Dear Litster...

[SecretLove69]

Dear Litster - I'll wait.

If I could save time in a bottle,
The first thing that I'd like to do
Is to save everyday 'til eternity passes away
Just to spend them with you.

If I could make day last forever
If words could make wishes come true
I'd save every day like a treasure and then
Again I would spend them with you.

I've look around enough to know
You're the one I want to go through time with.​

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[charmed1]

Dear Litster,

Where have you been lately? I've not seen you posting. Is everything ok with you and yours?

Let me know. You know how I worry.

~L

 

[southerntierguy]

Dear Jigsaw-victim-like Litster,

I thought I would just acknowledge your kindness. I'm sorry you've had to go all Shawnee Smith again and I hope for the best for you in that regard.

Things aren't great here, and probably won't get better here I suspect. I have learned I am much better at listening than sharing ... fortunately my dad knows me inside and out, and has a good ear for things he's not hearing. I get a chance to say things without saying them. But it obviously doesn't do much for some others ... people who would, fairly I think, believe everything is being bottled up. I admit to keeping certain types of news close to me ... I find myself not as trusting as you might like. For that I'm sorry.

I hope Hugo turns out great. I leave him in your capable hands. Please feed him more than fish-head stew, please.

I do pop into Lit on occasion, generally not for long. I thought I should say hi here if'n I don't get to see you any time in the near future. I've seen some of your posts; you seem happy, and I hope things work out for you.

 

[simply_subbie]

Dear litster

if ive done something to upset you please let me know, i never meant too.
if i have in fact offended you in someway please let me know and i will do my best to make amends.

 

[snake0067]

Dear Litster,

Haven't seen you in forever, how ya been?

 

[asian_princess]

Dearest Brother of pumpkin head Hugo.

For your note. Thank you.

I won’t say the things I want to, because I know your tolerance for all things internally revealing is low unless it involves your intestines or my nasal lining (who, actually, sends you his regards…I know, I’m a girl and yet my adrenal glands are male, go figure…cos they’re trouble making you see!!)

But thank you.
Even for the odd pop in here and there. Knowledge that you’re alive helps.

I’m sorry things aren’t so great.

I can only say to you - focus on things…if not, that one thing, or person… who does make everything in some part worth while…until slowly the other things fall into place again and you find yourself grasping for time to enjoy it all.
I wouldn’t be as enamored (read=obsessive stalker) with you if I hadn’t seen the little spark of loving life in you that I know is just taking a break to rejuvenate.

As for your “sorry”.
We wouldn’t be who we are if you were the spill your guts type person.
How else would I spend my time other than trying to painfully extract info from you?
But you were there for me once. When I didn’t want anyone else to be.
It was only ever about wanting to give back what you gave me.

So I’m giving you back in part what you gave me…
*hands you a bag of sarcastic hilarious wit*
Save that and don’t lose it, bring it with you when you come back and forth…and drop me a line once in awhile, just to let me know, you haven’t forgotten to breathe…I hear that’s important.
And here I thought turning everything into a joke was really what kept us all going.

So, for now…and if it be minutes or years until I hear from you again.
Be well...and be kind to yourself...(you're not your failures...of everything, i always want to say that to you...)
Know … you’re always thought of…
in the best sort of memories there are…the never forgotten kind.

 

[snake0067]

Dearest Brother of pumpkin head Hugo.

For your note. Thank you.

I won’t say the things I want to, because I know your tolerance for all things internally revealing is low unless it involves your intestines or my nasal lining (who, actually, sends you his regards…I know, I’m a girl and yet my adrenal glands are male, go figure…cos they’re trouble making you see!!)

But thank you.
Even for the odd pop in here and there. Knowledge that you’re alive helps.

I’m sorry things aren’t so great.

I can only say to you - focus on things…if not, that one thing, or person… who does make everything in some part worth while…until slowly the other things fall into place again and you find yourself grasping for time to enjoy it all.
I wouldn’t be as enamored (read=obsessive stalker) with you if I hadn’t seen the little spark of loving life in you that I know is just taking a break to rejuvenate.

