Bunny's Stuffie Corner

*sends hugs if it is okay*
I don't want you to die. I like seeing how you are doing with everything and thinking about you.
You are worth so much more. And deserve better. 🌷🌷🌷

*Hugs back*

Thank you. That's very sweet, and I appreciate it.
 
I haven't talked to him in nearly two weeks and haven't even tried to in about a week and a half. I honestly don't know what to do. I'm tired of always being the one to reach out, but it certainly doesn't look like he's going to.

I don't know, maybe I should just let it die in peace.
That's very disappointing

When people show you who they are, believe them
 
Where do people go nowadays to meet Daddies? The pickings in this state for Doms were quite slim indeed when I took a look at Collar*Space. I don't like Fet (and don't particularly want the man who may or may not still be my Daddy hitting me up if I sign up with a different username), and I'm only looking for IRL, so Lit's out.

Where does a little girl go to meet people? And, no, I'm not interested in the public scene, either.
 
Good idea for a Thread, BiBunny! 😀

Heres my favorite stuffie! For obvious reasons lol


Love him!

I am not sure where to meet some decent Daddies or Doms, but somehow I always thought it was much easier to find one in the US? Guess I've watch too much of training of the "O" heh.. *SHIVERS*

I have no idea where to find Doms in Czech rep either, not like I am looking, but even if I was I don't know where. The last time I've tried, before I met A., I nearly ended up raped on the bottom of a lake. I didn't tell anybody about my dark desires ever after, only here on Lit and even then I wasn't sure if it was clever thing to do. I was always magnet for weirdos and with my luck I would probably get killed by one LOL!

But then again, being raped sounds kinda nice atm heh 😆

I have no idea where to look, either. I've had some bad experiences, but nothing like what you went through. That's horrifying, and I'm glad you're ok!
 
I've not talked to my idiot daddy in a couple of weeks now. I messaged him once and got no reply, so my petty ass kinda went into "I'll ignore you, then, and see how you like it" mode.

He hasn't deleted me as a friend on FB yet. Dunno if that means anything or not.

Don't know that this relationship will make it through this. I love the man with all my heart, but I am just So. Tired.

In other news, anybody wanna have a tea party? You can bring your stuffies, too. :)
 
I've not talked to my idiot daddy in a couple of weeks now. I messaged him once and got no reply, so my petty ass kinda went into "I'll ignore you, then, and see how you like it" mode.

He hasn't deleted me as a friend on FB yet. Dunno if that means anything or not.

Don't know that this relationship will make it through this. I love the man with all my heart, but I am just So. Tired.

In other news, anybody wanna have a tea party? You can bring your stuffies, too. :)
Would you serve coffee too?
 
Moonlight and cheer, are these your favourites?

I suppose so!

I am sorry your Daddy being an ass, Bunny. *huggs* I can kick him in the balls for you if you want? I am kinda in that mood these days lol

As for the tea party, that sounds nice, I am in! 🌹


*puts comfy blanket on the floor, get out a HUGE icecream with two spoons burried in it, offering one to Bunny with a sad understanding smile*

Haha, thanks, BF!

Mmm...ice cream!

When I was 18, my first job was the drinks girl at a drug store soda fountain. (It was very much an anachronism; I'm not that old.) We did fresh-squeezed lemonades and limeades and also milkshakes and malts. There was a huge freezer full of ice cream there, and every day at lunch, my fat ass would have some of it. The other people who worked there marveled at it. One of them said to me, "You know, everyone else was tired of the ice cream by their second week here. But not you!" And I'm like, what can I say? I just really like ice cream, lol.
 
I suppose so!



Haha, thanks, BF!

Mmm...ice cream!

When I was 18, my first job was the drinks girl at a drug store soda fountain. (It was very much an anachronism; I'm not that old.) We did fresh-squeezed lemonades and limeades and also milkshakes and malts. There was a huge freezer full of ice cream there, and every day at lunch, my fat ass would have some of it. The other people who worked there marveled at it. One of them said to me, "You know, everyone else was tired of the ice cream by their second week here. But not you!" And I'm like, what can I say? I just really like ice cream, lol.
Did you ever serve it 'on you ' ?
 
Did you ever serve it 'on you ' ?

Nah. I did have a milkshake explode on me (and everything else in the vicinity) once, though.

The blenders that we used were not like standard kitchen blenders. You put the stuff to be blended in a metal cup and then attached it to the side of the blender. It had a stirrer thing in the middle that actually blended everything together. Significantly, it had no top.

So one day, I didn't attach the chocolate milkshake I was making to the side of the machine properly, and when I turned it on, it went everywhere--all over me, the counter, the wall, the ceiling. It was bad.
 
Nah. I did have a milkshake explode on me (and everything else in the vicinity) once, though.

The blenders that we used were not like standard kitchen blenders. You put the stuff to be blended in a metal cup and then attached it to the side of the blender. It had a stirrer thing in the middle that actually blended everything together. Significantly, it had no top.

