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Dear X

Your airline sucks. And so does yours.

Frequent Traveler.
 
Dear self-important little shit,

Lean a bit left, will you? Seeing as how the sun clearly revolves around YOU, I would like very much for this ridiculously hot summer to be over. And when you do lean over, please don't be surprised when I take the opportunity to demonstrate that unlike the laws of man, which you clearly disregard on a regular basis because it's just too much of a hassle, my man Newton's laws apply to everyone on this rock.

Sincerely,
The man about to knock you down
 
Dear pathetic self,
LOOK...look back at all these years, what the fuck have you gotten out of it...material goods, perhaps. Good Lord girl, get a fucking backbone and DO IT. Stop being such a chicken shit and take steps...perhaps baby steps but go fucking forward. You are making me sick and disgusted...you need a life, no matter how scared you are.

Be BRAVE!!!
Me
 
Dear Neighbor,

Your dog sounds like a cow trying to give birth to triplets.

And she's been in labor for 2 days now. Can we induce this thing or what?

Impertinently yours,

...i
 
Dear pathetic self,
LOOK...look back at all these years, what the fuck have you gotten out of it...material goods, perhaps. Good Lord girl, get a fucking backbone and DO IT. Stop being such a chicken shit and take steps...perhaps baby steps but go fucking forward. You are making me sick and disgusted...you need a life, no matter how scared you are.

Be BRAVE!!!
Me

It is hard to make huge changes..... be strong but please be good to yourself.... and don't beat yourself up my friend....
 
Dear Captain Sunshine,
It never ceases to amaze me when it comes to your selfishness and lack of maturity. You COULD have asked our son (sho is on restriction and much do the chores to clean the house) while you did something really kind. LIKE INVITE ME TO THE BEACH FOR THE DAY DAYMMMNIT!

sighhhhhhhh..... my heart goes out to you, sweet woman
 
Dear Monday...

I know you look inviting, all sunny and bright.

I know you really are long, boring, and suck.



Sincerely... wanting to stay in bed PTK.......
 
Dear Coconut Rum, Mudslides, and Moonshine....

You should be able to coexist in my belly without making me sick as a dog.

Why is it you can mix booze in a mixed drink and not have it make you sick, but drink one thing at a time and switch up and it does.

That makes no logical sense to me.

Please never do that to me again.

~ Grateful...:p




Dear Cable Service Provider

You are all ass holes. Grow a set and take responsibility.

~Tired of this Crappola





Dear Ali,

I will calculate the points before I send them to you :)

~You Crack Me UP....
 
dear insecurities,
please quit rearing your ugly head. allow me to have some faith. quit reading into everything and making mountains out of mole hills. do this soon please, it's too early to start drinking.
me
 
Dear parentals,

Thank you for the chinese feast last night, it was yummy. But I really did mean it when I said that if I didnt get at least some notice next time I wouldnt be going. You're assuming I have nothing better to do. And frankly I find that a little insulting.

Also if you pay someone to move your things for you, it is not unreasonable to expect them to actually move your things for you. It is, however, unreasonable to expect your son to do their job for them. You paid them, they're obligated contractually, to do the job. In future, that's not happening either.

Your somewhat irritated son
 
Dear asshole
I dont want to go with you tommorow.
I talked YOUR friend into going with you.....isnt that enough?
You need to wake the fuck up
NO ONE LIKES YOU
I cringe when you enter the room.You would have bitched if i wanted to go...now that i dont want to,,you bitch anyway.Im going just to not hear your shitty voice
I can not wait till the day i walk out that door and never ever look back
 
Dear Thrower of the Spaghetti.

Just because some of it stuck on the wall does not mean that is where it belongs.....



Sincerely,, I dislike spaghetti anyway PTK.
 
Dear Wife,

One day you say tomorrow, the next day you say "Been there, Done that." You won't change, will you?

Just (too damn nice) Me
 
Dear Lurking Litster...

I SO knew you were here peeking in and stalking me from time to time.

YOU, Sir...have been busted.

~Right Again :D
 
Dear third world driver,

I would like to bring to your attention that although your country has very few traffic laws, and that those few are sporadically enforced at best, Newton's laws apply regardless of race, color, creed or nationality.

Therefore, the next time you come sailing across three lanes of traffic to turn in front of me (us), please be neither upset nor surprised when I use my government-provided SUV to knock your tiny POS hatchback on its side at roughly 40 PMH.

Sincerely,
An about to be TRULY ugly American
 
Dear Wife,

Don't argue with me when I tell you to seek advice from someone regarding your health. It could save your life someday. You are not doing yourself any favors to ignore common sense and not listening to me.

Extremely Tired from being at the friggin' hospital all night.
 
Dear Wife,

Don't argue with me when I tell you to seek advice from someone regarding your health. It could save your life someday. You are not doing yourself any favors to ignore common sense and not listening to me.

Extremely Tired from being at the friggin' hospital all night.

Dear Arty,

This sucks. Get some rest. :( I hope you didn't get blamed for this as well.

