Dear Litster... (continued)

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Dear Litster,

I hope you're having that early night and that you feel much, much better tomorrow.

Sending hugs and kisses your way.

Always Your Friend Litster.
 
Dear litsters,

Now that I'm adjusting to my daughter being away at college, I am cleaning her bedroom. I'm pretty sure I've heard things growling at me and I'm slightly scared. if anyone saw a tornado going by, it landed here in her room. I'm sorry if you are missing anything. Luckily she left plenty of candy in here for me to bribe whatever is growling. Maybe that was yours too, but trust me, you don't want it back. HELP 😭

Sincerely,
Will need a serious decontamination shower when I resurface.
 
Thanks, VT :heart:

Dear Litsters

Report From The Edge: I haven't had power in... 6 days? Which is equivalent to approximately 18 months in Hurricane-Time.

What day is this?

It's hot. I can only text with my phone. And I've eaten at least a gallon of trail mix at this point and I estimate the Pop-Tart consumption rate is even higher. I've done as much as I can to clean up our homestead -- apparently I can demo a fence! and use a 2-stroke (hehe) backpack leaf blower!

As of last night I am holed up at my Mom's house, which has power, and sweet, blessed air conditioning, along with several other Heat Refugees.

I have already gotten into two fights with my little brother. Yup, still got it. :rolleyes:

I miss you all and although I haven't had time to reply, I've read each of your PMs and I appreciate them so much. It was a scary storm, a big storm, a long storm, and a very tornado-y storm. Your notes and words have been really nice and comforting to read.

And I'm grateful to report that, aside from some minor damage to our homes, everyone I know, myself included, weathered the storm.

Love y'all,
Storm Rider Lister

I'm soooo glad you're all ok and that you've found some cold air!! Hang in there, beautiful. You got this! :heart:
 
Dear White Stripes Litster:

I would really like to exchange a few words, maybe even all that fit in a dictionary, so that the conversation is never dull and never ending, but they run ahead of me while I try to chase them to put together a sentence.

I get that you are, most likely, on high demand.

So I'll keep reading until all the pages are empty or my legs are tired or that from the middle of the crowd who carries you, your eyes come to spot either a blank, open book or an open, earnest heart.

There's always a story to be written, somewhere.

Best regards.
 
To the Litster known as lowercase pete~

Yes, I was friendly to you. I am friendly to most everyone.

And indeed, we even exchanged maybe 6-8 PM’s. As I recall the last PM string was maybe 5 months ago and the topic was literally peanut butter. Just peanut butter. No sex. No flirting of any kind.

So, I was quite surprised you found it necessary for your ego to claim to at least two others here that the two of us are close friends. Even intimate in some way.

Since I am not interested in talking to you directly (I do not engage with liars), I thought I would at least set the record straight here. We are NOT friends.
We were NEVER friends. We were certainly never lovers. And I would appreciate it if you stopped telling people that we ever were.​

One seriously pissed off Cascadiabound :mad:
 
Dear Litster playing mind games.
I don't know if anyone else cares or if they just like the pics, but I see through you.
If I see you poised to hurt someone I will call you out for it quite publicly.

Signed, Petty Bitch Litster
 
Dear Litster - you know who you are -

You never fail to make me smile and laugh and you are always there for me with words of wisdom and advice.

Is it any wonder that I love you?

yours
 
To the Litster known as lowercase pete~

Yes, I was friendly to you. I am friendly to most everyone.

And indeed, we even exchanged maybe 6-8 PM’s. As I recall the last PM string was maybe 5 months ago and the topic was literally peanut butter. Just peanut butter. No sex. No flirting of any kind.

So, I was quite surprised you found it necessary for your ego to claim to at least two others here that the two of us are close friends. Even intimate in some way.

Since I am not interested in talking to you directly (I do not engage with liars), I thought I would at least set the record straight here. We are NOT friends.
We were NEVER friends. We were certainly never lovers. And I would appreciate it if you stopped telling people that we ever were.​

One seriously pissed off Cascadiabound :mad:

Hug:rose:
 
Dear Litster
I have a dozen different things to say to you but I don't know where to start. And most would be nice. But you don't listen

Quiet in my corner
 
Dear White Stripes Litster:

I would really like to exchange a few words, maybe even all that fit in a dictionary, so that the conversation is never dull and never ending, but they run ahead of me while I try to chase them to put together a sentence.

I get that you are, most likely, on high demand.

So I'll keep reading until all the pages are empty or my legs are tired or that from the middle of the crowd who carries you, your eyes come to spot either a blank, open book or an open, earnest heart.

There's always a story to be written, somewhere.

Best regards.

I love this.
If he or she doesn't feel this, he's not worth it.
Damn.
 
Dear Barefoot Princess Litster,

It makes me smile whenever I happen upon you and your bear exchanging pleasantries. :)

I'm happy that you're happy.

:heart:


Signed, Lurking Kitty Litster
 
Dear litsters,

I hate that I'm as flighty and unreliable as I am, I'm sorry if I've hurt any feelings. I really do care, I swear!

Flaky, too distracted litster
 
Dear Trying Litster,

We both know it was great. The grass isn't always greener elsewhere you know :rolleyes:


SMH
Litster
 
Dear new av that's NOT Audrey Hepburn litster,

I keep having to do a double take. I don't think that's ever happened before!

Doesn't adapt to change well litster!:D
 
Dear Litster,

You are a cunt. And here's why...
- you find someone you want to pick a fight with
- And because you're too much of a chickenshit to confront the person, you go to the mods to do your dirty work
- you report this person incessantly until the mods decide to do something
- When they do, you feel happiness.
- And as soon as you are outed for the cunt you are, you register an alt and start all over again.

You are a piece of shit.

And you're too much of a coward to pull your shit on the GB, so you hang around the PG.

And you're a mod to boot? Jeebus. Just how the fuck did you get to be a mod? You must have goat pictures on the owners. They need to revoke your mod privileges. Fuck...they need to ban you just for being a fucking pain in the ass.
 
Dear Powers that be Litsters

You will probably delete the above post because it calls you out, too. Go ahead. Delete this one, too, if it makes you feel better.
 
Dear Litster,

You are a cunt. And here's why...
- you find someone you want to pick a fight with
- And because you're too much of a chickenshit to confront the person, you go to the mods to do your dirty work
- you report this person incessantly until the mods decide to do something
- When they do, you feel happiness.
- And as soon as you are outed for the cunt you are, you register an alt and start all over again.

You are a piece of shit.

And you're too much of a coward to pull your shit on the GB, so you hang around the PG.

And you're a mod to boot? Jeebus. Just how the fuck did you get to be a mod? You must have goat pictures on the owners. They need to revoke your mod privileges. Fuck...they need to ban you just for being a fucking pain in the ass.

Dear Powers that be Litsters

You will probably delete the above post because it calls you out, too. Go ahead. Delete this one, too, if it makes you feel better.

Dear pissed Litster,

Damn. Never seen you call somebody out like this.
 
Dear Det Smith Litster

Glen is showing his Wisdom.

Flying by Dwagon Litster
 
Dear caring Litsters,

Thank you for all your messages, both on the threads and in private. It means a lot to me that you do care, and your offers of support are truly valued.

So. Chin up. Sassy pants on. And let's do this. Erm... once I've stocked up on chocolate and vodka, of course.

Sincerely,

taking a deep breath Litster :rose::kiss:
 
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