Dear X

Dear Treasure Hunter...
Thank you for finding my sparkles.
This feels a bit like that roller coaster you mentioned.
I like coasters a lot. Did I mention that?

~Curly haired gypsy
 
Dear Gyspy Litster,

The sparkles were hard to miss,
I'm glad you liked them.
We're sure to find more in the mountains, let's go look.


You Personal Berserker
 
With all the key members? Or has Exene hired a bunch of musicians to carry on the name?

Exene, John Doe, Billy Zoom, and DJ Bonebreak. Same lineup from when they first started playing 40 (!!!) years ago. John and Exene are the voice and creative force of the band. Without either one of them it wouldn’t be X.
 
dear clothes hamper,
it was a thrill seeing you empty today. knowing that everything was clean, folded and put away was a wonderful experience, for the few moments it lasted. finding that little pile of clothes that my husband had on the floor next to his side of the bed was a real buzz kill.
signed
the laundry never ends
 
Dear X,

You might as well stop trying, it's not going to happen. Eventually I'm going to get tired of dodging you while being nice and just tell you to fuck off.

Take a hint.

Sincerely,

Not going to be one of your fuck buddies
 
Dear X,

I hope everything worked out okay today.
I miss you and want to talk when you are able.

Please.

Me.
 
(not so) Dear X,

I shouldn't have looked at that, kept me awake all night, but I'm glad I did read it. The fine is ridiculous and community service won't mean anything to a selfish prick like you, but it's good karma finally kicked your manipulative butt. I hope the lousy excuse for a cock of yours falls off. </rant>

usually friendly me
 
Dear X1 and X2,

Are you actually the same person?

Litster who watches way too much Discovery Investigation
 
Dear X

I had a great time with you today. Having dinner, a drink, and coffee later was enough.

Sincerely,

Me.
 
Dear Mr. L (well, his friends...he's kinda dead),

Thank you so much for your generous support of my "British Project" to start in the fall of 2018. I am very much looking forward to spending 9 months in your fine country, and I hope that my work there will benefit both our countries.
Plus, you know, the British Pint is far superior.

Signed,
Blighty here I come (and it can't come soon enough)
No, it's not a 9 month pub crawl...
Really, it is an honor. :eek:

Dear Sir R (and Ms. W and Mr. D),

Thank you all for your support of my application to Mr. L (and his friends). I am quite certain that your good word was instrumental in my application being chosen. I hope to have an excellent and productive time. I'm sure I'll see you, and we can hoist one of those British Pints of which I am so fond.

Signed,
It's always good to have a Knight on your side.
(and the two aren't too shabby either!)
 
Dear Friends that have been pushing too hard,

I realize, that since I don't have a job, it can appear as though I have all the time in the world, to sit next to my phone and speed replay to you when you message, but believe it or not, I actually do, do things on occasion. I've tried asking for a cleaning fairy and a do my laundry, fairy, But they haven't arrived. One that will do my errands, and just let me sit in front of the TV and eat chocolate every day, all day, with my phone, so I wouldn't dare miss your messages.
There are times I sent a message and don't hear from you for days, but my god, I'm in the barn feeding animals and you are freaking out about my 10 minutes away from my phone.
I also realize that many of you don't know what it's like to deal with depression and part of that for me, is constantly pushing people away, and then missing them and pulling them back in. I'm sorry for the roller coaster ride that I take you on. It's not like I like being the way I am. Sometimes I just need to be alone and I do it so I don't take my bad mood out on you.

Signed, feeling pathetic for letting my emotions get the better of me and crying myself to sleep. Grumpy, Moody, emotional and still me.
:(
 
Dear Friends that have been pushing too hard,

I realize, that since I don't have a job, it can appear as though I have all the time in the world, to sit next to my phone and speed replay to you when you message, but believe it or not, I actually do, do things on occasion. I've tried asking for a cleaning fairy and a do my laundry, fairy, But they haven't arrived. One that will do my errands, and just let me sit in front of the TV and eat chocolate every day, all day, with my phone, so I wouldn't dare miss your messages.
There are times I sent a message and don't hear from you for days, but my god, I'm in the barn feeding animals and you are freaking out about my 10 minutes away from my phone.
I also realize that many of you don't know what it's like to deal with depression and part of that for me, is constantly pushing people away, and then missing them and pulling them back in. I'm sorry for the roller coaster ride that I take you on. It's not like I like being the way I am. Sometimes I just need to be alone and I do it so I don't take my bad mood out on you.

