Dear X:

[jayce1066]

Dear X,
The tribe I belonged to is dead.
You spent the last few years drowning it in alcohol.
How's your hangover this morning?
j

 

[amber03]

Dear X

Why are you never online when I need you?
Why do you always reply with "sorry princess, I've been busy...I promise we'll chat soon"?
Why am I such a fucking moron to actually hang around and wait for you!?
Why, after 18 months, are you not out of my head?
Why are you living on the other side of the world where I can't see you, touch you, smell you...

Why do I feel so angry with you yet forgive you, every time, so easily.

 

[Trinique_Fire]

Dear Tempest,

Why do you insist on playing games with my head, calling me sweet names, sending me your smile and then telling me it'll never work because you love men? Why do I fall for you? It isn't you...it's who I want you to be. I can't let you do this to me anymore. Enough broads have let me down, I won't let you be another one.

 

[FallingToFly]

Dear X:

I'm sorry.

I wish I knew how to fix myself so that I wasn't such a bitch.

 

[OhMissScarlett]

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[Freefall_mc]

Hey U,

You’re lucky I couldn’t figure out a way to send you to Siberia; guess the 2+K miles will do, though. All I feel is pity for you, in the one time each year I may remember who the hell you are. And no, there will never be another reason for us to talk on the phone. I expect nothing from you except your absence, and do honestly wish you well in learning to care for yourself. Stick with your second rate family business, it suits you. You’re a disgrace to all honorable Italian men out there.

And should I warn other women out there of how your charming social etiquette is nothing more than a symptomatic effect of a sociopath? Do you really think you can own a real woman? You were so wrapped up in what you fought to possess, any sincere play or intimacy was beyond your warped mind. And did you honestly think I could be manipulated into seizing the prosperities of my name? Having no idea who I really was, how could you plead “love”? In the same token, I am sorry for shorting you of the same; I used you as well.

I am thankful for our two daughters, blessings of love and purpose for me, strengthening me with the fortitude to seek out and contribute to the array of life’s collages once again; images of integral beauty that mark the constitute of my worthiness, my indebtedness to love’s gift.

HE was more man at thirteen than you will ever be!
Curious, I just gave you three minutes. Guess that means I don’t have to think about you for another two years.

 

[lance gt]

Hey U,

You’re lucky I couldn’t figure out a way to send you to Siberia; guess the 2+K miles will do, though. All I feel is pity for you, in the one time each year I may remember who the hell you are. And no, there will never be another reason for us to talk on the phone. I expect nothing from you except your absence, and do honestly wish you well in learning to care for yourself. Stick with your second rate family business, it suits you. You’re a disgrace to all honorable Italian men out there.

And should I warn other women out there of how your charming social etiquette is nothing more than a symptomatic effect of a sociopath? Do you really think you can own a real woman? You were so wrapped up in what you fought to possess, any sincere play or intimacy was beyond your warped mind. And did you honestly think I could be manipulated into seizing the prosperities of my name? Having no idea who I really was, how could you plead “love”? In the same token, I am sorry for shorting you of the same; I used you as well.

I am thankful for our two daughters, blessings of love and purpose for me, strengthening me with the fortitude to seek out and contribute to the array of life’s collages once again; images of integral beauty that mark the constitute of my worthiness, my indebtedness to love’s gift.

HE was more man at thirteen than you will ever be!
Curious, I just gave you three minutes. Guess that means I don’t have to think about you for another two years.

Sounds like you needed to get that off your chest MC. I can understand wanting to let the world know there are emotional vampires and social misfits who prey on others and use them. I'm glad you have the strength and will to go past and leave it and him behind.
'Hey, look over here, I'm waving at you. 'Hello, dear friend, may I walk with you for a while?'

 

[Freefall_mc]

Sounds like you needed to get that off your chest MC. I can understand wanting to let the world know there are emotional vampires and social misfits who prey on others and use them. I'm glad you have the strength and will to go past and leave it and him behind.
'Hey, look over here, I'm waving at you. 'Hello, dear friend, may I walk with you for a while?'

Yes dear, walk and talk with me for a bit.

 

[lance gt]

Yes dear, walk and talk with me for a bit.

....Lance takes the hand of MC and shares a stroll along the waterfront, sharing intimate feelings of friendship. The closeness between them grows and the bond of friendship solidified. A warm hug shared makes them both feel wanted and loved. They walk on with the small, happy smiles on their faces, feeling kindred.....

 

[lance gt]

....Lance takes the hand of MC and shares a stroll along the waterfront, sharing intimate feelings of friendship. The closeness between them grows and the bond of friendship solidified. A warm hug shared makes them both feel wanted and loved. They walk on with the small, happy smiles on their faces, feeling kindred.....