As for your “sorry”.
We wouldn’t be who we are if you were the spill your guts type person.
How else would I spend my time other than trying to painfully extract info from you?
But you were there for me once. When I didn’t want anyone else to be.
It was only ever about wanting to give back what you gave me.

So I’m giving you back in part what you gave me…
*hands you a bag of sarcastic hilarious wit*
Save that and don’t lose it, bring it with you when you come back and forth…and drop me a line once in awhile, just to let me know, you haven’t forgotten to breathe…I hear that’s important.
And here I thought turning everything into a joke was really what kept us all going.

So, for now…and if it be minutes or years until I hear from you again.
Be well...and be kind to yourself...(you're not your failures...of everything, i always want to say that to you...)
Know … you’re always thought of…
in the best sort of memories there are…the never forgotten kind.

Wow that was pretty.

I'm sure that person will appreciate it.

 

[MercyMia]

Dear Litster,

So we've agreed we're going to take an introductory class together and then talk about it.


Mia

 

[crvygirl]

Dear Litsters (K and AP!),

Thank you for your friendship and your huge hearts. You've each become like sisters to me, and though we are walking different paths and are thousands of miles apart, it has been nothing short of fabulous to discover kindred spirits in the ether.



Dear Litster (SG and ChefffyMan),

SO good to see each of you happy. The two of you were among the first voices to welcome me here, for which I am grateful. You are also, each in your own way, the biggest flirts ever (or evah), and your happiness now is evident. It is a beautiful thing. Big hugs.



Dear Litster (Sase!),

You're such a rock for me, sister woman! Thanks for listening all the times you've listened, and for making me laugh, and for sharing big girl panty moments (those bitches PINCH, I tell ya!) when I needed it.



Dear Litster (D!),

That is not my ass. Over. Your posts of late to and about the lovely K have been spot-on. However, the truth remains. It is not my ass.



Dear Litster,

It isn't easy, it is complicated, but it is lovely and worthy. You are worthy.



Love this thread....Crvy

 

[trent0553]

Unrelated to previous postings.

irrelevant

 

[MsTexas]

Dear Litster ....

I think its time, dont you?

 

[MercyMia]

Dear Litsters,

I was wrong!. I beg you all your forgiveness. One person could not be any more wrong in any way. I am sorry and truly beg your forgiveness for all the wrongs I have done you.!

I am Sorry, I was wrong!

Well...goodness, I hope you're okay now *patting trent on the back*

Dear Litster,

I don't hate you. Your self destruction is about you, not me. Maybe you should try the other side. Or not.

Eh.

Mia

 

[sirgary]

Dear Litster,

I am fine, thank you for asking.

...I do wonder if you know what I really think sometimes...

There will be a time when I have a cell charger that keeps my cell going after 4 and then I will reach out...and really say some things you may not ...or maybe you may....want to hear...

...treading water for now....but it will be sink or swim soon...

... ...

 

[lovemonster]

Dear Litster,

We seem to keep missing each other

I look forward to having a good chat with you soon

xx

 

[Gracie29]

Dear Litster #1,

I doubt you read my posts, but on the off chance . . . I needed to put this somewhere. For what purpose? I'm not really sure. To get it off my chest. Keeping a promise. Whatever . . .

I get it. Too late now . . . I finally understand that it was all about livin' in the moment, enjoyin' whatever I was lucky enough to get and takin' some things on faith. I should've listened to your constant refrain of "just be you". And I should've believed that you meant it . . . as you never gave me reason to believe otherwise. I should have been smart enough to take the risk and just appreciate the smiles and laughter that you brought me . . . the way you lifted me up, the way you made me blush, the way you appreciated what I considered my main character flaw. My fear, insecurities and doubts of self-worth shouldn't have been allowed to take center stage and given you reason to walk away as I always suspected you would. I know now that it was a self-fulfilled prophecy. I am my own worst enemy. And quite possibly . . . extremely selfish.

