NANCY I LOVE THE ONE I'M WITH YOU TOO GLOW IN ME YOU KNOW--BUT! I still do not have for love a camper/hiker/manic-D to whom to devote-- the toothless pauper woman as partial fill will make me feel good with her kisses, and my must-improv devotion... Will this make for matrimony? I am not in any mood to ever 'tie knots wedlocking again,' even with you-- ostensibly more my 'type' than 'the love I am with'... I surrender, I let you go, I have to let you go for the 'sentence' your silence-- ok your ghostly haunt gone-ness near total-- and a good 'segway' to find a love here with whom in penury places I must be--

 Nancy...I have found a woman (for I am rather lesbian with naught other sex to love  than womankind y'know for sure by now) whom I can kiss and cuddle with yes pillow-talk; she says she loves me simultaneously as I -- out of deepest gratitude to 'moisten the desert' in which I have waited and waited and waited in a void of 'rainfall to stop the love-drought' ;-)

I DO find you more, yes most attractive: this toothless woman about 57yoa almost lethally to me DOES NOT LIKE TO CAMP-OUT, MORE POINTEDLY TO THIS END DOES NOT LIKE THE WOODS.. BUT INDEED SHE IS THE FIRST PERSON WOMB`ED TO KISS IN ABOUT 50 YEARS, TIME MADE EPECIALLY 'DRY' FOR MY WOMANLY-TRANS STATUS:

Here is the 'hardest statistic' I have found about the OKness of trannie gurls to cis women: straight women would be 'kissable' to people made fem like me less than 1%; about a quarter of lesbian women would consider dating 'my type'...

Something about my person, likeliest my physiognomic 'looks,' just has not attracted women to me, re which I have long-life-ly suffered; to become like the womb`ed my loves of late only has amplified-- but for the glorious ability to talk gurl2girl as women do-- has starved me emotionally...

AND I FEEL CERTAIN THAT STARVATION SHOWED AVERSIVELY IN THE LONG 'SENSITVE TIME OF DEVELOPMENT' WHEN FOR 2 YEARS I COULD RATHER ONCE PER WEEK 'SPEAK TO YOU' AS 'PHONE BUDDY'... SENSITIVE TIME OBVIOUSLY GONE NOW, I MUST ASSUME FROM GHOSTLY SILENCE FOREVER...

BUT: Thank Thee hearty for that 2 years: our talks 'felt good down' and I from near exactly 2024.3.13 that the NO NO of messaging you has to be your GoodBye, I got you 'uncomfortable' to 'separate and find peace' and-- while I DID TOO want to leave you utterly not, the hurts and fondessess as Urge kept resurfacing albeit happy I am that you MUST BE BELOVED by a man of any colourful visage you like now.

BUT! I still do not have for love a camper/hiker/manic-D to whom to devote-- the toothly pauper woman as partial fill will make me feel good with her kisses, and my must-improv devotion... Will this make for matrimony? I am not in any mood to ever 'tie knots wedlocking again,' even with you-- ostensibly more my 'type' than 'the love I am with'... I surrender, I let you go, I have to let you go for the 'sentence' your silence-- ok your ghostly haunt gone-ness near total-- and a good 'segway' to find a love here with whom in penury places I must be--

I shall journal as now and for long of blogging history I have 'kept commitment to TheWord of me abreast'-- I shall address you (gone and far gone) often, for you are very perfect to my yen for one to whom 'pillow talk' seemeth..

I do-too love the thought that you are getting loved by Others, which may/may-not be true, but the glow you gave will never ever depart from the thinking soul of me yes ILY abidingly...

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