So one day, I didn't attach the chocolate milkshake I was making to the side of the machine properly, and when I turned it on, it went everywhere--all over me, the counter, the wall, the ceiling. It was bad.
I think having chocolate sauce eaten off you or his dick is a different ballgame


Pun intended
 
I've not talked to my idiot daddy in a couple of weeks now. I messaged him once and got no reply, so my petty ass kinda went into "I'll ignore you, then, and see how you like it" mode.

He hasn't deleted me as a friend on FB yet. Dunno if that means anything or not.

Don't know that this relationship will make it through this. I love the man with all my heart, but I am just So. Tired.

In other news, anybody wanna have a tea party? You can bring your stuffies, too. :)
Hope you’ve heard from your daddy and you’re feeling warm all over!
 
"Hi, my name is Bunny's Daddy. I'm posting pics of my dogs on FB, but I can't be arsed to message my kitten and see if there's anything wrong, since she hasn't spoken to me in two weeks." :mad:
 
"Hi, my name is Bunny's Daddy. I'm posting pics of my dogs on FB, but I can't be arsed to message my kitten and see if there's anything wrong, since she hasn't spoken to me in two weeks." :mad:
Ugh, Bunny I’m sorry.

I think it might be better to tell him that the next move is his, so he doesn’t get to just leave you hanging like this indefinitely.

I tend to want to want to know where I stand though, even when it turns out to be just off the cliff cartoon style, so ymmv.
 
Well, I am being intentionally ignored.

I sent Daddy a text last night that basically said, I know you probably don't care, but just in case you do, my birthday is Tuesday. Do with that information what you will. No response. He's just being a dick now.

I feel like after four long and difficult years of trying to love and support and be there for him, while he pretty much fought it tooth and nail, I deserve more than just to be ghosted in the end. What a twat he's turned out to be.
 
So I sorta have to eat my words a little bit here.

Daddy called me today. We talked for a while. He apologized for not talking to me for so long and for neglecting me. He told me he'd had a mental breakdown (which, given the stuff he's been through in the last couple of years, I don't doubt at all). I did point out to him, however, that it would've taken him 30 seconds to send a text that said, "Everything's gone to shit. Will message when I come up for air again" or something along those lines. You'd think he'd get tired of apologizing for his lack of communication and would just get his shit together already.

I don't know what to think. I appreciate the birthday wishes, and I'm sorry he's having a rough time. But on the other hand, communicate, motherfucker!
 
So I sorta have to eat my words a little bit here.

Daddy called me today. We talked for a while. He apologized for not talking to me for so long and for neglecting me. He told me he'd had a mental breakdown (which, given the stuff he's been through in the last couple of years, I don't doubt at all). I did point out to him, however, that it would've taken him 30 seconds to send a text that said, "Everything's gone to shit. Will message when I come up for air again" or something along those lines. You'd think he'd get tired of apologizing for his lack of communication and would just get his shit together already.

I don't know what to think. I appreciate the birthday wishes, and I'm sorry he's having a rough time. But on the other hand, communicate, motherfucker!
Happy Birthday! Sorry I’m late.

It must be really hard to deal with someone being that inconsistent in their communications, in a close relationship.

I will learn absolutely nothing from this, by the way.
This made me gigglesnort.
 
Happy Birthday! Sorry I’m late.

It must be really hard to deal with someone being that inconsistent in their communications, in a close relationship.


This made me gigglesnort.

Thanks, Iris! It wasn't a bad birthday at all, all in all. Even if I am 40 now, lol.

It is definitely difficult to deal with. I know I sometimes blow things out of proportion, just due to past experiences with other people, but I feel like things would go so much more smoothly for us if he'd just pull his head out of his ass sometimes.
 
Thanks, Iris! It wasn't a bad birthday at all, all in all. Even if I am 40 now, lol.

It is definitely difficult to deal with. I know I sometimes blow things out of proportion, just due to past experiences with other people, but I feel like things would go so much more smoothly for us if he'd just pull his head out of his ass sometimes.
40’s is a nice age to be in many ways, I think.

The thing about people who aren’t feeling so good, is that they can sometimes have this Eyore style idea that noone would care about them anyway so why get in touch anyway.
 
I have so much writing work to get done today and no motivation to do any of it. If I had the funds for it, I'd just refund these people for what I haven't done yet and just enjoy the silence for a bit.

The problem is that what everyone requires is different from what it used to be. It was once easy enough to shit out a 300-word SEO-ed blog, but now everyone requires 600+ words, and very few of my writing customers give me any idea of what they want me to write about. I've been out of original ideas for years, so I'm stuck scraping the bottom of the barrel for something to write about. Ughhhh....

Also, female problems tmi alert, but I've been on my period since Nov. 13th. I don't know wtf is wrong with me and will probably never know for sure, since I don't have insurance, but this is both annoying and costly for feminine care products.
 
I still wish I could have a kitty, but I know I'm not in a position to give an animal the care it deserves. But it still makes me sad when I see kitties that I want and can't have. If I had my way, I'd be a crazy old cat lady! 😹
 
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