I harbor no ill will toward you . . . I recognize that this is all my doing. It won't stop me from missin' you, though. Yeah, I suck.


Dear Litster #2,

By the time you're readin' this, I sincerely hope you're feelin' better. You should know that I have really enjoyed gettin' to know you a little bit over the past few weeks . . . you make me wish that things were different. You make me wish that I was different. You have no idea how much I wish I could be like so many of these wonderful women on Lit and not so much the freak that I am. Thank you for the time you've spent showing me what an incredibly thoughtful and sweet person that you are. Thank you for the time spent making me feel special. It won't be forgotten. Ever.

,
Grace

 

[kendra1980]

Dear Lister,

You know how much you are loved by me. I just want you to know I am thinking of you.

You are, as always, and yet heavier, on my heart tonight.

I love you...

 

[kendra1980]

Dear Lister,

Your offlines today made me smile each time I thought of them.

Your love of your weekend job...and how others will ABSOFREAKINGLUTELY benefit from that...your smiles about f'ing loving someone...I LOVE YOU!

You make me happy...I swear we are sisters in some odd, other dimension, way!

oxoxoxo
K who f'ing loves someone too!

 

[charmed1]

Dear Litster,

I hope you've seen those posts and can see that I'm not the only one who thinks you're a cutie.

All my love,

~L

 

[LadyAria]

 

[asian_princess]

Dear Litster,

I know you’re there.

Silently - watching, mocking, dark and chilling.
Your jagged splintered form lingering, threateningly, back in the corner of my head.

I couldn’t sleep for fear of you last night.

My mouth ran dry and yet my tongue tied itself in knots.

Wondering if your looming shadow is nothing but a trick of light,
hoping that the morn would throw its healthy benign smile upon the dark, wet swamp where you reside…
and all that will greet me is a field of porcelain white.

You make me ache…dull, thumping.

I’ve almost become accustomed to the never ending slow thud, thud, thud in my veins,
a reminder that you’re never far away.

How can it be, something so menacing, so sinister…be so inseparable from me?

My jaw tightens at your presence.
It is as though you are embedded into my very bones and held in place with clutching pulpy ribbons of my pink, blood filled flesh.

You stop me, from going about my daily routine…
I am paralysed at the though of the pain you will inflict even at the hint of sweetness in my day.
You have made me fear even that which is most basic - heat and cold.
Even in those rare moments I dare venture for an unavoidable meal with my loved ones… in their scrutiny they can’t help but notice my imbalance.

I am at your mercy.

I pick up the phone, maybe once, maybe a thousand times a day…
To tell someone, anyone of your hold on me.

I pick up the phone and dial…and put it down again.
I am afraid to be parted from you.

I pick up the phone…I sigh, and put it back down.
Fearful of what shall happen when it becomes known… that I am but a hostage to you.

Closing my eyes, I imagine me, sprawled upon my back, a vicious white light surrounds me…
sounds of torturous instruments being prepared, drilling, tearing, scrapping, slicing implements to end your reign of terror over me.

And in those darkest, scariest thoughts, I know, it will take nothing less but a painful, relentless wrenching that shall uproot you from your hidden home inside my head…
and leave a bloody, empty chasm, never to be replaced.

But even at such a thought, I know I can go on no longer.

You have been with me for over 16 years…
but you betrayed me, and let yourself be infested by those who prey on your kind, knowing that once taken over…
you will be lost to me forever.

So, farewell…dear friend…sweestest nemesis.
You have been there through tough times and tender.

I shall remember you fondly and smile…
each time I bite into an icecream, or chew on a dried out piece of chilli covered cow flesh…
for you are no longer here to cause me pain.


I’m sorry to have brought it out in the open like this.
But it was the only way I could think of to:

GET SOMEONE TO FORCE ME TO GO TO THE BLOODY DENTIST AND GET RID OF THIS FUCKING TOOTHACHE!!!!!

