Dear X:

[LadyCibelle]

Dear Mistress:

He's all yours, take him. In case you haven't noticed, he's not in my bed, or my house, and he's all about you. I'm quite happy with where I am and what I have, and once I have this house renovated and sold, we'll both walk away from it with our dignity and credit scores intact- because I don't want him.

So quit badmouthing me behind my back- I have more friends than you do, and they're not shy about telling me your little power grabs. You are more than welcome to a lifetime of mediocre sex and bitching. I like the hand I'm playing a lot better than the cards you've dealt yourself. When all is said and done, I have three beautiful kids who adore me and their father, and their welfare comes first, so I'm not going to make waves. I'll take my kids, my bigblack horse, my girlfriend and lover and the assortment of odds and ends that I consider to be mine, and the two of you can have the rest.

I wish you both very happy with it.

The Wife.

Dear Bugsy ,

I'm always in awe of your strength of character and your ability to walk through every storm thrown your way. You're truly a sight to behold and I'm honoured to call you, my friend.

 

[FallingToFly]

Dear Bugsy ,

I'm always in awe of your strength of character and your ability to walk through every storm thrown your way. You're truly a sight to behold and I'm honoured to call you, my friend.

Ma chere Cibelle:

Speaking of calling, I owe you one. what are you up to?

Bugsy.

 

[unpredictablebijou]

Dear Uncle Rubber Ducky,

Congratulations on your successful escape from this idiotic illusion, into the rapture of complete consciousness. My selfish relatives are all terribly sad right now that you took them so completely by surprise, but I'm proud of you. A quiet departure, over your morning coffee, with no one standing around to bother you or demand that you stay a little longer, is a fine method to choose. They're going to figure out it was your heart; I already know that, but they'll have to check anyway, just to make themselves comfortable.

I know your wife and children will miss you terribly, and my heart goes out to them. You were one of a kind. And the last 15 years particularly, you lived a dream, so I imagine you have very few regrets.

Congratulations. Safe journey through the seven gates. I can't wait to see you again.

bijou

 

[cloudy]

Dear X,

You've won - for now. Don't think for a minute that he's yours permanently. He'll come back to me eventually. He always does.

That said, you hurt him, or his daughter, and there is no force on earth that will keep me from hunting you down like the skank that you are, got it? He may not be mine anymore, but rest assured, his family is, and I can find you. Never forget it.

~ Cloudy

 

[harv069]

Dear X

I'm more than delighted to know that your romantic life has taken such a wonderful turn for you. I'm elated.

Please don't wait too long to answer my email. I have another waiting in the wings that I think you will find to contain a pleasant surprise. But I am compelled to wait until you answer the current one.

Congratulations, dear lady.

Me, on behalf of another

 

[unpredictablebijou]

Dear X

I'm more that delighted to know that your romantic life has taken such a wonderful turn for you. I'm elated.

Please don't wait too long to answer my email. I have another waiting in the wings that I think you will find to contain a pleasant surprise. But I am compelled to wait until you answer the current one.

Congratulations, dear lady.

Me, on behalf of another

Dear harv069

That was such an evocative letter I'm trying to find ways to pretend it was addressed to me.

Quite sure it wasn't, but one can fantasize...

bijou

 

[Fallenfromgrace]

Dear X,

Thanks, thanks very much. I so didnt need that attitude tonight or any other night about this. I dont think you actually get just how much i dont want to go.

I might be making this a huge fucking deal, but its MY huge fucking deal.

N.

 

[JustBarelyLegal]

Dear Sister:

I give up. Fuck you.

--

Dear Everyone Who Looked at my Scan:

Thank you for spotting the cysts. Thank you for spotting the fybroid tissue.

Thank you for telling me I'll probably never again conceive naturally.

Thank you for dumping this crap on me and leaving me alone to cope.

--

Dear Dad:

I don't give. A. Shit.

I'd like kids. You telling me that "getting pregnant right now wouldn't be a good idea anyway" DOES NOT HELP.

--

Dear Mum:

Come home soon. I miss you so.

