I miss him.
I miss talking to him.
I love him.
I need him.
I want him.
I was his little girl.
He was my Daddy.
I miss that.
I miss calling him Daddy.
I miss how he call me pet names like little girl or baby girl..
I wish he had told me how he was really feeling so that all of this wouldn’t have happen.
I know he still loves me.
I know he still has feelings for me.
He doesn’t care about other girls.
He doesn’t want those other girls.
He doesn’t love those other girls.
It’s me. It’s always been me. It always will be me.
I am still his little girl and he knows that. Deep down inside he knows he still wants to be my Daddy.
I want him to f*** me.
I want him to f*** me so rAw.
I want him to f*** all my holes.
I want him to f*** my a** p**** mouth/throat.
I just want to choke on his c***.
I want to taste his c**.
I want his c** in my a**.
I want him to r*** me.
I want him to force me to do things I don’t want to do even though I want to do them.
I want him to do dirty nasty naughty depraving s***** things to me.
I want him to treat me like a s***. Like all I was made for is just to be his little s***. His slave.
I want to be Daddy’s Little S***.
I want to be Daddy’s Little Slave.
I want him to call me a good girl.
I want him to tell me I’m a good girl.
I want him to beat me and spank me.
Until it’s red and bruised and until it hurts.
I love how he thought that I was the most prettiest girl in the world even though I don’t think I’m that pretty. And even though there are prettier girls in the world he still wants me. Only me…
I feel so lucky to have him.
I was meant to be his little girl and he was meant to be my Daddy..
It’s like I was made to be with him.
I want to cuddle with him.
I want him to hold me at night and whisper sweet nothings in my ear…
I want him to play with me all the time even when I’m sleeping..
But it all just feels like a fantasy right now…
I really hope he realizes how much he loves me and how much I love him soon..
I hope he realizes that no other girl can replace me even though they can, it wouldn’t be the same and he knows that. But it’s the same for me though because no other man could replace him.. He’s my one and only.
I love him so much.
