rember it at all. I know i've never had anything WORTH pinky promising. Never needed to really.
Thats kind of sad..
Day 25- the worst of times by NightmareCDer, literature
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Day 25- the worst of times
Dear Skyler.
You're at the core of everything unpleasant in my life. Not that i'm blaming you! I mean, yeah, you caused me the most emotional pain i've ever felt. You broke me into so many peices that when I finally came back together.....
I was a little warped, a little twisted and not entirley the being I was before.
But you've always been there when I needed you. You've always been the first person I go to when my world falls on top of me. You're always the one person I can count on.
I just hope that when the same happens to you, that I can be there the same way.
Love,
Brandon
Day 24- Favourite Memory by NightmareCDer, literature
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Day 24- Favourite Memory
Dear Skyler,
I've had a pretty good life. I've seen Europe, Mexico and Hawaii. I've toured some of the most historic and cultural sites this earth has to offer, but my favourite memory is the moment you said you loved me. Every night and every morning, I close my eyes and re-live the moment.
It was the best moment of my life. In that moment, I thought my life had finally hit the point where things would be ok. Life wouldn't be easy, but I had you and everything would work out in the end. You'll always be the best thing that ever happened to me.
Love,
Brandon
Dear Skyler,
True. We never really kissed. Hell, neither of us have actually BEEN kissed. But when I think of the act of kissing another person, when I imagine someone kissing ME, my thoughts always come back to you. You're the only one I want to kiss. The only one I want to kiss me.
It's one qeustion i've been asking for a long time. What would it be like to kiss you? Did you ever ask yourself that one? God that brings up a lot more qeustions. Did you cry? When you ended things did you cry at all? I just....
God this is difficult...
Love,
Brandon
Day 22- Second Chance by NightmareCDer, literature
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Day 22- Second Chance
Dear Skyler,
A second chance. All I want is one. All I want is to try again. I'd do anything, be anyone, just as long as it meant we could try again. I'm not saying we start from where things ended, maybe start slower. Not rush things. All I want is to be with you. Beleive me, i've tried being with other people and....
Well, they just arn't you. Every night, I pray to God for a second chance. I pray that we can be together again.
A second chance Skyler. Please.
Love Brandon
Dear world,
I hate you. God, I hate you. You look at me, you see my face, my skin, you see mere flesh and you think you know me. Every time I step in or out of my house you judge me. And not just me, every other person in it too. You're such a twisted thing. A diseased twisted thing that seems to get off on the way humans destroy themselves.
I'll see you die yet bitch
Brandon
Day 20- The one who broke me by NightmareCDer, literature
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Day 20- The one who broke me
Dear Skyler,
I wish I could hate you somedays. You made me the person I always wanted to be and then tore me down, someone I didn't think I had the right to be, someone who could be happy. I still love you. I wish I could stop. Sometimes, I think I might be your soulmate. The fact that you don't want me, all but destroyed me. More then anything I want you back.
I need you. I want you. I love you.
I know we can be more then freinds! I know we have a future together!
I don't know who I am without you...
I don't WANT anyone else!
Love,
Brandon
It’s been awhile.
Years.
A lifetime.
Long enough for me to be a different enough person. Not even sure why I’m writing this.
I am not BACK. Not even sure if I’ll ever BE back. But I’m here. In some capacity.
Merry Christmas to all the delicous dommes and sexy sissys out there! May the domms have plenty of subs to play with and the sissys have more than there stockings stuffed!