Dear X:

[Many Feathers]

Lmao...

Dear AH:

I snagged this from the HT Cafe because it was such an entertaining idea, and a way to vent at the same time (thank you BlueSugar). Write as many letters as you like; get it out of your system. You'll feel better.

Cloudy

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Dear Soon-to-be Ex-Husband:

Were you always such an asshole? Funny, I don't remember you acting the way you have been when I think back to when we were dating. You were nice; you were considerate, you seemed to care about what I thought.

Was that real? Did you change? Are you just a terrific actor, and have always been such a jerk? Or was I just blind as a fucking bat?

It's important. I want to know if my judgement has some fatal flaw so that I can avoid relationships altogether in the future.

Did you know that, although you work and provide well, you really have no other redeeming qualities? Just wanted to let you know.

I love all my children, but sometimes I wish the youngest had never been born, because the thought of being tied to you for the rest of my life with even the flimsiest of connections makes me physically ill.

I pray for an industrial accident every day.

Not yours for much longer,

Cloudy

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Dear Neighbors Behind Us,

The three grandchildren you have custody of spend more time over here with us than they do with you. They no longer bother to knock on the door; they help themselves to whatever they like in the refrigerator and the cupboards; and they've become a permanent fixture in our backyard.

I don't mind, even though I really don't want to raise three more in addition to the three I already have. They're nice, well-behaved kids.

No, I don't mind them. It's your behavior that is atrocious.

I found out yesterday that you have a birthday party planned for one of the kids sometime this afternoon. Your sorry-ass, good-for-nothing daughter that you took the kids from took the time and trouble to tell my son yesterday that the kids wouldn't be able to play with him today because you were having a birthday party, and she and your husband made a point to tell my 6-year-old that he wasn't invited.

There is a special place in hell reserved for people like you. How dare you.

If it wasn't for the fact that it would hurt my child, I would tell you and the rest of your family to...

fuck off and die,

Cloudy

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Dear Legos Corporation,

Please stop production of your sets aimed at children the age of my youngest son. He has more than he will ever need, and those fucking things hurt when you step on them as you head for the bathroom in the middle of the night.

That, in turn, causes a stream of swearing so blue it would make a sailor blush, and it isn't a pleasant way to wake the rest of the family.

Thank you for your attention to this matter,

Cloudy

Boy am I tempted to post one. But I am trying to behave.

 

[CWatson]

Dear body,

Why does my crotch smell of plaster?? The world wonders.

sincerely,
~your you

 

[Katyusha]

Dear bitch,

You are NOT going to continue to get away with this. When they come to meet with you (and they WILL come to meet with you), I hope they not only rip you a new one or three, but that they also tell you that they're moving us to where you can't do this to us anymore. We DO NOT work for you, get that through your concrete skull right now. We don't work for you, we don't serve only you, you are not our first priority. And we are NOT why your rentals are down 50% from this time last year.

Oh...and I hope he manages to rake you through the coals on his appeal process. Since you don't give a crap about anybody but yourself then you can't possibly understand that you've likely ruined him and his family. They'll lose their house, they'll lose everything, and you don't care. But why should you? As long as you've got that ridiculously-priced piece of crap you live in and you're still raking in the dough even though your rentals are half what they were, what does it matter if you destroy someone?

Cunt.

Sincerely,
Me

 

[xssve]

Dear self centered sociopath -

Thanks for talking me into letting you take the kids for the summer, calling child services on us in what I can only presume was you drunken attempt at initiating a custody battle, then calling me Twenty Four hours after I dropped them off to tell me you can't handle it (Surprise! To you maybe), and never want to see them again - and thanks so very much for making sure to lay all that on Alex, I'm sure it'll do him a world of good in the long years to come.

Thorazine, try it.

 

[CrimsonMaiden]

Dear X,

This is the last time I bend over backwards to try and fix something. Yes, I made a (minor) mistake, but I owned up to and apologized profusely and did everything I could to make it right. Besides that, you were not the one who was the victim of the whole situation in the first place. I was the one who was lied to. I was the one who got blindsided by the truth. You knew what was going on all along because you were a part of it. I'm sorry you got "caught in the middle" but you put yourself there when you decided to befriend him and talk to him for hours on end while he was at work.

If you can't handle a measly few days of uncomfortableness while I deal with being lied to, then that's your problem. If you are willing to give up the possibility of what could have been a really good couples friendship over something this minor that only involved you indirectly, then I am glad because I don't think you would have ended up being a very good friend.

Oh, and you aren't so important that you could ever be categorized as the "other woman". Bitch, please. He doesn't even think you are pretty.

 

[slyc_willie]

My Intended;

We've talked about marriage. It's a romantic and symbolic idea for us, something to think wistfully upon. We've talked about getting married on a beach, in bare feet and wearing white. We've talked about a cathedral wedding, maybe hosted at the church in my little hometown in Germany. We've talked about so many things regarding our future.

One of those 'things' has been the idea of not getting married at all. We've both been there, and both of our marriages ended in pain and heartbreak and even tragedy. That makes me think about the nobility of marriage.