....the wafting of the sea breeze blows gently over their faces, taking wisps of hair and tossing them across their faces. A gentle touch of his fingers lay the strands carefully back into place and a loving kiss placed with care on her forehead. The look between them speaks the volumes of words both feel no need to express. They walk on, arms wrapped around each other, as they feel the warmth and caress of their bodies touching. The sun shines upon their faces, warming them, the love they feel, warming their hearts.......

 

[Freefall_mc]

....the wafting of the sea breeze blows gently over their faces, taking wisps of hair and tossing them across their faces. A gentle touch of his fingers lay the strands carefully back into place and a loving kiss placed with care on her forehead. The look between them speaks the volumes of words both feel no need to express. They walk on, arms wrapped around each other, as they feel the warmth and caress of their bodies touching. The sun shines upon their faces, warming them, the love they feel, warming their hearts.......

You are wonderfully romantic. May this inspire those letters of affection from the troops to this thread.

 

[lance gt]

You are wonderfully romantic. May this inspire those letters of affection from the troops to this thread.

I'm a hopeless romantic at times. I love this interaction of the minds more than the bodies sometimes. It almost feels like we ahve our own thread going here and in Dear X. I do wish more of the others would join in and express themselves this way. It's more than a writing exercise. It's a release of the feelings we sometimes never express to anyone and wish we could. Right now, I'm so enjoying what we're sharing

 

[jayce1066]

Dear X,

I'm only now beginning to understand how much knowing you has hurt me.

j

 

[lance gt]

Dear Bitch-face, the hurt and pain you've put our son and I through because of your selfishness, has left him scarred for life with a dread of intimacy, and a disbelief in love for me. I gave you everything you asked for and more and asked for little in return. The only thing I truly wanted was to be loved by you, as much as I did for you. You used sex as a weapon to get what you wanted and when I wouldn't play your game, you became violent and abusive. Now that I've left you, you have turned your vile control games on our son. He lives in fear of you and is waiting for his chance to leave you and live with me. I hope you rot in your own abysmal self-love.

 

[Lady_Guenivere]

I took a chance and dove into the deep end of the pool, drawing a breath with the assumption that when I breached the surface I would be able to fill my lungs again with fresh air. Yet, here I float just below the surface, unable; no, unwilling to surface; and I hold my breath, slowly suffocating, afraid to admit the simple truth. I don’t belong here. I don’t belong anywhere. Now I don’t know what to do with that knowledge. So I slowly die, just an inch away from air.

 

[lance gt]

I took a chance and dove into the deep end of the pool, drawing a breath with the assumption that when I breached the surface I would be able to fill my lungs again with fresh air. Yet, here I float just below the surface, unable; no, unwilling to surface; and I hold my breath, slowly suffocating, afraid to admit the simple truth. I don’t belong here. I don’t belong anywhere. Now I don’t know what to do with that knowledge. So I slowly die, just an inch away from air.

That which you desire most, takes only a moment of courage to believe it can be acheived. Strive for what you want and allow the freedom of being give you the strength.

 

[Tarakin]

I took a chance and dove into the deep end of the pool, drawing a breath with the assumption that when I breached the surface I would be able to fill my lungs again with fresh air. Yet, here I float just below the surface, unable; no, unwilling to surface; and I hold my breath, slowly suffocating, afraid to admit the simple truth. I don’t belong here. I don’t belong anywhere. Now I don’t know what to do with that knowledge. So I slowly die, just an inch away from air.

* Hugs *

 

[FallingToFly]

I hope the cancer spreads to your testicles and organs and you die in a puddle of your own pathetic fluids, whining about how no one loves you.

How fucking DARE you drag my kids into this and try to use them to hurt me, you sodden diaper-faced cunt!

You started stalking me here, I hope someone finds you, chains you to a grain thresher and lets wild hogs fuck you into a wet smear on the ground- and even that is too good for you, you raddled old hagbitch of a man.

 

[Bianca_Sommerland]

Dear X,

I guess Karma really does suck, doesn't it. You didn't pay when I was a kid, but thankfully my siblings won't suffer the same fate. You are alone now, and you deserve to be. And BTW, I really do hate you. You make me sick and I hope you suffer for everything you've done. If I never see you again I will live a very happy life.


Gosh. I feel much better now!

 

[Lady_Guenivere]

Dear X,

Bit off more than you could chew, did you?
Dare I say it? I told you so.
If it wasn't my heart that you fucked with, I would find your behaviour almost laughable.