 

[Golden_Silence]

Dear Litster,

I know you’re there.

Silently - watching, mocking, dark and chilling.
Your jagged splintered form lingering, threateningly, back in the corner of my head.

I couldn’t sleep for fear of you last night.

My mouth ran dry and yet my tongue tied itself in knots.

Wondering if your looming shadow is nothing but a trick of light,
hoping that the morn would throw its healthy benign smile upon the dark, wet swamp where you reside…
and all that will greet me is a field of porcelain white.

You make me ache…dull, thumping.

I’ve almost become accustomed to the never ending slow thud, thud, thud in my veins,
a reminder that you’re never far away.

How can it be, something so menacing, so sinister…be so inseparable from me?

My jaw tightens at your presence.
It is as though you are embedded into my very bones and held in place with clutching pulpy ribbons of my pink, blood filled flesh.

You stop me, from going about my daily routine…
I am paralysed at the though of the pain you will inflict even at the hint of sweetness in my day.
You have made me fear even that which is most basic - heat and cold.
Even in those rare moments I dare venture for an unavoidable meal with my loved ones… in their scrutiny they can’t help but notice my imbalance.

I am at your mercy.

I pick up the phone, maybe once, maybe a thousand times a day…
To tell someone, anyone of your hold on me.

I pick up the phone and dial…and put it down again.
I am afraid to be parted from you.

I pick up the phone…I sigh, and put it back down.
Fearful of what shall happen when it becomes known… that I am but a hostage to you.

Closing my eyes, I imagine me, sprawled upon my back, a vicious white light surrounds me…
sounds of torturous instruments being prepared, drilling, tearing, scrapping, slicing implements to end your reign of terror over me.

And in those darkest, scariest thoughts, I know, it will take nothing less but a painful, relentless wrenching that shall uproot you from your hidden home inside my head…
and leave a bloody, empty chasm, never to be replaced.

But even at such a thought, I know I can go on no longer.

You have been with me for over 16 years…
but you betrayed me, and let yourself be infested by those who prey on your kind, knowing that once taken over…
you will be lost to me forever.

So, farewell…dear friend…sweestest nemesis.
You have been there through tough times and tender.

I shall remember you fondly and smile…
each time I bite into an icecream, or chew on a dried out piece of chilli covered cow flesh…
for you are no longer here to cause me pain.


I’m sorry to have brought it out in the open like this.
But it was the only way I could thing of to:

COULD GET SOMEONE TO FORCE ME TO GO TO THE BLOODY DENTIST AND GET RID OF THIS FUCKING TOOTHACHE!!!!!

Holy shit Appy,

You've had a toothache for 16 years??

Jeez, you're a trooper, I'll give you that << See the big TOOTHY smile, just hope that the tooth you need pulling isn't a front one and that you end up looking like something from 'Oz's most wanted'

Go to the dentists and get it pulled out and get better soon

{{{{{{APpy}}}}}}

 

[Golden_Silence]

Dearest Charming Duchess Litster...

Never could I be happier than the words.. 'Wheres the lead to my damn camera'

I love seeing any pics of you, they remind me constantly of what an extremely lucky man I am and one that is totally in awe of you.

I L Y

~ M

 

[denali]

Dear Litser

Are you absolutely sure? Maybe you're mistaken, it could be the camera angle or a trick of the light. Maybe it's just the way you have to crick your neck to see. Are you really, really sure?

It's cute anyway, but K's is cuter too

 

[MercyMia]

Dear Litster,

I might not be able to send the pictures I promised. No dimsum yet on the horizon.


Mia

 

[Sonny Limatina]

Dear Litster--Sorry, but I already sold the 40-foot inflatable Elvis. I do still have the Jesus doorstop and the Paris Hilton ceiling fresco, if you're interested. I'd prefer to sell them as a set, for obvious reasons.