Dear X:

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Dear yellow jackets,

You won the battle today. A cowardly sneak attack. But WriterDom owns the night and I do have WMDs. And I know where you live now.

Prepare to die.
 
Dear X,

I am hurt, very much, but trust you with me to treat me with the respect and care I treat you.

I am waiting patiently and will always be here, I promise.

me

IAY
 
Dear X:

I'm about done pretending that we're okay.

You fucked it up beautifully a few months ago, and I've just been hanging on until I can leave.

I'm tired of your mood swings. I'm tired of walking on eggshells. I'm TIRED of your attitude, and I"M TIRED of your husband.
 
Dear X,

why oh why do you ask such stupid questions? Why make an issue of something thats not there?
For gods sake...how long is long term?? whaaat?
Duh. not very long at all it this rate.

Try and take your own advice for once. Take the foot of the accelerator
and enjoy the ride. Things have been good. Chill out, do as you are told and enjoy it.
 
Dear X,

why oh why do you ask such stupid questions? Why make an issue of something thats not there?
For gods sake...how long is long term?? whaaat?
Duh. not very long at all it this rate.

Try and take your own advice for once. Take the foot of the accelerator
and enjoy the ride. Things have been good. Chill out, do as you are told and enjoy it.

(((huggles))) :rose:

*gently eases your foot off the accelerator* there ya go:rose:
 
Dear X,

Woah.. I found that pretty fucking intense. I can't thank you enough for the weekend. So much fucking fun... I'm feeling like I'm utterly drained right now. But in a good way, of course :)

I gotta say... no woman has ever said that to me before. It was a bit overwhelming but I know in my heart I feel the same way. Who'd da thunk it, except for K... but he's a smartarse who knows everything lol

Have a good day tomorrow babe... I'll see you soon :kiss:

:heart: L
 
dear october,

come the fuck on alread!

~waiting

*giggles* this so reminds me of me.....watching the clock, counting the days, tapping my fingers and waiting and waiting and waiting and THEN
you suddenly find yourself the week before (which flies by btw! :D) and its so damn overwhelming and scary and exciting!

sheesh I feel excited for you! woohoo Come on OCTOBER!!!!
 
*giggles* this so reminds me of me.....watching the clock, counting the days, tapping my fingers and waiting and waiting and waiting and THEN
you suddenly find yourself the week before (which flies by btw! :D) and its so damn overwhelming and scary and exciting!

sheesh I feel excited for you! woohoo Come on OCTOBER!!!!

*giggles*

At this point I've all but given up trying not to pack. I've seen what all could fit in my luggage, tried to figer out if I need to buy another piece, thought about asking mom if I could use her scale to see if I'm with in weight limit but backed out cause I don't want her to know I've packed and unpacked twice already. :eek: Counting down months weeks days hours. Keep looking at my schedule and thinking "oh well this month is almost over it'll go by quickly".:rolleyes:

When the store manager gets back from vacation, I'm going to give her a copy of my itenerary so I know I'll have the right days off and times.

*sigh*
 
*giggles*

At this point I've all but given up trying not to pack. I've seen what all could fit in my luggage, tried to figer out if I need to buy another piece, thought about asking mom if I could use her scale to see if I'm with in weight limit but backed out cause I don't want her to know I've packed and unpacked twice already. :eek: Counting down months weeks days hours. Keep looking at my schedule and thinking "oh well this month is almost over it'll go by quickly".:rolleyes:

When the store manager gets back from vacation, I'm going to give her a copy of my itenerary so I know I'll have the right days off and times.

*sigh*


*grin* definitely do the weigh thing.

I didn't.

My excess bagage cost 800 pounds :eek::mad:
 
*grin* definitely do the weigh thing.

I didn't.

My excess bagage cost 800 pounds :eek::mad:

but with how many times I pack and unpack, I think it might be easier if I spent the $10 and bought my own. *giggles*

I just hate having scales in the house. Especially since I was giving Jounar a hard time and he threatened to weigh me. :rolleyes:
 
Dear My Back:

Why do you have to be so fucked up?
Why do you have to be so different from other people's backs?
Why does my spine have to be so curved and bent?
Why did my disk have to slip, why do I have degenerative disk disorder, and why WHY do I still have nerve damage?
Why can't I just live ONE day without pain? Just one.

