Dear X:

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Dear L.

Yes, yes, yes, a thousand times yes. My hands, your collar. My words, your rope. My eyes, your gag. Mine, just as much as I am yours. Daddy misses you, every day.
 
Dear holiday depression,
I never know when you'll arrive at my door
arms full of brightly-wrapped regret and
fresh-baked taking-stock.
But there you are.

How was the traffic?

Sure, you can sleep on the sofa for a few days.
But do some dishes, okay?
And please pick up the wrappers
from the thought spirals
you eat all night, reality shows droning.

You reminded me of this article. It's been on my mind lately.
 
Dear asshole;

Yes, the guy is an asshole, and yes, you sure did point it out.

But it doesn't mean that you are miraculously not an asshole yourself.
 
Has anyone ever met a "Really Nice Guy" who whines about being single ALL THE TIME and then suddenly, he shows his true colors and you're like...Oh.

THAT's why you can't get a girlfriend. You're actually an asshole!

Yeah. That JUST happened to me. :rolleyes:
 
Has anyone ever met a "Really Nice Guy" who whines about being single ALL THE TIME and then suddenly, he shows his true colors and you're like...Oh.

THAT's why you can't get a girlfriend. You're actually an asshole!

Yeah. That JUST happened to me. :rolleyes:
I bet it's all YOUR fault, too. :rolleyes:
 
Has anyone ever met a "Really Nice Guy" who whines about being single ALL THE TIME and then suddenly, he shows his true colors and you're like...Oh.

THAT's why you can't get a girlfriend. You're actually an asshole!

Yeah. That JUST happened to me. :rolleyes:

Have you ever met a girl who's a cunt and couldn't take a complete and OBVIOUS joke?

Oh yes, all of you have. And NONE of you like her. Because she's a bitch.
 
I bet it's all YOUR fault, too. :rolleyes:

How'd you guess? :rolleyes:

Have you ever met a girl who's a cunt and couldn't take a complete and OBVIOUS joke?

Oh yes, all of you have. And NONE of you like her. Because she's a bitch.

I'm proud of being a cunt. So you're going to have to come up with a better insult than that, Chucklehead.

And guess what? These two girls that you claim don't like me? They're my friends and they like the fact that I'm a cunt, too.

FAIL.

Welp...that sure helped your cause.



Right on schedule, my dear Stella. You call them better than an umpire.

BUT BUT BUT....HE WAS ONLY KIDDING GUISE! He was totally creepy and inappropriate and then an asshole BUT IT WAS ALL IN FUUUUN!

WAAAAAAHHH!
 
Before the evening begins, I would like to remind people; Do not use your inebriation as an excuse to talk shit to your designated driver. She has your keys.
 
Before the evening begins, I would like to remind people; Do not use your inebriation as an excuse to talk shit to your designated driver. She has your keys.

For a half of a second after that happened to me, I'd absolutely let myself fantasize about leaving them at the bar. Oops! I forgot you, silly me! I was just so tired, can you forgive me?!

I wouldn't really do it, but God I'd enjoy that half of a second. :devil:

meh, we coexist ok i guess. a smidgeon of fellow geekdom helps.
none of your business though.

I agree...We get along pretty well, even though we're more acquaintances than friends. And yes, the fellow geekery helps a lot. At least we both speak the same language. :D

Steeeeerike Three! or is it four?

maybe it's one thousand five hundred fifty seven? (his current post count)

Hah! :D
 
Before the evening begins, I would like to remind people; Do not use your inebriation as an excuse to talk shit to your designated driver. She has your keys.

She has your keys and will use them to run over you with your own car if you piss her off badly enough.

Oh, wait. Maybe that's just me....
 
SCHWEET!

thats my new excuse for not posting so much then.

as opposed to just "being out of season" which has always seemed kinda wierd.
it's kinda cool though, because the corollary is coming into season.
And when that happens-- whoah.
She has your keys and will use them to run over you with your own car if you piss her off badly enough.

Oh, wait. Maybe that's just me....
I'm sorry, murder is still illegal around here.

I mean-- really, I am sorry!
 
Have you ever met a girl who's a cunt and couldn't take a complete and OBVIOUS joke?
Nope.

Oh yes, all of you have. And NONE of you like her. Because she's a bitch.
And if, by chance, you're referring to the person whose post you quoted, you're absolutely wrong, because I not only *like* her, I freakin' adore her, because she's one of the coolest, most loving, and happiest nerd queens I've ever had the pleasure of running across.
 
Nope.

And if, by chance, you're referring to the person whose post you quoted, you're absolutely wrong, because I not only *like* her, I freakin' adore her, because she's one of the coolest, most loving, and happiest nerd queens I've ever had the pleasure of running across.

:eek: Now this is just about the nicest thing anyone's ever said about me. :heart:

Love you too, man. :D
 
Dear X

I know you are still hung up on your exwife. But she is your ex for a reason! You two are just bad for each other. You are addicted to her sexually; you have said it yourself many times. I wish you would walk away from her and not turn back.

If things were different I would express my true feelings for you. No, I do not want to be your girlfriend. I want to be your lover. I want to not hide what we have; it is too good to be hidden. By remaining hidden it gives the impression that we are doing something wrong. I regret nothing that we have done. I will never take you to the dark places that your exwife routinely takes you to. I will fulfill your desires above my own.

Just when your exwife appears to have found someone new, someone who will handle her moodiness; you spiral into alcohol and depression. Do you know how hurtful it is that not even 24 hours after we were together you were talking about slipping into oblivion because you walked away from your only love.

You say you want to just be friends and keep things platonic. Yet on my drive to visit you things change and you switch to wanting me to be your sex kitten. Once, I would understand. But this back and forth is making my head ache as well as my body. I know you have issues with my husband not knowing about us. But after so many months without sex; he has lost his ability to complain if I find someone else to fulfill my needs.

We are good together. You know that and have expressed that you can not imaging having such erotic thoughts without me in them. Then why do you turn your back on me?!

~mouse
 
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Dear X

Is it so wrong that sometimes i would like to be top of your list? that i would at least like to feel i was a priority. I dont like this time of the year either but it would have been more bearable if you could maybe have at least allowed me to hear your voice and not left me sitting alone as the old year turned to New year ...............that makes me needy and insecure does it ok well i guess i must be if you say so
 
X:

Shut. The. Fuck. Up.

I have been sick the whole damn holiday season and right now I'm battling tonsilitis and a nonfunctional ear. Your CONSTANT singing, chattering, whistling and generally just audibly carrying on does NOT help. I swear to god, if you don't learn to zip your mouth I will grab you my your stupid fucking hair and slap the bitch right out of you. NOBODY cares about how funny you find something on your iPhone, how happy you are that you shat this morning, how your expensive tea tastes or how special you think you are.
I can get through the day without making the people around me want to kill me, can you?
 
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