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Dear Nov. 1:

Please come quickly, please be good, and please let it be all I wish it to be.

-me
 
Dear Nov. 1:

Please come quickly, please be good, and please let it be all I wish it to be.

-me

Dear FC

I hope this is what I think it is.. Ill be praying for you ..

and crossing my fingers and i want a DETAILED account of it.. hahahah
 
Dear x,

it was so good seeing you. But I have to say with regards to the L thing, you have it wrong. Very wrong. Yet if I have said that previously I can understand why you have misunderstood. I do need it and want it, but it doesn't have to mean anything other than the concept itself.
RE the M thing, well I am not sure how I feel about that to be perfectly honest. For starters I have never asked for it, or said that is my desire. However now that it has been said I am not sure how I feel. I like options. I would prefer it to be undecided. As I have always maintained I like my dreams. Please don't keep insisting on taking them away. Particularly when unprompted. It lforces me in one direction and not one I want to go in.

Me.
 
Dear mind and body,

You are so complicated! Hormones, chemicals, what I eat, how much I sleep all seem to affect my anxiety level and emotions. It's nuts. I would like to stop crying over Fresh Air podcasts about Jack Black and his FIL and how much they all love each other. Is it something weird causing this, or have I officially turned into my mother? If it's the latter, wow.

loveandkisses,
itw
 
Dear thieving taxi driver,

I hope you get hit by the motherfucking train YOU CUNT!!!!!!!

:mad::mad::mad:


Would kill you myself if I was there now you bastard!!
 
Dear X,

How the hell did you get the idea that I was interested in you? I've been avoiding you like the plague (no offense meant plague) for the past 8 weeks. When you try to touch me, I shy away, and the day you messed with my hair and back, it took me hours to un-tense, and I yelled at you for doing it...how does that add up to me being interested? You say you understand why I said no....well, let me say here what my nature will NOT let me say to your face. I don't care if you are going into the military, there is only one guy I would consider dating through that, and you are most certainly not he. I do not find you attractive at all. You make my skin crawl when you try to touch me, and I may ask Ghost to start intervening, because I just want you to leave me alone! Don't touch me, that's reserved for people I actually want to do so. Don't try to touch my things, it just leads to me having to touch you to pry them out of your grasp, which pisses me right the hell off. Don't ask for me to call you, or answer when you call me. It's none of your damn business who I am or am not with. LEAVE ME ALONE or I will get someone to MAKE you lay off. I don't need your shit in addition to all that I already have to deal with everyday...so please, just go away and go off to the navy already...you make me so uncomfortable that I dread being around you.
 
Dear X ...... Well well well .. I certainly am smiling, laughing, giggling .. whatever. My mood has improved ...

Dear .... My goodness .... my annoyance ... my frustration .. my human side .. my heart, my head .... my everything close and dear to me ... I wish you were more laid back, I wish you knew what you were doing ... who you were doing how you were doing it ... But hey, considering, you're doing a semi-decent job!

Dear ...... Thank you for your chatter and friendship ... it helps alot to have someone to talk to who understands this ... and knows this. :)

Dear sleep ... please come easier tonight, tomorrow is a nasty day, and I really wanna enjoy some of you tonight.
 
Dear X,

I just don't see how we will remain friends. It seems like you immediately try to find something about me to pick on to make yourself feel better. I don't know how to respond to those things because you're so subtle about it but I know what you are doing. If it's not that, you will get angry with me for still being able to be your ex's friend. You didn't deny that one thing. Yet that is why you want your ex to be punished by everyone. Please get help. I don't trust you. I don't trust your intentions or what you're saying. I don't think that makes me a very good friend. I wonder if you've taken a pill or had a couple of drinks. I hope I will have the strength to always stop you when you try to say something about your ex. I cannot get caught in the middle of that any longer. You will not use me in that game.
 
Dear Credit Card Company:
I mailed my first $600 payment today. I am going to be rid of your card within four months. It's not you... it's me. I feel like we have drifted apart over the years. We have different goals and aspirations. I'm sorry it had to end like this.

Dear Credit Card Company #2:
You're co-dependent and have multiple-personality-disorder. I strongly suggest you seek professional help. I'm cutting you off as soon as I can. Sure, it is going to take some time for us to reach a $0 balance - but it's coming. You accuse me of cheating on you with Credit Card Company #1, and maybe I have. But at least #1 thanks me every time I send them a check. Every time I talk to you, we end up in a heated argument. Let's face it, this relationship has lasted MUCH longer than it should have.
 
Dear Self:

Just because you CAN do something doesn't mean you should.

(I know you won't listen anyway)

-me
 
Dear Sweetheart,

i know You're gonna be reading this in the morning and i just wanted You to know that i'll be dreaming about You...like always. i wish You were here with me. i miss You so much. And i love You even more. You are my happiness. <3

All my love Forever,
Your sweetie
 
Dear FC

I hope this is what I think it is.. Ill be praying for you ..

and crossing my fingers and i want a DETAILED account of it.. hahahah

Not sure if it is or not, but don't worry, you'll get a very detailed account. :)
 
Dear G,
When you read this don't be shocked.

