Dear X:

Dear Powers That Be,

Ya'll and I haven't seen eye to eye in the past, but it's different now.

This time...it's special, it means more than just something.

So, if you wouldn't mind clearing your calendar for Friday afternoon...that would be great.

Ya see, she's the most special person I have ever known, and she's worried. So that makes me worried too.

I'm not worried about her abilities...I'm just worried cuz she's worried.

Yea, I'm repeating myself...but...

Please....just please.....
 
Dear Body,

Please don't be sick now. Just to Monday, after Monday morning, you can be as dead as you want. But not now. Not with 2 exams still to be done. I promise you will be indulged after Monday.

If you can hold up til then, it'd be greatly appreciated.

Yours truly,
Me.
 
Dear Powers That Be,

Ya'll and I haven't seen eye to eye in the past, but it's different now.

This time...it's special, it means more than just something.

So, if you wouldn't mind clearing your calendar for Friday afternoon...that would be great.

Ya see, she's the most special person I have ever known, and she's worried. So that makes me worried too.

I'm not worried about her abilities...I'm just worried cuz she's worried.

Yea, I'm repeating myself...but...

Please....just please.....

<3 main thumse pyaar karthi hoon <3
 
Dear X,

All that I hear when you talk is, "I'm an asshole. Do what I want because I need it done and can't figure it out on my own, even though I act like I know everything."

I told you I wasn't allowed to give you that file, and that my boss needs to send it to you, but you keep begging me for it.

Sincerely,

FUCK OFF ALREADY!!!
 
Dear Misty and Dampy,

Thank you both for taking time to pretend interview me and help me construct suitable answers that sell me sufficiently.

I hope i do you both proud :)

<3 you both.

N
 
Dear Misty and Dampy,

Thank you both for taking time to pretend interview me and help me construct suitable answers that sell me sufficiently.

I hope i do you both proud :)

<3 you both.

N
Anytime. :)

And I am already proud of you, sweet. In so many ways. :heart:
 
Dear X,

I'm not sure I can keep this up anymore. Three days out of the week now that I *can* talk to you and even that is a mighty big "if" that we actually *will* talk that frequently. And that will get less and less, until I finally stop hearing from you altogether.

This isn't my insecurity talking, or at least not totally. You see, I've been down this road too many times before. People that I get to be friends with, that get to know me really well and I them, that I care for, and something like this happens where we can't see each other or talk to each other nearly as much, and no matter how hard I try to keep the friendship going, they eventually disappear from my life. I have the feeling that you will do the same thing.

The saying goes, "out of sight, out of mind." You will stop thinking about me at all very soon here, I think. This isn't like when I'd go on vacation, when we both knew that I'd b e back at some point and we could chat and hang out for awhile at work. God knows when we might ever be able to hang out, even for a few minutes when one of us finds ourselves in the other's neck of the woods. You will have reasons, excuses, and explanations for why you didn't call me or call me back, and *if* we have the chance to get together or hang out, you will have something else that will take priority. That's the way it will happen.

I feel this way because you never really made an effort in this friendship to begin with. You say you care about me but truthfully, I don't think you do. You cared about what I could do for you, but not about *me,* and certainly not the way I care about you.

I know I told you to ignore what D. says if she tells you what I said because I'd just been hit and was pretty much out of my mind by that point, but the truth is that I do feel that way. I do feel used, I do feel as though we were never friends, and I do feel as though I don't, and never did, mean anything to you at all.

I don't think I can handle going through all of this again. You'd think forty-two miles wouldn't be a big deal for friends, but it is, and you allow it to be. I can't do this. I can't. The wounds never quite go away and each time this happens they get that much deeper.

I know you're still reeling from what happened earlier this week and I know you're very angry and hurting, and I know you're likely to think that I'm abandoning you when you really need me to stick around. But I have feelings too...I was also blindsided, and I am also reeling, angry and hurt by what's happened, and I can't handle the slow collapse of yet another friendship. I am so sorry. I'm sorry about what's happened, and I'm sorry for having to do things this way, but I don't feel I've got any choice anymore.

I don't know what else to say here. I hope things get better for you, and I wish you all the luck I can for the future. But I can't be part of it. Goodbye, sweetie. I will miss you.

Always,
Me
 
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Dear L,

I hope you are under my skin

as deep as I am under yours.

S
 
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Dear K,

I really, really miss you. It just hit me a little while ago.

I will always love you,

Bama
 
Dear S,

Whatever you did, however you did it, thank you from the deepest, darkest part of me.

You are deep inside...

:rose:belle
 
Dear A.S.,

Meeting you was fate, falling in love was destiny...


Loving you takes my breath away.


I love you more now than when we began. I would never have believed it.

forever on my knees...
your slut
 
Dear New Neighbours,

You are a pair of old bright sparks and whilst I often like the kind of music you play, I'm not sure that three in the morning is quite the best time to appreciate Heavy Metal at high volume.

At my age, hearing is not too good, but I have to congratulate the maker of your HiFi. I get every strident chord and bang of the drums with mind-blowing clarity.

I realise that modern methods of housing construction can put some limit upon the way we all live our lives, but I feel that a pair of headphones for both of you might be in order; I'll even buy them for you if it mean I can get some sleep.

sincerely yours,
Grumpy.
 
Dear Stupid Bitch!

YOU CUNT!!! You traded in your Mercedes for a fucking Cadillac without even discussing it with me! WTF!!! I LOVED your Mecedes and now we've got a fucking Caddy???

I don't know if I'm more pissed off because you did it without talking to me first or because you bought a fucking GM!
 
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