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Dear J,

i wish You didn't have to travel during the week. Weekends just don't leave enough time to spend with You. i miss You. Come home. i am keeping the bed warm for You. i'll see You on Friday. *sigh*

Your pet,
ella
 
MasterPhoenix said:
Dear RQ,

I hope that you realized that you are fucking insane and have finally gotten the psychological help you needed. I doubt it tho as you are a lying manipulative psychotic bitch. Sometimes I can still hear your words or voice echo though my head, and that is when I know that I am off the path I need to be on. Your words were nothing more than manipulative lies.

I am glad I have not seen nor heard from you in forever. In fact, if I ever fucking see you again it will be too fucking soon. I let you get into my head because I believed you were my friend and you loved me. Instead anything I confided in you was used against me until you had me convinced I was insane. You are the crazy fucking bitch.

Funny, we both joined the temple together and you had a fucking fit at me because I didn't put you down as a referral. Funny, no one around the temple has seen or heard from you in forever. I am glad, because any time I head down there I get fucking paranoid that I will hear your crooked tongue speak to me. I don't ever want to see your fucking face or hear your voice again.

I have carried your bullshit around in my goddamn head for a fucking decade. You are a true betrayer. We are both Buddhists, at least I still am and you were. Karma is a bitch.

Frankly, I don't give a shit what you would think of me now. I know you would start your stupid shit if I were to run into you, and I would tell you I don't give a fuck and walk away. Maybe I would linger long enough to blow smoke in your face before I walked away.

You can take this we are connected bullshit you used to talk and shove it up your useless cunt sideways. You can take your "who else would do this for you?" And cram it up your fucking ass.

Disrespectfully,
P


:rose: Hmmm, be careful about karma...my teachings strongly suggest it invites extremely bad karma to wish another ill.

Catalina :catroar:
 
EternalSufferin said:
Damn Geoff....Just damn....and well damn Lol.....Alot to think about in that one...Thanks for sharing that.!!!
You are very welcome. :)
 
catalina_francisco said:
:rose: Hmmm, be careful about karma...my teachings strongly suggest it invites extremely bad karma to wish another ill.

Catalina :catroar:

Well, he didn't actually wish her ill, did he? Just said, karma's a bitch. And suggested she shove some things in various orificices.
 
intothewoods said:
Well, he didn't actually wish her ill, did he? Just said, karma's a bitch. And suggested she shove some things in various orificices.

*grins* that's what i was going to type out..not in those words however, you said it much better ;) and trust me, she deserves everything He said, actually i believe He was holding back, LOL......
 
To: Myself
RE: Panic attacks

Can we please avoid those in future? They aren't fun.

To: The Jack forum
RE: A certain member, et al

Please, leave Maulkin (not his real name) alone. Yeah, he's a hypocritical jackass with some STRANGE politics but really, he doesn't deserve what you give him most of the time. ESPECIALLY concerning his being a babyfur. Learn to ignore his politics and baiting (trust me, it ain't that hard) and he's not a bad guy.

Also, can we come back together? I miss some of you. Yeah, shit happened but we've pretty much gotten over it by now. Internet drama has a short half-life and I hope that your grudges do too.

To: My gaming group
RE: Saturday and Sunday nights

You guys are awesome distractions on weekends. Keep it up, y'all are some of the best offline friends I could have.

Love to all,
TCD

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catalina_francisco said:
:rose: Hmmm, be careful about karma...my teachings strongly suggest it invites extremely bad karma to wish another ill.

Catalina :catroar:

As it is with mine, which is why I never said that I wish her ill. I did say that she could shove her negative bullshit in certain uncomfortable places.

In another situation where I could have really fucked with someone's world I didn't even though she truly deserved it, for the simple reason I did not want to invite negativity into my life.

:rose:
 
To the men in my present

You mean more to me than I will ever be able to tell you.
I had no hope and you gave me hope.
You taught me how to trust again.
You placed your hand in mine and pulled me up so I could stand erect: no longer do I lie crumpled on the ground.
You returned the smile to my lips and encouraged the woman in me to reveal herself again.
You always make me feel desirable.
You always listen.
You always give worthwhile council.
And most importantly, you restored my faith not only in men as a whole but also in myself.
Thank you
 
Dear X

You are such an underutilized letter. It is saddening to see how the English language has relagated to you such a low status. Your look is so powerful with that profound cross, but your use is nearly nil. You were hijacked for use by the porn industry, which has only further marginalized your use among 'polite society.'

