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Dear Dom Noir,

I was starting to doubt my purpose in life, but then You reminded me that I only live for You. You are my everything, and the air that I breathe. I would literallly die a horrible and excruciating death (seriously, suffocation sucks) if I didn't have You.

I await Your further instructions for how best to please You.

yourhumbleslaveandevotedservant,
intothewoods
 
Dear J
Thank you for being honest today and telling me how you felt.. =0) It was wonderful.. and I love you more than I can express.... I know you know that... I am excited about tomorrow even though I know it might not happen and if it does I know what I have coming...

love
me
 
Dear D,
I understand your reasons, and you're right. I know that, this couldn't have gone on and this is for the best, it really is. But oh God, does it hurt. I never imagined that anything could hurt like this....


RASCAL FLATTS LYRICS

"What Hurts The Most"

I can take the rain on the roof of this empty house
That don’t bother me
I can take a few tears now and then and just let them out
I’m not afraid to cry every once in a while
Even though going on with you gone still upsets me
There are days every now and again I pretend I’m ok
But that’s not what gets me

What hurts the most
Was being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was tryin’ to do

It’s hard to deal with the pain of losing you everywhere I go
But I’m doin’ It
It’s hard to force that smile when I see our old friends and I’m alone
Still Harder
Getting up, getting dressed, livin’ with this regret
But I know if I could do it over
I would trade give away all the words that I saved in my heart
That I left unspoken

What hurts the most
Is being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was trying to do

What hurts the most
Is being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was trying to do

Not seeing that loving you
That’s what I was trying to do
 
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DomWharfsBitch said:
*HUGS nh...*

Thank You :rose: I just... I don't know how to deal with this. I've never hurt like this before and I don't know how to make it stop. I feel like I can't get a breath, I can't function. I thought it might help if I wrote that. I'm sure he will never see it, but it does make me feel a little bit better.
 
nh23 said:
Thank You :rose: I just... I don't know how to deal with this. I've never hurt like this before and I don't know how to make it stop. I feel like I can't get a breath, I can't function. I thought it might help if I wrote that. I'm sure he will never see it, but it does make me feel a little bit better.

You are welcome....Glad that it helped you to write it..I know you are hurting so badly right now...I hate that for you so bad..Hugs
 
DomWharfsBitch said:
You are welcome....Glad that it helped you to write it..I know you are hurting so badly right now...I hate that for you so bad..Hugs

Thank You so much! :rose: Chicklet recommended that I start a thread here on Lit...and I may. I know there are others who have been through this that can give me very good advice...and it just helps to know that others have moved on. I just need a few days first.
 
Dear "wonderful" Co-Workers,
do you seriously wonder why the company is firing people left and right? do you truly not understand that we are all adults in training for a PROFESSIONAL position and doing things like: (laying in the middle of the floor during break so that everyone has to walk over or around you,talking in "class" while the instructor is trying to teach us, playing jokes on the supervisor,smoking in the bathroom,spitting on the steps) is NOT what professionals do? in the last 3 days we have lost 3 people just in our class alone because of this stupid childish stuff, yet outside when we are on our breaks i hear almost everyone of you saying things like 'wow, they are firing everyone for nothing' or 'wow they are really cracking down' well no kidding! do you think when we get out on that floor and are talking to customers that we are going to be able to "goof off" this way??

we are not in high school. we are all adults (or atleast i thought we were, i'm beginning to wonder about some of you) all of us in this training class are 30 years old or older and yet there are so many of us acting like children. it's frustrating to try and learn all of this in 5 weeks anyway, and then to have to deal with childish crap, it makes it THAT Much more frustrating. sheesh, grow the hell up already! we are half way done with training, so of course they are going to start 'cracking down' on us and making sure we follow the rules, which is something we should have been doing from the beginning! i can't believe so many of you just don't get it...

signed,
your Co-Worker
(who wishes some of you would just grow up)
 
lil_slave_rose said:
Dear "wonderful" Co-Workers,
do you seriously wonder why the company is firing people left and right? do you truly not understand that we are all adults in training for a PROFESSIONAL position and doing things like: (laying in the middle of the floor during break so that everyone has to walk over or around you,talking in "class" while the instructor is trying to teach us, playing jokes on the supervisor,smoking in the bathroom,spitting on the steps) is NOT what professionals do? in the last 3 days we have lost 3 people just in our class alone because of this stupid childish stuff, yet outside when we are on our breaks i hear almost everyone of you saying things like 'wow, they are firing everyone for nothing' or 'wow they are really cracking down' well no kidding! do you think when we get out on that floor and are talking to customers that we are going to be able to "goof off" this way??

