Letters

Dear V:

I love Apple Jacks. It's my most favorite cereal!

Lustfully Longing,
Amelia
 
amelia said:
Dear V:

I love Apple Jacks. It's my most favorite cereal!

Lustfully Longing,
Amelia

Dear Bedila,

I'd let you nibble on my jacks anytime.

Whole-Milkedly Yours,
V~
 
to: arturo
from: patricia

re: tamales

i'm cooking tonight. come 'round and bring a plate if you are hongreee.
 
Dear St V.

We've always been right where we should be, stop worrying about it.

lurve,

the Planets:D :D
 
perky_baby said:
Dear St V.

We've always been right where we should be, stop worrying about it.

lurve,

the Planets:D :D

Dear Perkins,

I've never heard you call them "the planets" before.

With Much Lurve For Ya,

~StV~

:heart:
 
dear amelia,

being a mother's daughter isn't always easy. keep your head up.

signed,
just another daughter
 
amelia said:
Dear V:

I love Apple Jacks. It's my most favorite cereal!

Lustfully Longing,
Amelia

Bedilia darling,
Watch out for those boxes of red Jacks they aren't what you expect.
Oh and you could win $$, lol.

J
 
Dear Friends and Enemies:

I can't find my James Taylor's Greatest Hits CD. I'm pretty bummed. Does anyone have one I can borrow? Please PM me, if you do.

Thanks Ever So Much,
Amelia
 
Dear Aes Rock, Prototype Robocop,

Would you be so kind as to join me in my bedroom for a few days?

Thanks!

-Boodle Doodle
 
Dear great friend,

When you recieve the package, I hope you will be as satisfied as I've made it sound you would be. It's ALL worth it, the time you take from your busy schedule to be with me is never taken for granted. Think of this as a token of my appreciation.

ILY,
Lo
 
Dear You,

Congrats on the new Job! I hope you had a wonderful day and I am looking forward to talking with you tonight. Maybe I can make you smile again.



:heart: :rose: :kiss:
 
Dear English Prof:

I love you. You are so funny and so dorky. I find that very attractive.

Thanks for giving us our essay assignments before spring break but following it up with.."just in case you find yourself on the beach with a laptop and you're not to drunk...remember, i'll be able to tell if you were drunk." and not assigning us any reading. I know you love Chaucer..but to us..it's work.

Have a Good Spring Break!

Sincerely,
the girl that sits in the third row on the right side by the guy that thinks we all need to know what frat he's in. (aka..amelia)
 
Dear Freinds,

Why don't you understand that I work the weekend shift? I get up at 4:30 A.M. and work three 12 hour shifts in a row, yet you still believe that you can schedule my time on the weekends. "We are moving Monday night," you say. Never mind that I'll be exhausted after working all day and that when we first talked about it, Monday was never an option. "The band is playing a surprise birthday party next Saturday," you say nonchalantly. Never mind that I will have worked all day and must get up at 4:30 the next morning.

Apparently I can't schedule my own life,
~StV~

:heart:
 
Dearest Lover Boy,

You must know that I am never ignoring you.

Sleeping perhaps, but never ignoring you.

Just a few more days.

I love you like a fat kid loves ice cream.



Slick
:kiss:
 
Dear weather gods,

Give it your best shot. I say you're bluffing.


barometrically yours,

the snow shovel
 
arturo,

so yeah, i feel a little puny. nothing a icy cold pina colada wouldn't fix. can i have the cherry on top this time?

craving your fruit,

patricia
 
Dear ****

I really thought we had a future together once. You really were all I ever really wanted. I thought about you night and day. My goals in life all circled around you. We were going to change our lives together. We were going to change the world together. You were what made me keep going, and you were what made me laugh and smile and think of the good things. Every minute we were apart was sheer hell. Now though, I realize your distance more and more. I can't help wondering if the beautiful dream of mine has always been an illusion and that I was to ignorant to see it. I have to look at myself and realize that not only could you not want me, but that I could never change into what you do want. It is time I accepted my lot in life as a mature adult, an quit struggling, and quit whining about it like a spoiled child. I'm sorry we could not be together my darling, and I'm sorry our future will never come to pass.

For futures best forgotten,
W.
 
Dear Opie,

You've lost that loving feeling. Oh, that loving feeling. You've lost that loving feeling, now it's gone, gone, gone. Whoa...

Don't push me, cuz I'm close the edge, I'm trying not to lose my head. Uh huh huh huh HUH!

So there!

With venom,
Pookie
 
Dear Mom:

You're clearly insane. I know I've said that before..but now I know it's true. Arghhhhhhhh!

Is it to late for me to divorce you and get a real parent?

Ever Wondering,
Amelia

PS: I DO miss my mojo jojo...that evil little monkey.
 
Dear Headache:

Please go away. I should not have a hangover. I did NOT get drunk. DID NOT! anyway, you go now. I command it.

With Hatred,
Amelia "my head hurts: shornee
 
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