--

Dear whoever let Alan Johnson out:

Thank you.

 

[JustBarelyLegal]

Dear Sister part two:

It was agreed between the parents and me that I can't work at the moment, so I'd do odd jobs around the house - the shopping when they were away for the week, tidying up every now and again, washing up, crap like that.

This does not mean you can leave your crap everywhere and expect me to pick it up.

This does not mean dinner will be on the table every night when you get in.

This does not mean I will do your washing.

This does NOT mean I am your slave.

Fuck off and die, I've HAD IT.

PS: Trash the house while I'm at Mark's. They'll know it was you. Also, I'd put Dad's money back if I were you.

 

[Nirvanadragones]

Dear X

I'm making a safe place for you. It's nothing amazing. There's refreshing, cool water, and delicious fruit, and sometimes (more often than not) there's coffee and chocolate. The weather is never too hot. It gets colder sometimes, but you'll have me to keep you warm.

Soft blankets, and pillows for when you want to rest. And we'll talk, and sleep, laugh, and love each other. You'll have my skin against yours and whenever you desire it, my hands, mouth, soul, touching you.

You'll know your beauty. You'd see it every time you looked into my eyes. You'd know how loved you are, and how your being affects me on every basic level. Yet, when we were apart, you'd know it still.

I'd like this place to be available to you always. Especially when we're apart. You'd be able to spend time there and bask in our love without having to fear disappointment. You'd be safe, always, to be. Just that.

I wish it were real.

Love,
Me

 

[tickledkitty]

Thanks

 

[FallingToFly]

Dear Sister:

I give up. Fuck you.

--

Dear Everyone Who Looked at my Scan:

Thank you for spotting the cysts. Thank you for spotting the fybroid tissue.

Thank you for telling me I'll probably never again conceive naturally.

Thank you for dumping this crap on me and leaving me alone to cope.

Dear girl:

Don't believe them. I have the cysts, the fibroids, etc, same as my mother did, same as my best friend (who has a much more severe case of it). ALL of us had no problem getting pregnant- seven times for my mother, five for me, two for my best friend.

Relax, take a deep breath, and don't fret, darling. Drop me a PM and I'll try to help any way I can.

FtF

 

[Jubal_Harshaw]

Dear Lucy,

Thanks for making M Happy again he was getting to be an annoying miserable son of a bitch and I'm glad I have my friend back to normal.

Sincerely,

Chris

PS. Do you have a younger sister?

 

[_Lynn_]

Dear *********

I've had it with you changing plans to suit you.

You aren't the only person in the world.

I hope you enjoy your day.

I'll get a lot of writing done I'm sure.

ML

 

[SimpleGifts]

Dear X

I'm making a safe place for you. It's nothing amazing. There's refreshing, cool water, and delicious fruit, and sometimes (more often than not) there's coffee and chocolate. The weather is never too hot. It gets colder sometimes, but you'll have me to keep you warm.

Soft blankets, and pillows for when you want to rest. And we'll talk, and sleep, laugh, and love each other. You'll have my skin against yours and whenever you desire it, my hands, mouth, soul, touching you.

You'll know your beauty. You'd see it every time you looked into my eyes. You'd know how loved you are, and how your being affects me on every basic level. Yet, when we were apart, you'd know it still.

I'd like this place to be available to you always. Especially when we're apart. You'd be able to spend time there and bask in our love without having to fear disappointment. You'd be safe, always, to be. Just that.

I wish it were real.

Love,
Me

I know what it's like to wish that for someone, and have that someone wish it right back. Sigh.

No matter what, you're one of the lucky ones. I hope that you always are.

SG

 

[LostSoulinHell]

Don't sell your horse

Dear X

Please hurry and get over your anger. We need to talk. And don't sell your horse. I beg you.

You know who

 

[bluebell]

Dear Fireworks,

I understand that it's your time of the year to shine, fizzle, make brilliant pops! and bangs!, scare the crap out of dogs everywhere, make the elderly think there's an awfully violent (but oh-so-pretty) thunderstorm going on, and have just generally been itching in your little paper skins to burst out like lovely phoenixes, but...