I have this nagging fear that, were we to stand before a judge, share a name, the responsibility of our life together would be taken from us and placed in the hands of bureaucracy. There is something about that which bothers me. It is as if our desire to be together would be imposed upon us.

I think it more meaningful that we look back upon our life twenty, thirty, forty or more years and know that we stayed together because we wanted to.

Because we truly love one another.

I believe we were intended to be together; we don't need some mundane slip of paper to prove that. I think of you as my wife, our daughter as my own. That's enough for me. That's what's important.

Signed,
Your husband in spirit.

 

[SumLightCat]

Dear Insecure Commanding Woman,

I know you have trust issues, self-esteem issues and whatnot issues. That doesn't matter, you're not going to control my life. I see only one thing in our future if we stay together: I drown myself in red, red wine and you get what you crave, the illusion of control.

Things don't go that way.

Yrs truly.

 

[Handley_Page]

Dear GM,

whilst I appreciate that you may have many things to deal with at present, I really would appreciate the "Construction Instructions" and "operating manual" for your latest kit project.
I enclose a picture for the purposes of identification:-

.

 

[SumLightCat]

Dear GM,

whilst I appreciate that you may have many things to deal with at present, I really would appreciate the "Construction Instructions" and "operating manual" for your latest kit project.
I enclose a picture for the purposes of identification:-

.

That looks like a yugo.

 

[loneflame]

Dear Mom,

I date women. On a regular basis. You have met everyone of my girlfriends and you like them better than the men I bring home. Yet you continue to tell me it's just a phase. I wish you could just be happy for me.

I love her.

*****

Dear Father of my child

I understand why your ex doesn't let you see your daughter. I don't want you anywhere near my son. I'm just glad he doesn't remember you. But what am I supposed to tell him when he gets older and asks who his father is?
You spend all day saving lives and putting people back together... What about us?

I wish I could hate you.

*****
Dear Baby Brother

I'm going to miss you.

 

[CWatson]

dear loneflame,

Welcome to the Lit boards.

~C


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Dear person-I-am-interested-in,
...Or, maybe, Dear World,

I am quite familiar with the stereotypical artist thing where the person gets really involved in their creative process and just shuts out the world. I've done it myself a time or two. But... Now?

Oh well. I guess if I can handle her doing that during only-the-second-week-we're-friends, I guess I can handle anything.



~C

 

[Katyusha]

Dear People,

I can't explain how unneeded, unwanted, unnecessary, used, and just plain worthless I feel. You want me there for...whatever you want me for, but if I want you around or I need you, you're nowhere to be found. "I decided to hang out with friends for the evening." "I had to be somewhere." "I decided I needed to finish this," and so on and so forth. Oh sure, I get the usual canned apologies, but I doubt they're sincere. I get the same excuses every time. And before you go off on me, I'm talking about breaking plans at the last minute, or just flat-out not showing up and then telling me why later. Saying that you'll call and then not doing it. In short, saying you'll do something and then not doing it.

But heaven forbid I should ever blow you off like that. Any of you. I hate to think of the wrath I'd have to endure if I did something that terrible. You'll never understand what it's like. I am yours, as a friend or as whatever I am to you, but am I the same? I don't think so. And you say you understand but I don't think you do, because if you did, you would stop.

I don't know how to quit any of you. But believe me, one day, when I figure it out, you'll want me for something or need me for something and I won't be there. THEN, perhaps, you'll finally get it, and if you don't, you'll at least get that you drove me away.

Sadly, Angrily,
--Me

PS I know! How's about let's just not talk at all? Starting now. How does that sound?

 

[TheeGoatPig]

Dear People,

I can't explain how unneeded, unwanted, unnecessary, used, and just plain worthless I feel. You want me there for...whatever you want me for, but if I want you around or I need you, you're nowhere to be found. "I decided to hang out with friends for the evening." "I had to be somewhere." "I decided I needed to finish this," and so on and so forth. Oh sure, I get the usual canned apologies, but I doubt they're sincere. I get the same excuses every time. And before you go off on me, I'm talking about breaking plans at the last minute, or just flat-out not showing up and then telling me why later. Saying that you'll call and then not doing it. In short, saying you'll do something and then not doing it.

But heaven forbid I should ever blow you off like that. Any of you. I hate to think of the wrath I'd have to endure if I did something that terrible. You'll never understand what it's like. I am yours, as a friend or as whatever I am to you, but am I the same? I don't think so. And you say you understand but I don't think you do, because if you did, you would stop.

I don't know how to quit any of you. But believe me, one day, when I figure it out, you'll want me for something or need me for something and I won't be there. THEN, perhaps, you'll finally get it, and if you don't, you'll at least get that you drove me away.

Sadly, Angrily,
--Me

PS I know! How's about let's just not talk at all? Starting now. How does that sound?

I know exactly how you feel, and it feels like shit when people treat you like that. I finally had to say "enough" and get the hell away from them.

