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Dear Mr. Man,

I wish I could put in to font all the ways you make me smile, laugh, giggle, blush, dream, sigh, pant, moan, squirm, feel loved and wanted. I'd be writing for days. You are truly the brightest light in my life. Illuminating my way, holding my hand when I'm scared. you are so perfectly imperfect I can't even explain it to you.

I know that you feel "unworthy" of me, or some such nonesense. While, for the life of me, I don't understand why you think that, I appreciate the sentiment. If I spend the rest of my life showing you why you are worthy of my love I will adore every minute.

Thank you for putting up with my reckless emotions lately.

Love,
Yours.
 
Dear Pool Boy,

I shall be searching for you as soon as I arrive!

Signed
Always Excited About Pool Parties
 
Dear Surgeon,

Really good work and steady hands today please. I'm looking forward to leaving the sinus headaches in the past and I'd really like a quick recovery with no complications.

Thank


Dear Husband of mine,

Thank you for taking the day off work to take care of me today. I know I'm going to be fuzzy and crabby today and I can't begin to tell you how comforting it is to know that you'll be there to take care of me. You truly are the very best husband a woman could ever hope for. I love you.

Me
 
Dear X
Once again, you found another fool. Yep I believed you but, once again, another alt from a jerk here on Lit. You sure do love to play those games. Maybe one day someone will get you like you got me.
 
dear comcast cable,
you suck. i can't wait for at&t u-verse to come to my area so i can tell you to kiss my ass.
disgruntled customer
 
Dear snow

Enough that we can't get to work/school in the morning but clear enough to drive by the afternoon please. Super.

Wearing My Furry Muff Tomorrow Me :)
 
Dear S.O. sitting in the recliner and complaining about everything...

You wonder why I go into the other room often... I refuse to let you hear me get upset and cry. I know you're sick, I've tried every damn thing I can to ease the constant pain... you stay sullen, you stay angry, and you yell at everything you see on the TV, thinking it's one great huge conspiracy theory by (insert villian of the minute).

Please... may I please have a drama free Christmas this year?

Signed
Ugly, Unwanted, and Dealing With Frayed Nerves
 
Dear S.O. sitting in the recliner and complaining about everything...

You wonder why I go into the other room often... I refuse to let you hear me get upset and cry. I know you're sick, I've tried every damn thing I can to ease the constant pain... you stay sullen, you stay angry, and you yell at everything you see on the TV, thinking it's one great huge conspiracy theory by (insert villian of the minute).

Please... may I please have a drama free Christmas this year?

Signed
Ugly, Unwanted, and Dealing With Frayed Nerves

Sending extra-special, joyful, spirit-of-the-season ...

{{{{MILLIE)))) :kiss::kiss::kiss:

Bill :D
 
Dear S.O. sitting in the recliner and complaining about everything...

You wonder why I go into the other room often... I refuse to let you hear me get upset and cry. I know you're sick, I've tried every damn thing I can to ease the constant pain... you stay sullen, you stay angry, and you yell at everything you see on the TV, thinking it's one great huge conspiracy theory by (insert villian of the minute).

Please... may I please have a drama free Christmas this year?

Signed
Ugly, Unwanted, and Dealing With Frayed Nerves

Dear Miili who is NONE of the things in that last line...

Call me on the way to work tomorrow, sweetness and we'll rage about this together. K?

:kiss:
 
Dear Thinker Litster

Ya think???? Ya need to think a bit more on that one!!

Decisive Litster
 
Dear Boss

Can we have that money for Christmas Eve drinks. Perleassssseeeee? Promise we don't disgrace the company name.....much :D

Employee of the week (not)!
 
Dear X:

Did hearing "no" one more time send you over the edge? Were you hoping I'd change my mind? By going looney, you've made things even harder. I don't know what kind of interaction you'll ever have with your daughter. You can never be with her alone. You've fucked that up royally. I'm sad for her, my dad was one of my best friends growing up. He's still the one I turn to today when I'm stuck or need help.

I'm sure glad I left when I did. Should've left sooner, but I thought our little girl may inspire you to go straight and stay on the wagon. You have ruined so many holidays and birthdays for me, I'm glad I won't be affected by your latest escapade...or cry for attention. How many holidays and birthdays came by and went without a card, or a small sort of gift, just some lame apology? I've lost count.

I don't know what you need to do next. You seem to be most comfortable surrounded by doctors and nurses, pushing a button and they come to assist you and help you. You have worn out your welcome with your entire family, even your brother...who is so much like you, but somehow he functions in different ways. You explode and shut down and scream for attention. No one is coming for you anymore. I know I don't want you. And I won't apologize for saying it, or for feeling that way.

Thanks for not calling me though, and trying to bullshit me about what happened. I'm sure we'll talk sooner or later...hopefully later though. It would be nice to get through the rest of the year without any contact.

