Dear X,

Dear X,

hey, thanks for the card. It was a nice surprise that put a smile on my face. See? :D
 
Dear Dad,

How many times do I have to explain that there are certain things I don't want you to do in your granddaughters' presence?

  • It's not okay for you to call [ex-husband] names. Yeah, I get that you're still bitter about things that happened almost 10 years ago, but he's their dad. The way you're carrying on, you'd think [ex-husband] cheated on you and not me. Get over it--everyone else has.
  • It's not okay for you to use the n-word. Besides, I think you're just jealous because Tiger Woods has bagged more white women than you have.
  • And, finally, it's not okay for you to call women bitches, sluts, and whores who should all be exiled on an island together. Believe me, if living with you were the alternative, I'd pick BitchSlutWhore Island. Every. Time.
Also, don't keep saying that, in hindsight, you should have forced me to leave my bedroom and my books and socialize with the rest of the family. Ever stop to think that I might have been avoiding you people for a reason?

I love you because you're my dad, but I don't like you at all. You don't seem to realize that you're the reason you don't spend more time with your granddaughters. Your loss.

Me
 
Dear Part-time Lover

I miss you, even though I shouldn't, and I'm pissed you didn't come down out of your mountain hideaway for me today. So much for ringing in the new year in our own way.

I wish I could let you go, but after 10+ years you are more addictive than crack. Sigh. Rehab, anyone?
 
Dear Lit,

Do you know how long I've waited to join your wonderfully sick world? Quite a while. Why do you have to be so tempting?? Anyways, thank you (FINALLY) for welcoming me into your world.

ps, I hate to admit, but I did read one story when I was seventeen. :rolleyes: please don't kick me off.

pss, I'm a huge fan by the way.

xx, Sophie.

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Dear Dad,

HAHA. I got into college without your help, and without your money. I'm also moving out soon, and you will be left alone. I hope this has taught you a lesson on how to treat your daughter. But i still love you. But i dislike you. very much.

xx, Sophie.

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Dear Mom,

I'm sorta pissed that you left me alone with Dad. Although I know its not your fault that your gone, you knew how much i disliked him. I miss you standing up for me, and helping me out with my home work. I miss you a lot, and I'll be attending collage soon. I hope to find out who I really am there, and hopefully find some of your spunk and creativity in me.

Love you a lot,
your star.

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Dear friends of mine on Lit,

I hope you all have had a wonderful holiday, and now that its a new year, I say lets keep on doing what we're doing :)

xx, Sophie.
 
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Dear Sophie,

I think you are attending college. A collage is a crafts project involving the attaching of multiple pictures to a single sheet of paper so as to create a pleasing composition. I made one at work the other day for one of our clients, an older gentleman. To please him, it consisted entirely of women in their underwear. (My supervisor was not amused.)

best,
~CWatson
(contributing nothing useful)
 
Dear X,

Please don't remind me about the "rules" anymore, unless you are going to play by them.

Me
 
Dear Ex-Best Friend

Please don't send me emotional blackmail sms's in the middle of the night. It'd also be nice if you actually listened to what I tell you, too. The reason why I don't want to spend much time with you anymore is because you're mean to me. Yes, you are mean to me. Often. In front of people.

Later
Myself
 
Dear X, if you only knew how often I think of you. I'm not sure if you'd be thrilled, or run a mile....
 
Dear x:

Yeah, we get that your midlife crisis led to divorce, a new career, a new hairstyle, manicures, and plastic surgery. Those things aren't why your old friends have drifted from your life. That happened because you never shut up about yourself, don't let anyone else talk, and don't have a clue how annoying you've become.
 
Dear Constitution of the United States of America,

I still like you, and I don't care what they say about you. It's not your fault, you just made far too much sense. Good luck in the future.

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Dear 43% tax rate on my income,

Lick my toilet bowl, then go fuck yourself with a power tool of any kind. I don't want dependants. I don't want to get married.

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Dear Self,

Get a second job, you've done it before. You don't need a social life, and you sure as shit don't want a room mate (unless it's a woman who wants to pay your bills and fuck you on command)

.
 
Dear boy child,

Enough already! It's not only old it's stupid old. Being young is a factor I know but please...

Thank you.



Dear Miss Congeniality - not,

Forgot about vital records didn't you? Or lack there of in this case.

You can't take it back, it's already out there...for all to see.

OK? OK.
 
Dear x

it drives me fucking nuts when you sing along to songs about girls being wronged by cheaters. No your the fucking bitch that shoulda said no. I shoulda fucking slapped oyu and left you. It is hard enough living with it but to have you ignorantly singing along to a a song scorning your damn self. Shut the fuck up
 
Dear Lit:

This is my 200th post. Thanks for improving sex for my wife and me. Thanks for having a lot of smart and reasonable people, many of whom can actually discuss ideas. That's a rare thing anywhere, but nearly unheard of on such an anonymous board. Keep up the good work.

C.
 
Dear X,

I wish I didn't have to hide whole facets of myself from you every single day. Okay, I know it's a choice, and I shouldn't be doing it (or live so I feel the need to) but anyways, it's exhausting to maintain. And I don't like myself much for doing it.
But your judgmental nature creates this response me in. Fear of losing you if you knew who I really am.

Regretfully,
LBC
 
Dear Ex Military Boyfriend.

I left you while you were deployed because you would go months without talking to me, not even so much as a fucking email. In 7 months we talked maybe 3 times. And now - you're current girlfriend, yeah the girl you cheated on me with. The girl you always took time out of your day to talk to while deployed, every fucking day. Is bitching because its been 2 days.
I wonder if she would have hung around as long as i did. I doubt it. She's a fucking whore. It pisses me the fuck off that i went almost a year waiting for your pathetic ass, just to find out you were actually going to be coming home to someone else. You are a pathetic waste of space and i hope you stay where you are. People like you dont deserve to breath.
I hate you with every ounce of air i breath in, you mean nothing to me and never will again. Now leave me the fuck alone.
 
My dearest husband,
Please please PLEASE fuck me tonight. I have been reading wonderfully wild stories on Lit and I am just dripping. I have some new and exciting things for us to do, but most require your cock. So get off your damned computer and come to the bedroom while I am still awake. I promise you it will be worth it;)
Love and more,
Your dear wife
 
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