The Mail Box

[silverboy123]

Hey you! Yes you! I miss you....

[Telly]

Hey Trouble, 

Are you still looking for me? 
 

K.

[fanboii3000]

You got mail..redirected to spam mail

Single Mom's in your area are looking to f###, no strings attached. What are you waiting for?

[HimuraButosay]

On 1/30/2015 at 12:29 PM, Queen Darkeinjel said:

Jazzy,

 

This is silly since I know that you can't read this. Even if that's the case we want you to know that we always remember you.

 

I read this somewhere and it really summarizes how we feel...

 

"Death leaves a heartache no one can heal. Love leaves a memory no onecan steal." From a tombstone in Ireland. It's been almost 3 months and we still feel the loss most terribly. We hope to see you one last time, especially whe your eyes are so alive like this.

 

 

Love always,

 

Hooman mum and dad

 

This  😔🤕😥

 

Hello Tootsie,

Its been a year and eight days to day you left me & the rest of your pack.

I still am devastated;  the gaping hole that was created from your loss is still there & cannot be made whole again.

We miss you... each and every waking minute of this life.

 

We hope to see you again;  if that would ever be possible.

 

Love lots,

Your hooman dad/guardian

 

Edited November 6, 2024 by HimuraButosay

[HimuraButosay]

 

My dearest A,

How have you been?  

Its been almost three decades since you left;  and yet there's still some hurt left in this heart of mine of your loss.

I hope you can forgive me; in that I have not been able to visit you for almost two decades now.

 How is Tatay E and Lola C doing?  I hope you guys are having a great time; wherever you are.

Its your birthday today; so Happy Birthday to you.

I may or may not be able to see you and Tatay E and Lola C again;  I will keep your memories alive.

"I will miss you guys every single day;  And I will always try to make you proud."

[HimuraButosay]

 

Dearest BeeCee,

 

It seems I'm kinda hooked on you;  the way you respond is both amusing and hilarious.

I guess its just me;  I know & feel a good old soul when I see one.

I hope you'd allow me to know you more, not in an intimate way just yet, but to know more of how you tick & your quirks.

 

Yours Truly,

B.

 

  

[HimuraButosay]

 

Dearest BeeCee,

 

Read some, but not all, of your posts on a different thread;  quite interesting to note that you have a lot on you mind & on your plate at certain times.

I probably can say the same for me; I have a lot on mind... thoughts, emotions, ideas, rants.... but who do I share it with? or share it to?

The doggos won't do; they'll just smile back.

The cats won't either; they are naughty as heck.

Anyhoo;  I hope that someday you would notice these notes/letters of mine.

 

P.S.  A note to you from me:  Chin Up. Love Yourself; last but not least, Rest But Never Ever Quit.

 

Yours Truly,

B. 

 

[Juicylicious17]

Dear MTC,

As we look back on 2024, we are filled with immense pride and gratitude for the exceptional dedication and hard work each of you has contributed. Your unwavering commitment to excellence has not only driven our success but has also set a benchmark for others to follow. Here's to celebrating your achievements and looking forward to even greater accomplishments in the coming year. Thank you for your outstanding efforts!

 

Warm regards,

Juicylicious17 

[B.C.]

Hey Mahal,

I’ve been thinking about our last conversation, remember when we were planning to meet up, and you teased me about maybe doing more than that? I called you "kuya" and we laughed about it.

You always remembered the things I hate, and now I find out you’re gone. I checked your Facebook and even sent you a friend request but ended up canceling it. You once asked why I hadn’t added you on socials, and I said it was for the better. Maybe I should’ve added you instead so it wouldn't take me months to find out what happened.

 

I hope you’re having a blast wherever you are. 

B.C.

[MrCheaps]

I woke up a morning ago and realized...

..Lonely is the MAN, the founder of the Lonely Hearts Club...

 

I woke up the following morning and realized...

..Too much sex-life does not contribute to the betterment of mankind...

 

And I woke up this morning and realized...

..a little deodorant for the simple maniacs, and a plenty of deodorants for the super-maniacs..

Edited March 21 by MrCheaps

[Holly Golightly]

In here, there is nothing but truth. In here, secrets are undressed and mistakes have heartbeats.

You, with your windows to the many lives you've lived. And me, with darkness spilling out of my pockets.

Our souls are as old as the stars.

18 October 2018. For a friend, on that night he wanted fo disappear. 

[kjyo]

“hi babe…”

 

the usual spam.

[WitMystery]

Dropped a message in someone’s inbox… someone long gone from these parts. I do wonder where old friends are at.

[WitMystery]

C,

You don’t know how much it breaks my heart to hear you say you are deeply unhappy. Despite you never choosing me, all I really would still want you to be is happy.

[ZDR]

Dear S.

Tonight, you came back to me in a quiet moment—like a soft breeze stirring a forgotten part of my heart. I wasn’t expecting it, but suddenly I was there again, where your laughter filled the room and your touch made everything else disappear. There are moments when memories sneaks up on me—like tonight—when the world quiets down, and suddenly I’m back with you, feeling the heat of your presence as if you were right beside me.

I remember the way your skin felt—soft, warm, alive beneath my fingertips. The way your breath quickened when I drew closer, the subtle arch of your neck inviting my lips. We moved together like a secret rhythm, slow and deliberate, discovering each other anew with every touch. I remember how your body curved beneath mine, the slow, deliberate way you moved—each motion filled with a tension that held us both captive. Your fingers tangled in my hair, pulling me closer as if you needed me as much as I needed you. The heat between us was almost unbearable, the space charged with a kind of wild, delicious energy.

You had a way of making time pause, of making the air between us crackle with something electric and undeniable. It wasn’t just desire—it was a connection, raw and beautiful, that left me wanting more long after the night ended. There was something sacred in the way you closed your eyes just before surrendering to that quiet moment—when everything else fell away, leaving only the warmth of skin against skin, and the rapid rhythm of our hearts.

Sometimes I wonder if you remember those nights too, the quiet after the storm when everything was still and we just breathed in sync. It’s strange how time can stretch and fold, bringing you back when I least expect it. I don’t know if you ever think of those moments the way I do—how the light would fall across your face, the sound of your laughter mingling with whispers in the dark. But tonight, I miss you more than I expected, and the memory of you feels like fire beneath my skin.

Wherever you are now, I hope you’ve found the peace that eluded you here, and that you’re surrounded by the love you deserved. Sometimes, in the quiet moments, I still feel you near—and I hope, somehow, you feel me too.

With warmth and remembrance,
Z.