we are not in high school. we are all adults (or atleast i thought we were, i'm beginning to wonder about some of you) all of us in this training class are 30 years old or older and yet there are so many of us acting like children. it's frustrating to try and learn all of this in 5 weeks anyway, and then to have to deal with childish crap, it makes it THAT Much more frustrating. sheesh, grow the hell up already! we are half way done with training, so of course they are going to start 'cracking down' on us and making sure we follow the rules, which is something we should have been doing from the beginning! i can't believe so many of you just don't get it...

signed,
your Co-Worker
(who wishes some of you would just grow up)

Rose this made me smile and I wish in some small way at least you could actually express this to them.
 
Hisbabydoll26 said:
Rose this made me smile and I wish in some small way at least you could actually express this to them.

glad i could make you smile ;) and ohhh how i wish i could actually express what i posted to them also, but seeing as how it's the majority of the class i dont' think it would be such a great idea. it's just foolish, and it gets frustrating. i love the Dear X thread......
 
Dear Client-type-person,

You bought this dress on August 26th. My terms of service state payment must be received within 7 days. On the 29th, you requested a quote for upgraded shipping, which I sent within 24 hours. Silence.

I open a UID on Sept 4 (one day later than I usually do), with no response. I got busy this week, and forgot to close the dispute on Tuesday (to get my seller fees back), and as I'm showering this morning I think "Oh yeah - I need to clean up the remnants of that unpaid item thingie..." only to see you finally responded to the dispute... saying "Oops, sorry! I went on vacation! The auction listied an international shipping fee of X, but the second invoice said Y, and why was it so much more expensive? Was the invoice for upgraded shipping? As soon as that whole pesky cost of shipping is cleared up, I'll pay!"

Babe, it's been 17 days, and you still haven't paid. If you'd have freaking PAID for the dress the day you won the auction, it would have been in your freaking hands by now, even without the shipping upgrade. Yopu are 'effing with my bookkeeping. Stop it.

*bangs head on desk*
 
CutieMouse said:
Dear Client-type-person,

[Yada Yada Yada pay your freakin' bill, bitch!]

*bangs head on desk*
CM - stop banging your head on the desk. You're gonna put dents in it. (Antecedent left deliberately vague.)
 
Dear JKC,

I find myself at a loss for words. I wish I could tell you how I feel but I can't describe it. Please be patient with me.

Yours,
KP
 
Dear Co-workers,

I know the queue has been crazy. I know the days are stressful. Give both of these things, I hate to be the one to inform you that we did receive the memo and the rules do indeed apply to you as well as the rest of us.

What this means is you may not drop yourself into "Research" or off the phones while the rest of us follow the rules and keep ourselves available, struggling to keep up with the deluge of calls created by your laziness. What this means is that you get 30 minutes for lunch. Not an hour.. not.. "until I feel like coming back". If I have to inhale my food to get back on the phones, so do you.

Listen, I've been doing this for 8 1/2 years. I know it's stressful. I know the idiots on the other line who close a file without saving and want you to get it back for them make you want to pick up your desk and throw it out the window. However, nothing in your contract says you can change your phone status to be off the phone until you "feel" like taking a call.

What I'd like to tell you is if I catch you doing it again, I will pick *you* up and throw you out the fourth story window and watch with sadistic glee as your body lands with a thud on the ground. Does that sound harsh? Forgive me.. nevermind.. I dont fucking care if you think it's harsh. I'm tired of doing my work AND yours while you pick your butt and complain about how busy you are.

Have a nice day

B.
 
Dear my sweetie play partner,

Oh, how I miss our weekly meeting....I wish I could come to you and be spanked by you, again and again this weekend.

Damn, my family committements......:(

Still, we shall have some fun next weekend....I hope! :D

Love from

your darling pet :kiss:
 
Dear Creepy Old Man in a Ballet Costume,

I have absolutely no idea what in my profile suggests to you that I would be interested in exchanging emails/seeing photos of you in a tutu...

In fact, I am disturbed yet oddly fascinated by the corrupt thought processes in your head that would suggest to you that I might be interested in the creative yet appalling suggestions you made.