You can be so eXtremely eXpressive, when put to eXcellent use. But many never find you there in your home on the lower left of a keyboard.
 
Dear faceless corporate landlord agency,

Thank you so much for your kind letter of six hours ago informing us that our apartment would be inspected on Thursday morning, with no indication of what we would be inspected for. Otherwise, we might have wasted the day doing useless things like writing papers and enjoying the sunshine, instead of frantically cleaning. Thankfully, unlike our caretakers, we do not have illicit pets, nor, for the record, are we a grow-op. Perhaps we are a health or fire hazard? I am looking forward to another full day of cleaning tomorrow.

Signed,
your totally non-resentful tenants.

Dear several months/years worth of clutter,

It's been nice knowing you.
 
Dear X...

If you want to write a post asking for relationship advice that involves me at least do me the justice of getting the pronouns right. Your attempt at being anon. was useless.

Dear various people...

Remember when you are giving advice, you are only getting one side of the fucking story. There is a lot more than what you are reading.
 
Dear Previous Poster,

Do please remember that the chances of your dirty laundry being aired when you and your pyl are BOTH on a site such as this go up exponentially.

When a person only hears -one- part of a story, that person can only react to THAT given information. Please take this to heart when reading future posts.
 
MasterPhoenix said:
Dear X,

You are such an underutilized letter... You can be so eXtremely eXpressive, when put to eXcellent use. But many never find you there in your home on the lower left of a keyboard.

Dear X,

Pay no attention to that fellow jetting around in the airliner...

Some of us eXalt in your use, as prominently displayed in MY av, behind me.
:D
 
Dear M.,

Thank you for Monday night. You gave me a lot of things to think about. I really appreciate you being both Domly type and really good friend. A girl couldn't ask for more.

~Randi
 
Evil_Geoff said:
Dear X,

Pay no attention to that fellow jetting around in the airliner...

Some of us eXalt in your use, as prominently displayed in MY av, behind me.
:D

I need to get me an x like that, Geoff.
 
Dear you ,

thank you for being yourself even if it is not easy to live with sometimes. Thank you to allow me to be myself as well , with all my irrationalities, madness and idiosyncrasies which at times cause us never lasting analizing and excruciating discussions. Thank you for making that " half step" which made possibe for us to meet halfway and try to start a new level in our relation , with less idealized fantasies but more upfront communication .

Thank you to be my shoulder when I need one and thank you to allow me to be yours in the same way .

But above all thank you for make me understand everyday with care and patience that " perfection" is not a granted standard but even an impossible thing to achieve , cause it is mainly whatever we continually do for build and strenghten what we share , when we are in good or when we are in bad mood , when we laugh or even when we argue, when we connect at once or keep misunderstanding for hours .

And finally thank you to have taught me that at the very last who give a damn about perfection when one can have a so fullfilling life full of messy fascinating imperfections !

me xxx
 
Dear X,

As has been previously stated, many do not know of your eXistance, but as shown by Geoff you can be eXactly what one is looking for. Allow me to eXhort in happiness to find such a rare and yet provocative letter inside my name, though none here shalt know where you eXist in it.

And as an eXtracted hi-jack from that miX of mutilated eXhaltations, I agree with pheoniX, i need an X like that too Geoff :D :nana:
 
To *B*

(God I miss calling you Master. It's true, you don't miss what you had til it's no longer there.)

I wasn't sure where I should place this thread on this particular site then I remembered this letter thread, which was started a while back. It is my hope that the next time you log into the BDSM site you'll see my name and be tempted to read what I've written.

I wanted to let you know that I really am Ok. I did not fall to pieces as I previously thought I might. I am still functioning in society and haven't become reclusive again.

I am still doing what you told me to do even though I no longer am compelled to do so out of obedience: instead I am doing it because I always believed you had my best interests at heart, even when I bucked like mad at your commands frustrating the hell out of you at times.

I hope you are OK and the grief you felt is subsiding with time.

You know where to find me should you ever need me.
 
Dear L,

It's been a long time. I was a freshman in college the last time I saw you. I'm not the same guy you sent the "Dear Geoff" letter to, though. I've grown up a lot, and I realized a few things along the way too.

When I come to love someone and give them a piece of my heart, I never really take it back. It's been given to you, for all time. You still have that piece of my heart, and while the feelings may not burn so fiercely, they are still there.

I saw your profile on Classmates and got in touch, thanks for writing back! I'm very happy for the good things you've had in your life and for your daughter, who you clearly love. And I'm sorry about the hard and painful things you've been through. And thank you for sending me a pic, I still see my high school sweetheart when I look you. I hope you still see some of the sweet, innocent goofball you knew way back when, when you look at my pic.