~Your Lit Buddy
 
Dear fuck-witted mis-management ,
Thank you for driving me into this state with your heavy handedness and total dis-regard for your own disciplinary process . If I end up losing my job I look forwards to sueing your arses off in court .
Also I'm looking forwards to you being shafted by the workforce when things improve - which they will . Rule by fear and threat will be your undoing and I am so waiting for the shit to hit the fan and see your lack of competence exposed ,

A stressed , depressed and vengeful Litster
 
Dear Ex (X),

I wouldn't take you back for all the money in the world. Just because you decided that I'm the lesser of two evils does not inspire confidence in you. You left me years ago when I battled cancer all by myself. You decide that I was too much of a downer as I struggled through life with two kids in diapers, a full time job and two rounds of chemo. Don't think I didn't notice. But the sex was good and we lived seperate lives, so I held on. So now that I have my life exactly as I want it and need it you want back in. Nope. Life doesn't work that way. Too bad so sad.

Sincerely,
Living the good life without you.
 
Dear Gorgeous Sexiest Man I Know

Tomorrow cannot come soon enough. I cannot wait to see you baby..it's like Christmas Eve again......again.....again :p

Yes I've Been A Bit Naughty Me
 
Dear person I thought I knew,

Look, I know that life has been pretty goddamn suckey over the last few months. I understand that you've been injured badly and are out of a job because of it. I understand that the guy you fell for turned out to be a drug addicted drunk (And I'm not going to say I told you so either). I understand that he took advantage of your intoxicated state and got you stuck on some bad shit. I understand that you are (presumably) trying to get off of it. I understand that a friend of yours died and you had to plan the memorial service. I understand all of that.

That being said, as shitty as all that is it's no excuse for how you've treated me over the last year. I lost my job too. I missed the holidays with my family while you had a Christmas dinner with his. I've spent my nights sucking Ramen on a food stamp budget while you took him to the Brazilian steakhouse that we always used to go to and bought him $200 bottles of champagne for New Years that you later said didn't taste as good as Asti. I've given you every spare cent I have when you asked for it and tried to do the best I can when you were at the bottom. I sit up at night worried that I'm going to get a phone call from the coroner/hospital/police/etc saying that you've finally pushed it too far. I take you calls for loans at 4:00am and have what you asked for there inside of 10 minutes, even when it's the last dollar that I have (and yet you still ask for more). I sit here alone because you even took the dog to stay with you at his place because she likes to play with his Great Danes. And when I do call you on your bullshit I stay quiet and accept the tirade of abuse that follows when you beat me down the point of suicidal thoughts and tell me about how I'm a horrible asshole and how I don't understand the kinds of things you're going through. And then, 6 hours later when you call for more money you have the nerve to say "I love you."

Guess what, honey? My life hasn't been that great either. My relationships both physical and online have suffered because of this. I've entered perhaps the deepest depression of my life because I can't help you and feel I'm not doing enough. I've had to deal with all of my problems (and believe me, there are plenty), and carry the weight of yours too. I'm not looking for sympathy because that's just who I am and what I do. But what I do want is a little goddamned respect- or at least enough so that you don't lie to me to my face (like when you say, "I love you," as stated above). Emotionally, mentally, and physically I cannot take it anymore, and I'm worried about what's going to happen when the levee finally breaks.

Grow the fuck up.

Sincerely,
The guy who's been there for you 24/7 for the last 6 years (You know, the one who didn't get you hooked on drugs and who set up with you all night in the hospital all those times)
 
Dear person I thought I knew,

Look, I know that life has been pretty goddamn suckey over the last few months. I understand that you've been injured badly and are out of a job because of it. I understand that the guy you fell for turned out to be a drug addicted drunk (And I'm not going to say I told you so either). I understand that he took advantage of your intoxicated state and got you stuck on some bad shit. I understand that you are (presumably) trying to get off of it. I understand that a friend of yours died and you had to plan the memorial service. I understand all of that.

That being said, as shitty as all that is it's no excuse for how you've treated me over the last year. I lost my job too. I missed the holidays with my family while you had a Christmas dinner with his. I've spent my nights sucking Ramen on a food stamp budget while you took him to the Brazilian steakhouse that we always used to go to and bought him $200 bottles of champagne for New Years that you later said didn't taste as good as Asti. I've given you every spare cent I have when you asked for it and tried to do the best I can when you were at the bottom. I sit up at night worried that I'm going to get a phone call from the coroner/hospital/police/etc saying that you've finally pushed it too far. I take you calls for loans at 4:00am and have what you asked for there inside of 10 minutes, even when it's the last dollar that I have (and yet you still ask for more). I sit here alone because you even took the dog to stay with you at his place because she likes to play with his Great Danes. And when I do call you on your bullshit I stay quiet and accept the tirade of abuse that follows when you beat me down the point of suicidal thoughts and tell me about how I'm a horrible asshole and how I don't understand the kinds of things you're going through. And then, 6 hours later when you call for more money you have the nerve to say "I love you."

Guess what, honey? My life hasn't been that great either. My relationships both physical and online have suffered because of this. I've entered perhaps the deepest depression of my life because I can't help you and feel I'm not doing enough. I've had to deal with all of my problems (and believe me, there are plenty), and carry the weight of yours too. I'm not looking for sympathy because that's just who I am and what I do. But what I do want is a little goddamned respect- or at least enough so that you don't lie to me to my face (like when you say, "I love you," as stated above). Emotionally, mentally, and physically I cannot take it anymore, and I'm worried about what's going to happen when the levee finally breaks.

Grow the fuck up.

Sincerely,
The guy who's been there for you 24/7 for the last 6 years (You know, the one who didn't get you hooked on drugs and who set up with you all night in the hospital all those times)

That sucks sweetie, really does :kiss:
 
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