Dear X:

Dear Universe,

I'll be right there with FtF...and you know I can do it too! *shakes fist*

DL

~~~~~~
Dear Magica,

Don't fear the Great Pumpkin, your friendly ninja will protect you! :kiss:

me
 
Dear Ex:

I refuse to participate in the raising of a spoiled brat. If that's going to be your M.O. when parenting the diva child, then she's all yours. That's not a team I wanna be on. I didn't have children to loose such superficial demons on the world. Not only do you cave to her every foot-stomping demand, you're inconsistent in that the boys don't get the same treatment. Let's instill inferiority complexes in them while we're at it, eh?

Grow a pair.

~ Imp
 
impressive said:
Dear Ex:

I refuse to participate in the raising of a spoiled brat. If that's going to be your M.O. when parenting the diva child, then she's all yours. That's not a team I wanna be on. I didn't have children to loose such superficial demons on the world. Not only do you cave to her every foot-stomping demand, you're inconsistent in that the boys don't get the same treatment. Let's instill inferiority complexes in them while we're at it, eh?

Grow a pair.

~ Imp
*hugs* :heart: :kiss: :rose:
 
Dear X
Grrrrrrrr.. I am so :mad: right now. Can't you ever have a little consideration for the rest of us??? My kids go to bed at 8 and 9 respectively, I go to bed between 11 and 12... You smsed be at 2 o'clock this arvo to say u wanted to come over and use MY dryer.
Ok I know we are related and all, but ffs, think about someone besides yourself. We have a routine for a reason. We function better with it. Just cause you have no kids, no responsibilities, can sleep whenever the mood strikes...
Oh boo hoo yeah you have work for the dole, it's sooo hard. You get to play on the computer learning things.... Hey you finished at 4.. You had time to cook dinner and eat.. etc you should be here by now....
Why do you have to be soo inconsiderate!!!!
Hurry up and get here, or when you do I will say leave.
I am not your doormat.
In case you have forgotten I have a life and shock. It does not revolve around you!!!
:confused: Just one more thing in a long list really...sigh
A very pissed off Sister
Cinn
 
Dear Mils,

Well done! Good girl! I am so proud of you...me...whatever. Well done! You got all your Christmas cards done and stamped and addressed (except for the ones you don't know the addresses of) and that was a really *good* morning's work! You also got those photos uploading on photobox, so while that's doing you can go and wrap a few presents so they don;t all build up on you at the last minute, OK? Good. Go get 'em tiger!
x
Me

__________________


Dear Photobox,

It'll take *how* long to upload just that one folder of photos? Are you fucking kidding me? I have 4 more folders to do! Thank God I can leave that window running in the background for 8 hours while I get on with other things... Now I just have to remember to keep my laptop active so it doesn't go into hibernation... hrmm..

no x
V
 
Dear Work,

We have problems. They are mostly mine, and not entirely yours (I keep telling myself), but they're still immensely troubling. I'm at an exponential loss when I consider what to do about it.

Morosely yours,

Bluebell
 
Dear Sister
A text message to say you were not coming would not have killed you!!!
 
Dear Universe,

Fuck off and leave her alone. Enough already, she's had to live through years and years and years of your shit, give her a break already. If anyone deserves some good karma she does.

Play nice.

Me.

~~

Dear...i dont know...

I'm worried. So worried.
 
Fallenfromgrace said:
Dear Universe,

Fuck off and leave her alone. Enough already, she's had to live through years and years and years of your shit, give her a break already. If anyone deserves some good karma she does.

Play nice.

Me.

~~

Dear...i dont know...

I'm worried. So worried.
Hugs :rose: :kiss:
 
Fallenfromgrace said:
Dear Universe,

Fuck off and leave her alone. Enough already, she's had to live through years and years and years of your shit, give her a break already. If anyone deserves some good karma she does.

Play nice.

Me.

~~

Dear...i dont know...

I'm worried. So worried.

*HUGS* Grace. She's strong. She'll be fine. :)
 
Dear Mom:

If you don't stop fucking with me, I am going to hit you in the face with your own frying pan.

The next time you override something I tell my kids, tell me I can't do something that has absolutely no effect on you or this household period, or start talking to me like I'm a developmentally delayed ten-year-old, I'm going to pack my bags, pack my kids, and go to the women's shelter until I find an apartment I can afford without the asshole's income.

FUCK OFF.

And while you're at it- if you tell my boss the hours/tasks/etc he HAS to give me one more time, I'm going to lose my job. I'm not unreliable or even a flake, and you TELLING people that is why I'm going to be stuck waiting tables on the overnight shifts again.