You scare me though. I'm afraid to tell you what I've come to be now that I've grown into the man I am. I'm afraid of your judgement. You're one of the few people who's opinion of me I actually give a damn about that doesn't know I'm a sadist/Top/Dominant. Kind of hard to come out and say, "By the way, I've fantasized about handcuffing you to the bed, beating you with a cane and fucking your brains out for nearly 30 years. I still love you, you little slut!"

Oh well, I doubt there is any need for me to be out with you. I don't see our having a relationship beyond a friendship now. Unless you have a burning desire to submit. Or you're a masochist. And willing to join a poly situation.

Gawd, I could hope so! Another 30 years of fantasy material there!
 
Dear valued restaurant customer:

I do realize that 10% is good enough for God, but this ain't church, and you ain't tithing.

I work 40 hours a week on my feet in a high-stress fast-paced environment. Being a waitress demands the ability to multi-task, think on your feet and be nice to very callous and rude people when you really don't want to. I am not an idiot so don't treat me like one. I don't come to your office and treat YOU like shit 'cause you sit on your ass all day, do I?

If you do not call ahead to tell us that you have 15 people coming with you to eat, don't get pissed off if we can't find a place for you to sit RIGHT AWAY.

If you come in with 15 people, don't leave me 5 dollars. In fact, if you leave less than a buck or two per person, I WILL remember you next time you come in and stomp on your steak before serving it to you.

If you come in with five people and we seat you in a table suitable for five people, do not call ten more of your friends and expect us to seat them with you.

Waitresses have only certain tables in certain sections of a restaurant. The seating chart is rotational, that means one server gets sat, then the next, then the next. If you want a booth, and we seat you at a table, try not to be so pissy about it. Moving you to a booth could possibly double-seat a server, and cause you to get bad service.

When you get a to-go order, tip your hostess or whoever takes it a buck or two. They are just as busy as everyone else in a restaurant and deserve your kindness.

Servers make $2.13 an hour. That means that after claiming tips and taxes, I don't see a paycheck...EVER. I pay my bills on the tips you give me. Five or six bucks isn't that hard to give up, is it? I have rent, too...just like you.

Don't be rude to me just because you had a bad day. I am human and deserve the same respect that you expect.

If you come into a restaurant with 8 or more people and get gratuity added to your ticket, don't yell at your server. We have to, it's restaurant policy and the only way we're GUARANTEED to make any money off you.
 
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Dear everyone,

I wish I wasn't afraid of you. I wish I could write what I really want to, where I want to, when I want to, without being paranoid that I'll offend someone, or insult someone, or lose a friend.

I wish wasn't afraid to put forth the effort to really keep in touch with someone.

When I was seven, my teacher wrote on my report card, "******* is very nice and cooperative, but sometimes tries too hard to make the other children like her". I never saw this comment until I was 26.

I wish I wasn't afraid to let people like me, now. I wish I thought that I was likeable. I wish I could trust you.




Dear S,

I am so, so, so sorry. I know there will be times when you're teased. I know there will be times when, no matter what they tell you, you'll wonder if I really do love you. I won't be surprised if the time comes that you won't speak to me, for a while. I'll still be here, when you're ready.

I know right now you don't understand. And that by the time you do, I'll have moved. Know that just because I don't live there anymore, doesn't mean I'm gone. I will always have time for you.

Please remember -- it really is better this way. You'd have been miserable and unhappy with me, and all those things that I know you'll be capable of would never have happened.

I'll be going, soon. You won't really notice for long, not yet. You will, and you'll ask, and I'll always try to explain it to you, but it will probably be a long while before you understand. I can only hope you do, someday.

I love you,
Mommy
 
Dear B.,

I know we're both going through shit right now, and maybe I shouldn't have thrown what I did at you. Still, though, I just wish you would talk to me. It's ok if I'm not going to like what you have to say. I just want you to acknowledge me. And I'd be lying if I said a little part of me doesn't die a little more every day that I don't hear your voice.

~Randi/Bunny
 
Dear kitten69,

Thank- you for this thread. Mine is yet to come.

kiten69 said:
Dear BDSM Cafe:

I snagged this from the AH because it was such an entertaining idea, and a way to vent at the same time (thank you Cloudy). Write as many letters as you like; get it out of your system whatever the emotion may be. The letter can be to anyone and be about anything. Go ahead, you'll feel better.

:heart:
kiten
 
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