I deleted your mail however I did not put you on ignore. To be honest a strange part of me would be curious as to what other horrid images your addled mind dreams up.

Cheers,
Thane
 
Dear happy couple friends of mine,

Please stop dry humping each other every second of the day. When you have company or are out with your friend (me) can you please go five seconds without having to touch and snuggle and giggle and kiss and mainly just remind me of how alone I feel and how much my life sucks?

Friend, when we make plans, can we possibly exclude your lover just one time? Can you please act maybe like you want to hang out with me, instead of making me feel like a third wheel? I'm glad you guys have finally decided it's okay to have another person around after the last year of rejecting invitations because you wanted to spend time together. The honeymoon period is fun, and I understand it. But please, for the love of the stupid disney cartoons one of you seems to obsess over (wtf, friend, you got a disney fan?) please, Please, PLEASE just pay me one minute of attention when we're supposed to hang out.

-the third wheel.
 
Dear 3rd Wheel

Just remember when you find yours, you will have your revenge on them.

The voice of reason and revenge. :p
 
Dear obnoxious assholes,

I know you all think of yourselves as unique snowflake and god's gift to earth, so you'll excuse me if I'm writing a group letter instead of sending you each a personal note. But you are all so depressingly and painfully similar in your dudely sense of entitlement and treatment of women as non-human barbie dolls existing for the sole purpose of being object of pleasures for the dickheads you are that I find it appropriate to address you in a group letter.

Asshole in the subway last night: I appreciate the compliment on my shoes. I do not however appreciate being informed that said shoes make you want to screw me.

Old prick at the grocerie store: I know society has told you otherwise, but it is NOT OK to randomly order women to smile, especially women that you don't know. No, I won't fucking smile, and I don't care to be 'more pretty'. I have other things to do in life (such as grocerie shopping) than being a pretty smily thing for you to look at.

Douchebag on the street that I burned with my coffee: I wish I could say honestly that I'm sorry for having accidently spilled my burning hot coffee on you when you unexpectely gropped my ass. I swear it was an accident: the shock of your agression made me jumped, and your body violently came in the way of my hand holding my coffee. But fuck was that hilarious poetic justice. No, I'm also not sorry I couldn't stop laughing at you while you screamed in burning pain. That'll teach you asshole not to assault women.

Jerk who had the waitress bring me a drink from you: Offering me a drink does NOT guarantee you the privilege of my conversation and/or undisputable access to my cunt. Especially when I politely decline the drink. Your expensive car parked in front of the patio does not guarantee said privileges either.

Clueless and scary asshat who followed me from the subway station to my house: Neither the fact that you find me pretty nor your burning desire to inform me of such at the moment I'm opening the door of my home makes your stalking behavior less scary or more welcome. No I won't cool down, and get the fuck off before I call the cops.

Stupid straight dude who invaded a queer-women club at Pride: Well yes I'm a 'fucking dyke'. What clued you on? The fact that this was a Pride event? The fact that you were in a dyke club? The fact that I was dancing with my girl? Or was it my not-so-polite refusal to your invitation for a threesome?

Asshole colleague and office-mate: I know, I'm such a bitch. How could I not understand that you meant it as a compliment when you told me that it is such a waste for a pretty girl like me to not be straight.

Fratboys on the beach: I understand your need for jerking off material and do not wish to censure your access to such material. But no, I don't want you to take pictures of me, and no, I won't take off my top for your viewing pleasures.

Disgusting faculty member in my department: My complaining about the lack of funding and financial assistance for grad students does NOT mean I want to fuck you in exchange for a 'research contract'.

And because being rude and offensive is not a privilege exlusive to men, a special note to some of the 'bi-curious' women who've approached or contacted me to be their 'first woman': I'm really happy for you that you are discovering another facet of your sexuality and I encourage you in pursuing your sexual exploration. I also understand that it is not always easy to find someone with whom to fulfill your desires, and that the queer community is often not very welcoming of bisexuals. But maybe if you could treat me like a human being rather than a prop to satisfy your fantasie, I would be more inclined to fucking you. Yes I am sexually attracted to women. No, it doesn't mean that because you are a woman who wants to 'try' a woman that I necessarily want to fuck you. It would help too if you could stop stereotyping me and telling me that you want to 'experience the softness of a woman'. I'm a fucking sadist forchristsake! And one last thing: no, your husband can't watch or join. I'm sorry that I didn't made that clear enough when I wrote that "I am not interested in playing with couples, unless you are both women".