I am about this|| close to saying fuck this shit and just walking away from all of it, and all of you. You did a shitty job raising me the first time- your track record isn't improving.

Your very pissed off and completely fed-up daughter.

ETA: Btw; my boss' words when he came back today were the best thing I've heard all year. "You know I said I'd pay you 7.50 an hour? I'm going to make it 8 so you can get away from that bitch."
 
FallingToFly said:
Dear Mom:

If you don't stop fucking with me, I am going to hit you in the face with your own frying pan.

The next time you override something I tell my kids, tell me I can't do something that has absolutely no effect on you or this household period, or start talking to me like I'm a developmentally delayed ten-year-old, I'm going to pack my bags, pack my kids, and go to the women's shelter until I find an apartment I can afford without the asshole's income.

FUCK OFF.

And while you're at it- if you tell my boss the hours/tasks/etc he HAS to give me one more time, I'm going to lose my job. I'm not unreliable or even a flake, and you TELLING people that is why I'm going to be stuck waiting tables on the overnight shifts again.

I am about this|| close to saying fuck this shit and just walking away from all of it, and all of you. You did a shitty job raising me the first time- your track record isn't improving.

Your very pissed off and completely fed-up daughter.

ETA: Btw; my boss' words when he came back today were the best thing I've heard all year. "You know I said I'd pay you 7.50 an hour? I'm going to make it 8 so you can get away from that bitch."

:rose:
 
Dear L,

Okay I know I said "point taken" in my last letter but I'm not entirely sure I meant it. Sometimes I want to give you the benefit of the doubt, wait, be nice, and sometimes I want to go stalk you after work so I can drag you down a dark alley and beat the crap out of you.

Why did you blow me off? Why didn't I matter enough? I have heard from, and even seen, everyone but YOU. And EVERYONE...is SURPISED...that I haven't heard from you! Which means EVERYONE else saw something too.

So what's the problem? Is there some reason I don't even rate a please-leave-me-alone-I-don't-want-to-talk-to-you email? Because I'd rather be told that than hear the deafening silence I currently hear.

Signed,
Me
 
Dear bitch:

Haha! Egg on *your* face, and I'm sorry, but I am taking pleasure in your bitchiness backfiring on you. Maybe next time you won't tear me to shreds on the floor without letting me speak, hmm?

Me
 
Dear house:

You are clean. Please keep yourself in its present state until said holidays are over. Oven ~ you are self-cleaning. Please clean yourself. Child ~ House reserves the right to make you uncomfortable if you attempt to dirty it in any way.

Your loving occupant.

:cool:
 
Dear house:

You are clean. Please keep yourself in its present state until said holidays are over. Oven ~ you are self-cleaning. Please clean yourself. Child ~ House reserves the right to make you uncomfortable if you attempt to dirty it in any way.

Your loving occupant.

:cool:

Yeah, good luck with all that. ;)
 
Dear X,

So I have some guys' phone numbers stored in my cell - so fucking what? It's MY phone, for fuck's sake.

I wish I could just spray paint "HYPOCRITE" in huge, bright red letters across the back of your truck, and tattoo it on your forehead. I can't have guys as friends, but you can sure as hell have your ex-wife as the first number in your speed dial, and get gushy cards and letters from her once a month or so.

Why don't you go back to her? You two certainly deserve each other.

Oh, btw: you really suck at sex. No wonder you've never intentionally let me see you naked in over 13 years - you're really butt-ugly with that beer belly, and those chicken legs that haven't seen the sun in the past 30+ years.

Go back to Tammy. Y'all can make white-trash music together for the rest of your lives, and I can finally be myself again.

~ Cloudy
 
Dear X,

So I have some guys' phone numbers stored in my cell - so fucking what? It's MY phone, for fuck's sake.

I wish I could just spray paint "HYPOCRITE" in huge, bright red letters across the back of your truck, and tattoo it on your forehead. I can't have guys as friends, but you can sure as hell have your ex-wife as the first number in your speed dial, and get gushy cards and letters from her once a month or so.

Why don't you go back to her? You two certainly deserve each other.

Oh, btw: you really suck at sex. No wonder you've never intentionally let me see you naked in over 13 years - you're really butt-ugly with that beer belly, and those chicken legs that haven't seen the sun in the past 30+ years.

Go back to Tammy. Y'all can make white-trash music together for the rest of your lives, and I can finally be myself again.

~ Cloudy

((((((((((Hugz))))))))))
 
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