Thank you!
- for being my online friend for 1.5 years
- for being there to hear me when my husband was ill
- for being there to comfort me when he died
- for not asking me to stay the first night we met RT
- for saying you would be my teacher
- for helping me move
- for accepting my heart
- for showing me love
- for showing me my masochist
- for showing my my submission to you
- for helping me become a better Domme
- for helping me through my grief
- for listening when I am down
- for being patient while I work through my issues with poly
- for listening when I am pissy because I can't think things through
- for reading my private LJ and giving feedback with out judgement
- for touching my heart and soul
- for giving me the gift of the cutting on my leg and the meaning behind it
- for listening to me cry on the phone for whatever reason
- for holding me tight when we are together
- for making me feel beautiful
- for making me feel loved again
- for introducing me to some of your Leather family - I found my place
- for accepting me into your life - even though I complicate things
- for letting me in your heart
- there are so many more things I could put here..this list goes on.

I only wish to someday be able to do for you half the things you have done for me. I can give you the gift of knowing I will always try to make you happy. I will always try to give you the love and family you want and deserve.

I owe you more than you will ever know.

yours as you please
 
Dear m,

I nearly followed you today. As I drove back in the car I was so tempted to fill my case and follow. I still am.

I think things are pretty clear here. I just need to work out what to do now.

You asked me if I was here for that reason and I told you yes I was. It was then it hit me how much I have done, how much effort I have made. All for that reason. How hard it is to be told constantly what is unlikely to happen, rather than hopes or desires. How hearing those normal words that most people take for granted is like getting blood out of a stone for me. How strange that should be the case when I myself, am so full of love and dreams.

Whoever said romance is dead hadn't met me! lol. Because romance has never truly existed in my world, when I think about it. Maybe once a very long time ago. I only seem to meet people with a penchant for harsh truths or realities or those who would never dream of wasting dreams or futures on me.

I still believe though.......one day.

It made me think about what I have, and subsequently the decisions that need making.

I love you very much, you are my anchor and I will count the days until I see you again.......wherever that may be. Leave it with me and I will do what I need to do.

I miss you already

xx
 
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Dear Sweetheart,

i know You're gonna be reading this in the morning and i just wanted You to know that i'll be dreaming about You...like always. i wish You were here with me. i miss You so much. And i love You even more. You are my happiness. <3

All my love Forever,
Your sweetie

Dear sweetie,

Thank you. you made Me smile this morning. :) I miss you so much. It was hard going to bed without your voice to lull Me to sleep. I love you so much. :heart::rose: I can't wait til you awake so I can talk to you again. :)

Love Forever,
Sweetheart :kiss:
 
Dear M.

I can hardly wait to spend the evening with you tonight. I know we will have a wonderful time.

Until then-

*molest*

Me
 
Dear Ghost,

Ok, so having your car break down on the way home from school wasn't the most ideal way of spending time with you, but hell, I'm not going to complain. Time is time, and I know you're going to be gone by next fall anyhow. You're part of the reason I'm thinking of staying in Missouri for now, you know. Your dad even let slip when he came to get us that you told him I was cute...and apparently other things I'm not allowed to know...but that's ok. I'll either learn in time, or I'll live with not knowing. I have two promises from you of spending time doing things we enjoy, and possibly a third and fourth depending on circumstances in our futures. I almost told you that I was always going to be waiting for you today, but I just said there were one or two that I would accept right now. It's the same as it usually is again...the one (s) I actually want attention from are claimed or oblivious, and the ones I wish would leave me alone are interested. Irony is a bitch. I wore what you wanted me to today, and the whistle you let out with a sigh as I walked in the door past you made the discomfort well worth it. You've even admitted to wanting to make me happy with something I confided in you. I cherish your words and your voice every day. And I beg and plead that this not be the last time I see you every day. All good things must and do come to an end, far too quickly for our tastes. So please...let me shadow you when I can, and let me have the illusion that just maybe...she and you won't make it...and maybe I can have at least a day where I belong to you. Even though I'm sure you'd rather it be the other way around...but that's where give and take comes in.

That lake would be perfect my ghostly love. All the things I can never say or do are in my eyes and on my lips and carved into my heart. To steal an extra-sappy line from a song..."It is you I have wanted, All Along."

~Ria
 
Dear Brian:

It's hard to believe I met someone who was my opposite in so many ways that I could still get along with. As we talked, I grew up, but you were old enough and had already matured, so only I seemed to change... You were able to sit and watch every one of my rises, shortcomings, dealt with the stupid depressions and problems that I got into. Stupidly, I let it build up and exploded at you for no reason. I know I always felt guilty about it afterwards, and you knew me anyway. You knew I didn't want to upset or hurt you, so you never dwelled on it. You knew I wasn't ever really angry at you, and you stayed patient through it. You keep saying I'm one of the "few people" who can stand you... You've stayed with me through success, failures, and all I've been able to do is watch yours. No matter how much I want and try to help, you remain independant. You helped me make it through everything... Now, when you have someone you finally love, the one person we both know is right for you, let me help you, damnit. Everyone you meet doesn't see who you really are, only a sarcastic mask. She sees you, and so do I. Let me help you when you finally found who's perfect for you, especially after I have. It feels like I'm teasing you. >.<

~Kiko... Heh. You still haven't stopped calling me by the nickname we met as.
 
