Dear X:

Dear Lady G

Please, please, report that fuck. Otherwise they think they can get away with it.

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Dear X

DAMN YOU! Why did you have to arrive today! Now I have to wait until tomorrow night before I can use you.

But on the plus side, you smell nice and came with gloves. I think I may permanently switch to Stargazer dyes if this comes out nice.
 
Dear Obnoxious Old Prick Who Needs to Back Off-

It's none of your business how I look. Who I work with. Who I date, who I fuck, where I live or where I go.

LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE. You need to GO HOME and focus on your own damn family- only, wait, you must have run them off as well with your obnoxious meddling and prying.

You're a nosy, opinionated and domineering old ass who seems to have some serious mental and self-control ssues. THAT is why you have earned the contempt and scorn of so many, THAT is why I got a concealed carry permit.

Stay the fuck away from me and mine.

FtF
 
DAMN it. Stupid high school gods.

Daughter makes it through the first day of auditions - singing. She makes it through the second day of auditions - acting & reading lines. But the dancing auditions? Why must everyone be a solid gold dancer in order to make it into this show?

It is not her fault she inherited my dancing ability. :cool:

I know it isn't a huge cast and she's just a freshman but she was really hoping to get a part.

To top of it she lost her iPod at school. Today.

Damn it. Again.

I hate having that mom sadness for your child - that helpless feeling - when there's nothing you can do to fix what's wrong. (We are working on the iPod thing - I think BestBuy has a sale - maybe we can help there.)

:(
 
Dear Lady G

Please, please, report that fuck. Otherwise they think they can get away with it.

I wish I could but it is complicated. I was going to confront him today but he was out all day. I need to deal with him myself. Part of the problem is that he is mistaking my good naure for something else I think. Probaby my own frigging fault. UHG! :(
 
Dear Customers,

I realize that you don't like our company policies. Don't blame me for that, however. It's not my fault, and I have no say over changing it. Nor can I break those rules, either. So get over it.

Yes, I know that the computers are slow. Again, I have no control over policies. You'll be surprised at how much management is made up of control freaks even worse than me.

Oh, and once again, I'm not the fucking information desk! I don't know everything about the store, and when I stand in the front area, it's to push store credit cards. Not to inform you of this or that. That I help you when I can is because I'm supposed to be nice and helpful in general. That doesn't make me a walking directory.

Oh, and how do you expect us to clean the bathroom and mop the floor, when you keep using the bathroom while we're mopping. Seriously.
 
Dear Supervisor J

You know who you are. Damn, you're annoying, not to mention vain. Seriously. Grow up. This patronizing attitude and superficiality is getting old. I'm 10 years your senior, so I wasn't born last night.

I realize that you haven't had as many hard knocks and had to start over like me, so you're in a supervisory position at a very young age. That doesn't make the rest of us stupid. I'm not one of the majority of your subordinates, who are lazy idiots, I'll grant you.

Just because I'm an awkward, quasi-deaf, anal-retentive man with nervous tics and a tendency to be quiet at work doesn't make me a moron. It just means that I mind my own business, do my job, and choose to be serious about professionalism. It's not a novel concept. There's no call to be condescending.

Ask me (off the clock, of course) about topics where I have more expertise, and you'll find me a lot more assertive and authoritative. There are things in life beyond the job and the latest issue of Cosmo.

Sincerely,

Employee S
 
Hey this thread is for writing letters to an ex, but it doesn't have to be negative, right? Ok, so here goes:

Dear X,

I love you. I know that we may not be meant to be romantic partners, and that's ok. But I do love you are care deeply for you. It pains me to see the harsh cards fate has dealt you. So much misfortune has happened to you after you divorced me, and I am so glad that you have your parents there to help you.

I love that we are on such good terms. You are a joy to hang out with. So often divorces bring out the worst in people, and I am so very lucky to have been married to someone as mature and caring as you.

I know you feel that everything is your fault, and that your guilt still follows you to this day. I wish I knew how to lift that weight from you, to make you understand that it was nobody's fault. Sure, we could nitpick at eachother's actions, but what's the point? We are both human, and there is no rulebook on how 2 transgenders keep a three-way relationship healthy. It was amazingly complex; nobody could expect us to give it a better shot than we did.

And for the record, you and her gave me some of the greatest experiences of my life, both in and out of the bedroom. I will be forever grateful for that. Thank you.
 
Dear dumb-ass teenage driver;

WTF is wrong with you??? Seriously. YOU were the one who ran the stop sign, making me slam on my brakes. Of course I am going to give you a look that says "Are you crazy?!" Instead of maybe an apologetic wave...or at least a humble shrug of your shoulders...you bug out your eyes and smugly stick your tongue out at me? For real?

I shook for an hour after that stupid incident...mostly from anger.:mad:

Honey, you really should not be driving. You will kill somebody one day.

LG
 
Dear J,

I know that you don't understand how much you hurt me. But I will promise you something even if you simply will never know this.... I will always take care of our child and as they grow up I will tell them that you loved them. Even if I don't believe it... I will make sure they do.
 