Hoping you find your way, before it's too late...
 
dear friend,
thank you so much for the wonderful dinner last night. i can't believe that we sat there and talked for 5 hours. i enjoyed your company so much and the laughter was much needed. i'm so happy that we've reconnected.
signed,
she's a cat lover :D
 
Dear new fiance of my best friend,

I've only met you once, but I DO NOT like you. I know you're not too fond of me either, but you don't have to be. You don't have to pretend to be supportive of anything I do. Unfortunately, that's not the case on my end. I have to pretend that you're the most wonderful man to walk this Earth in at least 2000 years, because, according to my recovering friend, you're what she needs in her life. So, I'll keep my mouth shut and I'll pretend to be happy, even though I've told her I think this is a bad idea. However, you are really making it difficult for me to do this.

For example: her telling me that you don't approve of the two of us sharing a home (even though we have for about 6 years) and that she should lock her door at night, lest I sneak in and do things to her (or at least, that's the gist I got from her). She laughed it off and said she wasn't going to bother with anything like that, but you know what? I can't. I can't laugh off being called a fucking rapist in my own damned home. Guess what? We live together. We have for a long time. Guess what else? There was a time when we DID fuck each other, but that time is long in the past. At this point, any interaction between us would border on incest given the nature of our relationship.

So, where do you get off judging me in this way? Is it because I'm admittedly anti-religion and you two met in church? I bet that must have something to do with it, because anyone who doesn't go to church is a heathen Satanist who sacrifices infants to Samael on the equinox, right? Just because I don't give to a collection each week and dress up in my Sunday best, I'm a horrible, hellbound person. Well, I may not know much about religion, but I do know the passage about who has the right of judgment and who doesn't, and it seems to me you've overstepped your boundaries on this one.

And furthermore, where do you get the idea that I would ever do anything to harm her? I'm sorry, but maybe you missed the fact that in the last year she was addicted to crack and I was the one who overdrafted his account (while unemployed no less) to pay off her dealer so she wouldn't get shot in the fucking head? Maybe you didn't catch the part about all the nights I've sat up in hospital ERs while she struggled to breath from her terminal lung disease. That's right, friend, I've spent 7 years trying to keep her alive, just so that I could rape and murder her the night before your wedding. Let's jump back to reality, okay?

I thought that those who were older were meant to be wiser. Well, you're 25 years older than she is- and a full 30 older than me. Isn't this a bit juvenile of thought process? I think you need to up the dosage of Centrum Silver from one-a-day to two; you're slipping a little.

Listen, pal, the fact of the matter is that this girl is my dearest friend. We've been through more together than you can understand and I care more deeply for her than you could possibly know. And if you think that the 4 months you've spent with her gives you the insight into her character and personality that my 7 years has, you are severely fucked in the head. But none of this petty shit matters because for some ungodly reason I can't understand you make her happy. So, just do what you will, but leave me the hell alone while you do it. Honestly, it's people like you who make me HAPPY I'm not involved with religion. Even if I were devout, I'd still go to hell for committing suicide after having to put up all the pontificating arm-chair-Pharisees like yourself.

Oh, and one final word on judgment. I do know one thing for sure- if you ever do anything to hurt this girl, yours will be swift and unmerciful. I promise that I will go Old Testament on your ass so fast you won't know what hit you, and you'll suffer pain the likes of which hasn't been seen since the water of Egypt ran red and frogs rained from the sky. Yeah, I may be going to Hell, but you better believe I'll happily take you with me when I go.

Sincerely,
Your Fiancee's Non-Rapist Friend
 
Dear X:

You really know how to rain on one's parade. Not only are you judgemental...you can take one person's excitment, and stamp on it and make them feel like shit. Wow...I know part of it is my fault for allowing you to make me feel that way, but I am in awe of your behavior and response. I had exciting news to share, and with one look and your insinuating words, you have implied that some how i'm not being responsible, or I'm perhaps I'm being selfish. Yes I am fully aware that I have a baby girl who will almost be 1 year old when this thing happens. But why isn't it ok for me to want to have some fun and do something for me? Your insinuations made it seem like I'm this irrespsonsible mother who goes out constantly and leaves my baby anywhere. And we both know that's not fucking true. Since she's been born, I've gone away twice, and left her in the care of her paternal grandparents. I've not asked you to watch her those times. So why the dirty look and words? I know you and I have not been getting a long at all the past few months...but I'm not changing who I am to make you feel better. You assumed, that I assumed I'd be leaving her in your care. Well shame on you and what the fuck do you want from me? Shall I quit my job, stay home with my daughter every day for the next 17 years and never have a personal life? Is that what you think I should do? Is that what you did? I know it isn't. So don't bullshit me about anything. I'm going to do what I said, I'm gonna have a great fucking time. So make your ugly faces, whisper whatever you feel the need to, and get the fuck over it.

This is my life, and I'm finally gonna start living it again, and don't need anyone's fucking permission.
 
Dear Post Office,

Please don't be backed up tomorrow when I go in to do a little cookie mailing.

Gratefully yours,

Cookie Monster, er, sender.
 
Dear Board whose meeting I must attend tomorrow night:

Please don't let people drone on and on and on at the hearing.

Me
 
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