Sincerely,
DB
 
Ah the softness of a woman line.

I suggest faceslapping and violent fisting as your first erotic whispers.

I'm all for threesomes with your husband as long as they involve him whimpering under stilettos.
 
Netzach said:
Ah the softness of a woman line.

I suggest faceslapping and violent fisting as your first erotic whispers.

I was going for faceslapping and violent face-fucking. Close enough.

Netzach said:
I'm all for threesomes with your husband as long as they involve him whimpering under stilettos.

I'm not averse to threesomes (especially ones involving that kind of scenario), except when I specify that I'm not interested in a threesome.
 
Dear stupid employer.

In recent months, you've moved me around so much, even I'm unsure of what I make now. Your yellow attitude towards defending me against the big client got me moved the last time. In that move, I lost $.85 an hour. Why I have to suffer the pay loss for no fault of my own I'll never know. But, being one of your company policies, I have to deal with it.

But, with the $.75 differential that this new post pays, that lost amount is nearly made up. Lucky for me that differential is there. It's the only post in the whole system that pays it. Was it a coincidence that I was moved there?

But, because of another of your stupid rules and policies, that differential isn't in a vacation check, so I am force to take nearly a $100 loss on my vacation pay. And what makes it all worse is you don't even seem to care that you didn't stand up for me when I needed you to. "That's just the way it is," you said. Everything is so matter of fact with you. No fault on your part, and no blame.

Needless to say, it isn't really a vacation when I have to worry about making sure the bills are paid during that time. And to make matters worse, my vacation check was wrong.

I called you on it and you said the remaining amount (nearly $400) would be on my next check. So, I patiently waited for the next check, like a good trusting employee.

Another check came, but because you don't itemize your checks with any real consecutive pattern, I couldn't tell what that check was for. I'm guessing it was a normal week's pay from before my vacation, because of the amount it was. But, because of your stupid pay system, where a week starts at midnight on Friday night, I'm still at a loss to understand it sometimes.

But, even though your hieroglyphics somewhat confused me, I know what I should make and you missed one day...that's 8 hours you still owe me for that check. And I haven't forgotten about the 4 hours of overtime you changed to 3.5, either. Didn't think I'd notice that, did you?

And, you still owe me for the missing amount of my vacation check that you said would be on the next check. And I don't know why I thought you would make sure that happened. Maybe because I'm doing a job for you and as a good employee I deserve at least that much consideration? Nah...that's just too much to ask, isn't it.

After all, these are only mistakes, right? I don't know how you think someone is suppose to survive with your stupid mistakes. And I really hate having to watch to make sure I get paid as much as I'm suppose to. I'd really like to trust that my employer is honest enough to pay me what I'm entitled to, but I just can't give you that much credit.

Maybe I shouldn't go into this, because it will just piss me off even more but remember just about 10 days ago, when your new office employee terminated me by mistake. I was then required to go to the police station and get reinstated on the books while ON MY VACATION TIME.

The reason your new employee said she made the mistake? She saw that my name, and the person's name she was SUPPOSED to have termiated both started with a W. That was the only connection between the two names. She even admitted it.

You know...this termination thing isn't new to me. You did the same thing to me four years ago. A different employee, a different time and a different reason, but with the same result. I'm really getting tired of trips to the police station for your people's fucking mistakes. What kind of stupid idiots are you people hiring down there? Can't you find at least one who can do a job without making a mistake?

And just so you know...I'm keeping track of what you owe me. I'm not one of those that will just blow the situation off because it's too involved to deal with. I will get what I'm owed. You can count on that.

I'm very much a pest when it comes to what you owe me. And, although it's getting a little bit involved, I've gotten very good at knowing what might happen and actually come to expect it as what will happen.

Anyway, I just want you to know that if I could find another job, I'd be gone from this hellish hole in a heartbeat. And, one of these days, I'm gonna be gone. And I think my blood pressure will actually go back down to normal, when that day comes.

But, all you'll care about is the spot where you need to hire another warm body...new meat that doesn't know about your many company policies, rules and errors. It will take him a while to get it all figured out. Just think of the cash you can screw him out of, until he figures it all out.
 
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Dear Daddy,

Happy Birthday! Five more weeks and I will be delivering your present in person.

I can't wait, I need you.
 
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