Signed, feeling pathetic for letting my emotions get the better of me and crying myself to sleep. Grumpy, Moody, emotional and still me.
:(


Dear real woman,

I get this. Everything you've said, I understand. I know that people care, and that it's not easy to try and juggle every single ball. I drop balls all the time. Sometimes they bounce away, sometimes they land at my feet waiting patiently until I'm ready and able to pick them up again when I can. Those bouncers are fun, but they don't have the qualities to stay at my feet - they're too rubbery and need a better juggler than myself. Those balls don't understand that if the juggler is too tired, too stressed, or her vision is blurred from the alcohol, then she can't handle them well. Let the bouncers bounce away, don't try and run after them. Your less rubbery balls that wait at your feet understand. They're your balls.

Signed, a reflection of you :rose:
 
Dear real woman,

I get this. Everything you've said, I understand. I know that people care, and that it's not easy to try and juggle every single ball. I drop balls all the time. Sometimes they bounce away, sometimes they land at my feet waiting patiently until I'm ready and able to pick them up again when I can. Those bouncers are fun, but they don't have the qualities to stay at my feet - they're too rubbery and need a better juggler than myself. Those balls don't understand that if the juggler is too tired, too stressed, or her vision is blurred from the alcohol, then she can't handle them well. Let the bouncers bounce away, don't try and run after them. Your less rubbery balls that wait at your feet understand. They're your balls.

Signed, a reflection of you :rose:

^^^ thank you. Something i really need to remember before unleashing my fury. ⚘⚘
Appreciate you. ,🤗
 
Dear Woman #1 and Woman #2

Y'all have my number. Operator's are standing by.

Dear Woman #3

It may not be my fault, but I still blame myself....see previous answer.
 
Dear Friends that have been pushing too hard,

I realize, that since I don't have a job, it can appear as though I have all the time in the world, to sit next to my phone and speed replay to you when you message, but believe it or not, I actually do, do things on occasion. I've tried asking for a cleaning fairy and a do my laundry, fairy, But they haven't arrived. One that will do my errands, and just let me sit in front of the TV and eat chocolate every day, all day, with my phone, so I wouldn't dare miss your messages.
There are times I sent a message and don't hear from you for days, but my god, I'm in the barn feeding animals and you are freaking out about my 10 minutes away from my phone.
I also realize that many of you don't know what it's like to deal with depression and part of that for me, is constantly pushing people away, and then missing them and pulling them back in. I'm sorry for the roller coaster ride that I take you on. It's not like I like being the way I am. Sometimes I just need to be alone and I do it so I don't take my bad mood out on you.

Signed, feeling pathetic for letting my emotions get the better of me and crying myself to sleep. Grumpy, Moody, emotional and still me.
:(

Dear you,
*hugs*
*tighter hug*
Me.
 
Dear Daughter,

So, today is/was the day! It's now public knowledge and Facebook is kind of going a bit berserk as people find out. I know that this past month has been super difficult for all of us, but mostly for you. It's been a month of tears, of sleepless nights, of more hospital visits than you've ever known. But you're past the 3 month line now, and yesterday, seeing that image on the ultrasound screen and holding your hand whilst you wept with happiness, was long but worth it.

You know that I still have concerns about you, about your health and well-being, but I have confidence in all the professionals that are involved will be taking great care of you, both before, during and after. I'm here, by your side, every single step of the way.

Your mum :heart:
 
Dear Daughter,

So, today is/was the day! It's now public knowledge and Facebook is kind of going a bit berserk as people find out. I know that this past month has been super difficult for all of us, but mostly for you. It's been a month of tears, of sleepless nights, of more hospital visits than you've ever known. But you're past the 3 month line now, and yesterday, seeing that image on the ultrasound screen and holding your hand whilst you wept with happiness, was long but worth it.

You know that I still have concerns about you, about your health and well-being, but I have confidence in all the professionals that are involved will be taking great care of you, both before, during and after. I'm here, by your side, every single step of the way.

Your mum :heart:


Aaaw . . .very sweet. Best wishes :cattail:
 
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