I feel like I'm living inside a colony of PopRocks.
Just an observation. Keep doing your whizzy-bop things.

Yours specially,

Bluebell

 

[Rockethead]

Dear X

Please hurry and get over your anger. We need to talk. And don't sell your horse. I beg you.

You know who

LEAVE HER THE FUCK ALONE YOU PSYCHO!!!!!

Seriously, you're only proving her point and making things worse for yourself and everyone involved. What, you think making a bunch of alts and following her around every thread is going to help your cause? You messed up, and now you have to deal with the consequences. She left Lit because of YOU! This isn't the first time you've driven someone away from here either. This is the second time I've had to hear a friend of mine tell me that she's doesn't want to post on Lit because of you. Look at all you've taken from her. Look what you've driven her to do. You had your chance, several of them, and now it's time to stop. Walk away. STOP!!!!!

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Dear Vana...

I wish I was loved the way you love. Your love is lucky.



Red

 

[SEVERUSMAX]

Dear Vana...

I wish I was loved the way you love. Your love is lucky.



Red

She is a very special gal, as are you. I do hope that both of you can someday be as happy as you deserve to be.

 

[SEVERUSMAX]

Dear Mistress:

He's all yours, take him. In case you haven't noticed, he's not in my bed, or my house, and he's all about you. I'm quite happy with where I am and what I have, and once I have this house renovated and sold, we'll both walk away from it with our dignity and credit scores intact- because I don't want him.

So quit badmouthing me behind my back- I have more friends than you do, and they're not shy about telling me your little power grabs. You are more than welcome to a lifetime of mediocre sex and bitching. I like the hand I'm playing a lot better than the cards you've dealt yourself. When all is said and done, I have three beautiful kids who adore me and their father, and their welfare comes first, so I'm not going to make waves. I'll take my kids, my bigblack horse, my girlfriend and lover and the assortment of odds and ends that I consider to be mine, and the two of you can have the rest.

I wish you both very happy with it.

The Wife.

Hugs, Flutterbug. I hope that you're happier in the future and that your new love helps with it.

 

[SEVERUSMAX]

Dear Brian

You. Yes, you. Insults get old after a while. Half of the time, I don't know if you're going to be friendly and likeable or annoying and immature. You veer back and forth between those two sides of you so much that you remind me of Jekyll and Hyde. I'll be glad when you go off to college. You're a nice guy when you want to be, but there are enough times when you're not. No wonder you keep breaking up with your girlfriend and getting back together. At the rate that you're going, your on and off thing will last until your 60s or later. Good luck and try to come back from college with some degree of self-restraint.

Your neighbor/fellow tenant,
Sev

P.S. It's bad manners to pinch another man's nipples unless you're involved or he agrees to it, and, frankly, you're not my type.

 

[CeriseNoire]

Dear Self,

Maybe you're not strong enough to handle the "see him once in eight months" type of relationship. Maybe you can't be happy with anyone. Maybe you don't have to feel anything more than affection for him. Maybe it's enough that he loves you. Maybe the fact that you make plans for the future that don't involve him doesn't mean you've stopped believing that you'll actually be together someday. Maybe you're expecting too much.

Whatever the answers, you need to make a decision at some point, because he won't.

Sincerely,
Cerise

 

[FallingToFly]

Dear Ulcer:

Throbbing, burning pain is not fun for either of us. Please stop so I can get some much-needed food into my system without losing it again.

Dear Head:

I know you're running on low blood sugar and that why you're light and spinny, but please, stop. I'm trying to talk the Ulcer into behaving but the vertigo is not good at ending nausea.

Dear Back:

Yes, I know you're all twisted from last night, and I'm very, very sorry. As soon as Ulcer calms down and Head has been fed, I promise you a nice hot bath. Please just wait until I can actually take it without passing out.

Sincerely:

The rest of the Body.

 

[cloudy]

Dear X,

You've won - for now. Don't think for a minute that he's yours permanently. He'll come back to me eventually. He always does.

Dear X,

Told ya.

*smirk*

neener, neener

~ Cloudy