Dear sweetie,

Thank you. you made Me smile this morning. :) I miss you so much. It was hard going to bed without your voice to lull Me to sleep. I love you so much. :heart::rose: I can't wait til you awake so I can talk to you again. :)

Love Forever,
Sweetheart :kiss:

Dear Sweetheart,

If You go look up "perfect" in the dictionary, i'm sure You'll find Your name and picture. ^__^ i love You so much.

Loveeee,
sweetie
 
Dear X,

wish I could make a wish and bring you here to me NOW. I want to love every inch of you. Need to taste every part of your body, again. I want to get lost in your eyes, consumed by your kiss. Wish you could lay down beside me and feel my body crying for you. I want us to get lost in each other. Touching, exploring, tasting...

Its a motherfucker without you here! I cannot find my sleep and when I finaly do I dream bad dreams. Miss You. Wish I could lay down beside you and find my sleep in the warmth of your big loving arms.

Love you Daddy. Cannot wait to have you back here, again!!!!!!!! :eek::eek::eek:


~KT :kiss::heart:
 
Dear X,

I am not sure where to begin here. I have many conflicting feelings about you. Part of me loves you. Part of me soars when you are around, when you pay me attention. I adore you in a way I have never adored a man in my life. I would walk to the end of the earth for you. Even now, after everything, I would still do that.

Part of me fears and hates you, too, because that love I feel makes me vulnerable. And it makes me vulnerable because you are the most magnificent man I have ever met. You fulfil me in ways nobody else ever has been able to. And it makes me vulnerable because you are a player who would not know loyalty or any kind of real love if either of those things up and bit you in the ass, because you are narcissistic and emotionally retarded in a fundamental way.

I hate you, because you make me a victim for loving you. Loving you means I --will-- get hurt. Loving you is doomed to failure. It can't work, and never will. You made that very plain, and at least you can be honest about that. I cannot be, on that point, not wholly honest. I lie to myself about it, maybe to keep the fantasy that you love me back alive a little longer.

I hate you for lying to me. You lied before. You are lying to me now. How many women have heard those same words you speak to me, how many share those adorable pet names, the lovely things you say? How many are stooping to pick up the crumbs you throw, even now?

What am I to you, really? I will tell you, and it is the plain truth no matter what you tell me, no matter what you tell yourself: I am just a booty call. So are they, all the other women you've tricked into believing they are the special ones, that they are the ones secretly valued above all others in some special, special way. How many of them are there now? I don't know. Your best lies are always by omission.

What I do know is that you hurt me when you lie, when you make me peripheral, when you make it so very obvious that despite all your words I really mean very little to you. Very little. I am and always have been a rest-stop you use when you are tired of hauling ass on the highway between one lover and another. I am the fantasy you pick up and put down like a dirty magazine.

I am less than I am, when I am with you. I become a victim, and a willing one. I become one of those pathetic women I despise so much for being stupid and weak, who stay with the men who hurt them because they fool themselves into hoping one day their man will change, that love alone will make the man who hurts them turn himself around and see the light and be a good man after all.

Christ, it's sick-making. Loving you makes me hate myself.

All these things said, I love you. God help me. I can't stop loving you and with all my heart I wish things were not as they are. With every fibre of my being I wish you were here with me, and we were happy, and I was worthy of your love and that you were worthy of mine. I will never meet anyone like you in this life again.

Soon, I will have to end all contact because I am too proud to let myself be that kind of woman I despise. And I won't have to love you or hate you anymore. We can never be friends because you don't know how to be my friend, and I don't know how to be yours.

But until then I will do what I can to make you happy. I will soar and suffer in your company, thrive in the shade you cast when you stop by, and enjoy the lies we tell to each other and to ourselves.

God willing, in another life we will both be different creatures.


- LBM
 
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Dear x,

I wish I was your favourite girl
I wish you thought I was the reason you are in the world
I wish my smile was your favourite kind of smile
I wish the way that I dressed was your favourite kind of style

I wish you couldn't figure me out
But you always wanna know what I was about
I wish you'd hold my hand
When I was upset
I wish you'd never forget
The look on my face when we first met

I wish you had a favourite beauty spot
That you loved secretly
'Cause it was on a hidden bit
That nobody else could see
Basically, I wish that you loved me
I wish that you needed me
I wish that you knew when I said two sugars,
Actually I meant three

I wish that without me your heart would break
I wish that without me you'd be spending the rest of your nights awake
I wish that without me you couldn't eat
I wish I was the last thing on your mind before you went to sleep

Look, all I know is that you're the nicest thing I've ever seen
And I wish that we could see if we could be something
Yeah I wish that we could see if we could be something


I wish that if this is important to you that you will show me how
 
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