Just one.

Just one.

I can't keep medicating, it's making me sick.

I try to be strong and to just function normally. I go to work, I come home. I try to go to the gym. I try to go for walks.

Today when I was volunteering, I was knocked breathless from pain every few minutes... I had to hide it or it would send Linda off... her schizo phases come when others are in distress...

Why does my left leg have to be numb... and then why do I have to have that stabbing pain in it, when it's been numb a while?

Why can't I be pain free just for one day?

One day.


*sigh*
 
Dear My Back:

Why do you have to be so fucked up?
Why do you have to be so different from other people's backs?
Why does my spine have to be so curved and bent?
Why did my disk have to slip, why do I have degenerative disk disorder, and why WHY do I still have nerve damage?
Why can't I just live ONE day without pain? Just one.

Just one.

Just one.

I can't keep medicating, it's making me sick.

I try to be strong and to just function normally. I go to work, I come home. I try to go to the gym. I try to go for walks.

Today when I was volunteering, I was knocked breathless from pain every few minutes... I had to hide it or it would send Linda off... her schizo phases come when others are in distress...

Why does my left leg have to be numb... and then why do I have to have that stabbing pain in it, when it's been numb a while?

Why can't I be pain free just for one day?

One day.


*sigh*



**tugs on earlobe and shoots some awesome healing vibes LittleJade's way**
 
Dear My Back:

Why do you have to be so fucked up?
Why do you have to be so different from other people's backs?
Why does my spine have to be so curved and bent?
Why did my disk have to slip, why do I have degenerative disk disorder, and why WHY do I still have nerve damage?
Why can't I just live ONE day without pain? Just one.

Just one.

Just one.

I can't keep medicating, it's making me sick.

I try to be strong and to just function normally. I go to work, I come home. I try to go to the gym. I try to go for walks.

Today when I was volunteering, I was knocked breathless from pain every few minutes... I had to hide it or it would send Linda off... her schizo phases come when others are in distress...

Why does my left leg have to be numb... and then why do I have to have that stabbing pain in it, when it's been numb a while?

Why can't I be pain free just for one day?

One day.


*sigh*

Dear LittleJade,
Sir can't take pain meds any more either, they make Him feel ill. So He relies on the (illegal) green herbal pain relief that you smoke. If you can get hold of some it may help you sleep.

Also emu oil is great, we use that for sore back, neck and shoulders. Link here to the one we use:

http://www.emuspirit.com/index.cfm?page=productcategory&id=2
 
Dear X..
I cant stop thinking about it. All it does is fuel my desire for more and more. My want is growing so much *growls*.

xxx
 
**tugs on earlobe and shoots some awesome healing vibes LittleJade's way**

Dear LittleJade,
Sir can't take pain meds any more either, they make Him feel ill. So He relies on the (illegal) green herbal pain relief that you smoke. If you can get hold of some it may help you sleep.

Also emu oil is great, we use that for sore back, neck and shoulders. Link here to the one we use:

http://www.emuspirit.com/index.cfm?page=productcategory&id=2
Thanks, ladies,

Bandit- I don't like smoking weed for pain... weed mellows me out, yes, but it also makes me ragingly horny... and somewhat aggressively horny, despite the mellowness... when I'm high, I want to fuck... and I learned this weekend that fucking during this particular bad-back phase is BAD. I couldn't walk the next day, and not for happy-fun reasons.
 
Dear X,


Who do you think you are? I am sick of you keeping me away from my love. I am tired of you telling him what to do and expecting him to obey. Do you realize he only obeys you because I gave him permission? I encourage him to be a good lil boy and do as he is told to keep you happy. We are using you, we mock you, and soon we will take what we want from you and leave forever. So do not get too comfy using my boy because in the end he is, and always will be, mine.

-Me

In this case X is a situation, not an actual person.
 
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