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I think we should start talking to each other again. This silence is weird, especially when we end up in the same place with mutual friends. I don't hate you. I hope you don't think that I do. But I don't love you either.

Dear everyone:

I have no idea what's going on today. Couldn't even guess. I bet you're all less confused than me & that's a good thing.

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"Standing on a well-chilled cinder, we see the fading of the suns, and try to recall the vanished brilliance of the origin of the worlds."
-Georges Lemaitre
"I fly through hyperspace, in my green computer interface"
-Gem Tos

Something is a miss. I don't know what.

I felt like I needed to say something to make it all ok but I didn't know what you wanted. I wish I could have helped you to tell me more. I would have listened. I will always listen.

Dear You,

We’re all having a great time at the Crown & Anchor!

Glad you’re not here!

Me

How British of You!

Nigel,.. I now know your secret.

You caniving wench,

Im sick to my back teeth of your power hungry type, its bloody everywhere I turn... Some people truly can be written off as assh0les and you are in that category.

That's all

Dear Crown & Anchor,

We had a wonderful time! We’re already booking the same venue and rental home for same time next year. You people really know how to handle a crowd.

Fnord

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Deleted a couple of letters that were very thinly veiled attacks on other users. Please don't use that thread this way. Thank you.

Why do you need to make everything more difficult? What do you get out of it? Why do you enjoy drama so much? Do you actually feel good if you make life harder for other people? You're a strange lady.

I love you and i would like to be in your life regardless you love me romantically or not. I just want to be a positive influence in your life.

You’re not a failure, you’re not a failure, you’re not a failure

I wish that I could get past this sadness but it keeps creeping up on me. I know you're sorry, but it just hurts too much.

You don't know what it's like to feel this trapped. You have choices. I don't. You lot a fire and you snuffed it out straight away before I could even warm myself.

Dad,

I'm not going to get along with you.
You refuse to give respect to me.
You refuse to change.

From- me

The Man In The Glass
by Peter Dale Wimbrow Sr.
(First Published in 1934)

When you get what you want in your struggle for self
And the world makes you king for a day
Just go to the mirror and look at yourself
And see what that man has to say.

For it isn't your father, or mother, or wife
Whose judgment upon you must pass
The fellow whose verdict counts most in your life
Is the one staring back from the glass.

He's the fellow to please - never mind all the rest
For he's with you, clear to the end
And you've passed your most difficult, dangerous test
If the man in the glass is your friend.

You may fool the whole world down the pathway of years
And get pats on the back as you pass
But your final reward will be heartache and tears
If you've cheated the man in the glass.

I hope you are ok. I hope you don't think that I hate you. I don't.

What can I possibly do to make it better that I haven’t done yet?