Dear Customers,

Once again, I am NOT the fucking information desk.

Dear Jamie,

No, I wasn't trying to get you to take the laptop to my register. I don't push my work on other people. That's something that the other cashiers do.

Dear Angry Customer,

Like it or not, for reasons of security, we don't take credit cards that aren't physically present. In this present climate for fraud, can you really blame us?
 
Dear Step-Dad,

Ya know... it's been 13 years since I have stepped foot in your house. I haven't tried to visit. I haven't tried to bother you. To have you call me on the phone while I am already feeling absolutely shitty and gross that you need to call me and shit all over me. I don't care that you don't like me. I don't care that you are doing a wonderful job of making sure that I feel worse but ya know what leave me the hell alone. I never did anything to you except be alive.
 
I cannot imagine the emotions and the pain you must be sitting with. I can't begin to fathom . . . I just know it's deeper than you'll allow anyone to go. I wish it didn't have to be that way for you. And I wish there was no reason for it in the first place.

Regardless of how gently strong you are, I feel for you. And I wish I could take it away.

And I see you, and you're beautiful.
 
Dear Crooked Customer.....

Bite me, bitch! How dare you accuse me of dishonesty. Well, we called your bluff, my supervisors and I. Everyone knows that you were lying, and you all but admitted it, so fuck you! :mad:

Sincerely,
S
 
C'mon, rain and snow.

The rotten weather is supposed to continue for most of the day. If so, daughter won't have to march in this holiday parade later tonight. She's already done three parades so far - she is hoping she won't have to do this one.

It's raining now, it's cold and miserable and will be all day and also tonight but unless it's raining around 4:00 this afternoon they won't cancel.

Have you ever smelled wet wool band uniforms? Bleah.

C'mon, rain!
 
Dear X,
I guess your self-control wasn't that good after all.
I hope it doesn't change things. I would miss you if it did.
It's changed things for me, though. I want that even more badly now-- for him to be like that with me. I want, I want, I want.
AND i CAN'T BELIEVE YOU DIDN'T TELL ME ABOUT JULY YOU TROLLOP!
x
M
 
Dear Husband,

I have something to ask you. I've tried to tell you before, but I don't think you realise how serious I was. This is not just a little fad that I want to indulge in occasionally. I want you to take it seriously and treat me seriously. I want you to take control -- properly.

And tonight I have to ask you

x
M
 
Dear poker gods,

Why do you reward bad players so much, and torture the beter players as often as possible? Fuck you. That is all.
 
Hey this thread is for writing letters to an ex, but it doesn't have to be negative, right? Ok, so here goes:

Dear X,

I love you. I know that we may not be meant to be romantic partners, and that's ok. But I do love you are care deeply for you. It pains me to see the harsh cards fate has dealt you. So much misfortune has happened to you after you divorced me, and I am so glad that you have your parents there to help you.

I love that we are on such good terms. You are a joy to hang out with. So often divorces bring out the worst in people, and I am so very lucky to have been married to someone as mature and caring as you.

I know you feel that everything is your fault, and that your guilt still follows you to this day. I wish I knew how to lift that weight from you, to make you understand that it was nobody's fault. Sure, we could nitpick at eachother's actions, but what's the point? We are both human, and there is no rulebook on how 2 transgenders keep a three-way relationship healthy. It was amazingly complex; nobody could expect us to give it a better shot than we did.

And for the record, you and her gave me some of the greatest experiences of my life, both in and out of the bedroom. I will be forever grateful for that. Thank you.


Please don't think I'm criticising, but the premise of this thread has always been about being to let off steam, rant, vent, anonymously - say all the things you've been wanting to say to that arsehole at work, some stupid family member - without fear of any repurcussions.

I appreciate what you wanted to do, and think it's a beautiful sentiment, but might I suggest you go to the 'Simply Blurt out Love' thread? If you don't think that's appropriate, how about starting your own, 'Thank you for........' thread? It might be another one of those that just takes off and keeps rolling.
 
Please don't think I'm criticising, but the premise of this thread has always been about being to let off steam, rant, vent, anonymously - say all the things you've been wanting to say to that arsehole at work, some stupid family member - without fear of any repurcussions.

I appreciate what you wanted to do, and think it's a beautiful sentiment, but might I suggest you go to the 'Simply Blurt out Love' thread? If you don't think that's appropriate, how about starting your own, 'Thank you for........' thread? It might be another one of those that just takes off and keeps rolling.

Mat, i think this thread is for any kind of letter you want to write to someone. I know it may have been started as a way of venting (i.e. 'get off your chest'), but that doesnt mean it has to be negative. I think its just a place to express how you feel in letter form, and i think that any letter is permitted here. I know i write letters that aren't negative all the time...as do others.
 
Mat, i think this thread is for any kind of letter you want to write to someone. I know it may have been started as a way of venting (i.e. 'get off your chest'), but that doesnt mean it has to be negative. I think its just a place to express how you feel in letter form, and i think that any letter is permitted here. I know i write letters that aren't negative all the time...as do others.


Yes'm.

:rose::rose:
 
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