*hugs*

I hope you can find the real friends that you need and deserve.

 

[Katyusha]

I know exactly how you feel, and it feels like shit when people treat you like that. I finally had to say "enough" and get the hell away from them.

*hugs*

I hope you can find the real friends that you need and deserve.

I hope I do too. Some are...but they're fewer and farther between than I thought they were.

 

[Katyusha]

Dear X,

I didn't hear from you this afternoon so for now I'm going to assume that no news is good news. Or at least isn't *bad* news. I hope that you get this job, I know it's along the lines of what you want to do with your life and I know you and your family desperately need this. You deserve to have something go your way for once. I'll continue sending good thoughts your way and I hope to hear good news from you soon.

Sincerely,
Me

 

[Lady_Guenivere]

Dear X,

You have no idea how much you will be missed.
Reality bites.

xo

 

[lesbiaphrodite]

Dear X,

You think so highly of yourself. But, if you saw yourself for what you really are, you would hide in your closet and never show your face again.

LA

 

[Vermilion]

Dear People reading applications,

Please let me have said the right thing. Please give me a chance. Please interview me - I'd be *great* at that job and it would suit me so so well. C'mon, I'll work so hard, I promise.
x
V

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Dear other people on the job-finding site,
I hope you're all having a lovely summer, enjoying this weather and *completely* forgetting to check in to the job site until I've bagged this job.
x
V

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Dear Friends, Romans, Litizens,
Wish me well. I want this job. Just applying for it has made me feel better about myself. I could use a bit more of that right now. Send me a good thought, if you wouldn't mind, and let's see if I can get this, yeah?
x
V

 

[Guest]

Dear Friends, Romans, Litizens,
Wish me well. I want this job. Just applying for it has made me feel better about myself. I could use a bit more of that right now. Send me a good thought, if you wouldn't mind, and let's see if I can get this, yeah?
x
V

I am overflowing with good thoughts, V.

I offer them to you, and wish you luck and job search success!

 

[Vermilion]

I am overflowing with good thoughts, V.

I offer them to you, and wish you luck and job search success!

Dear S,
Bless you. With all the stuff you have on your plate right now that means more from you than from most. <hugs>
x
V

 

[Katyusha]

Dear Vermilion,

I will be keeping my fingers crossed for you. I know what it's like to find a job that fits you so well and be on pins and needles forever while you're waiting to hear from them, and I know what it's like to hope everyone else is forgetting to check their emails and their voicemails and the job sites so that they won't be competition while you're sitting on pins and needles. So I'm sending all my good thoughts towards you for this.

Sincerely,
Kat

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Dear CWatson,

I LOVE your new AV.

--Kat

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Dear X,

Don't expect me to answer my phone if you ever deign to call me again.

Sincerely,
Me

 

[voluptuary_manque]

Dear Vermillion,
Perhaps I should come up with a job dance? The last time I tried a rain dance we 'bout near got washed out to sea!

flars:

http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii177/1volupturary_manque/b-dayflowers.jpg

 

[CWatson]

Dear CWatson,

I LOVE your new AV.

--Kat

Dear Kat,

Enjoy it while it lasts, I'll probably trade it out around 700 posts or so. Back to boring old pictures-of-naked-women after that.

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Dear people-who-read-my-stories,

Wow. Why? I post 12 chapters and I get very little response--maybe four e-mails per chapter, at most. But then I post the last chapters and I get floods of correspondence: 6 for Ch.13, 19 for the last one. Did the writing quality increase or something? Was it the comfort-food aspect of the happy ending? Or is that just how people are?

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Dear other-writers-on-this-site,

Is that the pattern you notice when you post extended stories? Trickles of commentary at the beginning, scads at the end?

 

[oggbashan]

Dear other-writers-on-this-site,

Is that the pattern you notice when you post extended stories? Trickles of commentary at the beginning, scads at the end?

Sometimes. But I never really get scads. 2 or 3 is about the average number of PCs and Feedback I get for any story.

I get more when I haven't ended the story, asking for me to finish it, please.

I get far more when I put the story in the wrong category, or in Loving Wives.

Og

 

[Vermilion]

Dear Vermilion,

I will be keeping my fingers crossed for you. I know what it's like to find a job that fits you so well and be on pins and needles forever while you're waiting to hear from them, and I know what it's like to hope everyone else is forgetting to check their emails and their voicemails and the job sites so that they won't be competition while you're sitting on pins and needles. So I'm sending all my good thoughts towards you for this.

Sincerely,
Kat

Dear Kat,

I've been reading about all your job woes -- hope they improve soonest. I was day dreaming about peanut butter Ghirandelli chocolate the other day and started humming Country songs automatically. They are nopw inextricably linked in my head. That was a good xmas present, for me to still be thinking about it/enjoying it in July
Maybe a round of "She thinks my tractor's sexy" will bring me job luck... <hums along>
x
V

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Dear Bear,
Fleurs - my fave. You doll. Wouldn;t mind a deluge of job offers... deluge of monies would be better <looks hopeful>
x
V