Guenivere

 

[SWFL_Wordslinger]

Dear Mother-in-Law;

I'm just curious to know if you've realized that you have two grandchildren now, not just one. Because it seems to me that you haven't. I understand you have had much more contact with your first grandchild, being that your worthless daughter and equally worthless husband lived with you when she was born. And the fact that said worthless parents had pretty much nothing to do with the child during the first year of her life, because you so graciously provided the services of live-in nanny, maid, chef, and ATM.

Regardless of that fact, you in fact DO have a second grandchild, an energetic little bundle of joy that loves you very much. Despite the fact that your physical contact with my son is limited to roughly five minutes before you get bored and pass him off, he loves you. Despite the fact that you live within walking distance of my home, and a week will go by without so much as a call asking how the little guy is doing, he still loves you. Despite the fact that he is an afterthought when you are shopping for the 'golden grandchild', and gets what ever left overs she doesn't want, he still loves you.

I hope you realize that he does exist, and does love you, and does deserve your love and affection just as much as your other grandchild does. I hope you realize this before he is old enough to realize what a shitty deal he got when he got you as a grandmother.

J

 

[SWFL_Wordslinger]

Dear Boss;

I hope you are having a wonderful time on your fourth vacation to Europe in the last year. I am here, the single lonely employee, with your partner grasping at straws while this ship sinks. Because of your complete lack of interest in this company over the past few years, and utter disregard for any semblance of a business plan, we are now in dire straights. I don't want to hear about how you haven't gotten a pay check in six months. You're in fucking Ireland today. It's because of your lack of business knowledge that this company of exactly 3 people has over $280,000 in outstanding unpaid collections. If you had focused on the business instead of building two houses out of state and migrating your family there, maybe we would be in a better situation. Or maybe if you had made some collection calls over the last three years, instead of going to Austrailia...or Hawaii...or the Caribbean...or Europe, maybe, just maybe, I'd be able to pay my mortgage. But instead, you squandered all of the profits of this company on personal gratification.

I hope your fucking ship hits an iceberg you selfish piece of shit.

Your soon to be ex-employee.

 

[lance gt]

Bitch-face, if I ever see you near my house or anywhere near my son again, I'll make your life a living hell. You disgust me as a human being with your sanctimonious attitude. You are as guilty as sin and you know what you've done to me and most importantly to my son. He's with me now, even though the courts haven't rendered a descision, because all the agencies you've involved see the distress his life is in, living with you. He's my pride and joy and he knows it, something he never felt being with you. You're a pathetic excuse for a parent and a disgrace to mothers everywhere. As a person, you are less than the parasitic mites that feed on people. You have no right to be part of the human race, when you have nothing in common with it. Fuck off and die already and let the world be a better place.

Now I can breathe a bit better, thanks.

 

[LitRiter]

I want to fly...

and I need to breathe. The world has gone by while hours were worked, bills were paid. I didn't ignore the rich things in life, I missed them while I worked to create things that are already obsolete and were unknown by all but a very few when they were shiny and new. I missed the important things because I was making certain that the money was there to have those important things in the first place.

It wasn't a choice I liked, but it was a choice I made. Years have passed and now I want to take it back and be the one to enjoy the time that's left. I want to express my creativity, to share something with the world. I want to explore the worlds both inside me and outside, but I've forgotten the paths. The tunes have changed and my dances are out of style.

It's no one's fault, I blame nobody. I knew the price for my decisions, and I can see the benefits, even if you can't. I see the happy, healthy, well educated children and nice, safe home in a good neighborhood. You see the time spent apart only.

We didn't move away from each other, we didn't outgrow one another. One or both of us has simply lost the reason to try to find again what once made being together as necessary as breathing. It's still there, I know because I feel it often - until the criminations once again crash at my feet, the lost hours, months, and years.

I am a man and that is all.

I tried.

 

[lance gt]

Where can my love go, with no destination for it. I feel in my heart the power it holds, the joy it could bring. Who is out there that desires my love and where can I find her? The loneliness of solitude preys upon me, weakening me to believe I wait in vain, Waiting for happiness to come and drive away the clouds above me and let the warmth of love returned, cast its glow around me, comforting me. What can the purpose of holding on to something so precious be, if it isn't valued by someone who wants it. Love, so strong, so insipring, so magnificent a thing to have, yet worthless if it isn't shared.
Where? Where can my love go? Feeling unwanted and undesirable every waking moment continually crushes the hope out of me, destining my heart to be empty and devoid of that one thing people desire the most to be given and shared, but where, where does my love go?