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Dear Bitch,

You know what? Fuck you. I hope you fucking rot. Changed my mind. You were not my friend, you used me, and the only thing I have to say about that is KARMA IS A BITCH HONEY!!!!
 
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Dear Mom:

I dreamed about you last night. We were back in that crappy apartment you had when I was in high school. Nothing had changed. It was still unbelieveable, unbearable.

It's been over two years since you died, but I still dream of you and think of you often. And today, on a beautiful morning, what bothers me the most isn't that I still mourn you every day. What bothers me is that I see in myself so many of your traits that infuriated me, and so few of the things that I loved and admired.

I love you. I just don't love the parts of me that were part of you.

:heart:
 
Dear X,

You are not my friend. You are not Kitty's friend. Not after last night. The fact that you would sell out two people who are supposed to be your friends for a piece of ass shows that you're not. Don't bother coming to cry to me when this one fucks you over, too. I'm done with you and your drama. I hope his disease-infested dick was worth it.

~Bunny,
One Dumbass Lighter
 
Dear X's,
I'm done. I did try. I tried really hard but I just couldn't do it anymore.

I was sick of you trying to run my life for me.
I was sicik of you ignoring me and then all nicey nice when you come back into my life.
I'm sick of fighting and when it is fighting it is 2 against one. Always. No one ever takes my side and you're so quick to tell me everything I do wrong. Everyone is.
I never get time with you, just you. She is always a part of it. It can never be just us, if you say something nice to it has to be behind her back so she doesn't hear it. That's not fair to me. That's not fair that you have to show your attention and affection behind her back.

With all these reasons it shouldn't hurt but it does. It feels like someone punched me in the stomach.
 
Dear X's,
I'm done. I did try. I tried really hard but I just couldn't do it anymore.

I was sick of you trying to run my life for me.
I was sicik of you ignoring me and then all nicey nice when you come back into my life.
I'm sick of fighting and when it is fighting it is 2 against one. Always. No one ever takes my side and you're so quick to tell me everything I do wrong. Everyone is.
I never get time with you, just you. She is always a part of it. It can never be just us, if you say something nice to it has to be behind her back so she doesn't hear it. That's not fair to me. That's not fair that you have to show your attention and affection behind her back.

With all these reasons it shouldn't hurt but it does. It feels like someone punched me in the stomach.

*HUGS*
:rose:
 
Dear X:

Im so excited to spend the night in a fancy hotel with you tomorrow. No one has every offered to pay for a hotel so we could just be together alone with me ever. Its going to be so special and I cant wait.

:heart:
Me
 
Dear people buying our house,

Just sign the fucking contract and stop dickering around about minor details !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I have a life to go on with here.


Dear Husband,

I am so proud of you. You are so awesome. This will all work out no matter what happens today. I'll make sure of it.

:kiss:
 
Dear X,

If this is crazy, how come the padded walls are painted so beautifully and the piped-in music is so compelling?
 
Dear people buying our house,

Just sign the fucking contract and stop dickering around about minor details !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I have a life to go on with here.

finger crossed! :rose:

Dear X,

If this is crazy, how come the padded walls are painted so beautifully and the piped-in music is so compelling?

*spoken like the wolf in little red riding hood clothing*
"but to make you feel welcome and comfortable ....." :devil:

:D
 
Dear Universal, Mysterious, Unending Cosmos,

THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!!


All the best to you in your future endeavors,
Syd
 
*sending battling faeries to encircle UMB, and fight off all dinks!*

thank you! It's like this every year for me around this time. This year it's a little worse because I got behind on several things for a couple of good reasons and one bad reason....I procrastinate. So I should learn that procrastination isn't good because when valid things make you behind, you're even more behind if you haven't kept up. :rolleyes:

I'm just really tired right now and have too many people wanting me to do things for them. They are things I like to do but I'm horrible at managing my own time.
 
thank you! It's like this every year for me around this time. This year it's a little worse because I got behind on several things for a couple of good reasons and one bad reason....I procrastinate. So I should learn that procrastination isn't good because when valid things make you behind, you're even more behind if you haven't kept up. :rolleyes:

I'm just really tired right now and have too many people wanting me to do things for them. They are things I like to do but I'm horrible at managing my own time.

DEEP breath....clear your head....then ...one...thing...at...a...time...then breathe again...
(I'm a procrastinator too, sweetie! :rolleyes:)
 
DEEP breath....clear your head....then ...one...thing...at...a...time...then breathe again...
(I'm a procrastinator too, sweetie! :rolleyes:)

yeah, I'm working on that breathing thing. I'm going to take a nap and then go back to work later tonight. Ugh. If I can make myself get up to do it. :eek:
 
Dear X,

The pain is long gone, but the loss is still real. I must admit that days, even weeks, have gone by during which I didn't think of you at all. Then, out of nowhere, you pop in, a memory breaks through and I realize I miss you. Not like a lost love...like a long-lost friend.

I'm sure I miss the excitement, the newness, the euphoria of a budding relationship. More than that, I miss the ease of our conversations. It was so...natural.

What is the point of writing this, which I'm sure you'll never read... I suppose it's therapeutic for me. I can't write it down at home and it's gotta go somewhere. The Dear X forum seemed a logical enough place.

Thinking of you and sending you well wishes,
Me
 
Dear X,

The pain is long gone, but the loss is still real. I must admit that days, even weeks, have gone by during which I didn't think of you at all. Then, out of nowhere, you pop in, a memory breaks through and I realize I miss you. Not like a lost love...like a long-lost friend.

I'm sure I miss the excitement, the newness, the euphoria of a budding relationship. More than that, I miss the ease of our conversations. It was so...natural.

What is the point of writing this, which I'm sure you'll never read... I suppose it's therapeutic for me. I can't write it down at home and it's gotta go somewhere. The Dear X forum seemed a logical enough place.

Thinking of you and sending you well wishes,
Me

*hugs*
 
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