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Dearest Father,
Some people support themselves and go to uni, do they? Good for them. Some people your age run companies. Some people your age manage to support their children that they CHOSE to have, WITHOUT making them miserable.
If I'm so useless, just say the word and I'll kill myself (like your oldest son just did, and if you keep up this s**t I'll be sure to let you and everyone else know what part I'm sure you played in his demise), and I'll make sure everyone knows why.
I spent f*****g 7 hours yesterday tidying, so don't f*****g accuse me of doing nothing.
Two years ago, I was going to kill myself. I didn't. Why? Because of the effect it would have had on my mother. Think of that the next time you accuse me of being selfish; I stayed in a life that I didn't want for someone else's sake, and I did it WITHOUT making everyone else miserable, you c**t.
My brothers and I are the source of all your problems, are we?
Firstly: F*** you.
Secondly: We're alive. We aren't criminals. Be grateful.

I hope all that fatness clogs up your arteries and you have a heart attack and a stroke.
I hope your blood pressure destroys the walls of your arteries.
I hope that your doctor accidentally prescribes the wrong medication and that you have a bad reaction and die slowly and painfully.
I hope that you need heart surgery, that you wake up during the operation but you can't move so noone knows, and that you die anyway, in agony.
I hope you live for another hundred years, but unable to move or speak, and in unbearable pain.

Success is the best revenge, and you won't spoil mine (and you're a failure)

- Rachel -

Dear redmageingus


what Kilroy said.

Dear ****,
I wish you had not done this, I really do.
you had so much to give and so much to stay here for, even if you did not see it at the time.
Maybe had you waited a year or two things would have gotten better, but we never seem to be able to see round that dark corner at the time.

I am only sorry I didn't persevere with trying to help and that I stopped trying to understand.
Things I saw in you mirrored me, and that is what we both said when we started talking.
But I found it too difficult to see it.
I hope you are now going to a better place. I hope that you forgive me.

Dear ******,

It's all right. You can be a happy kitty.

Dear my father and his sister, my aunt,

f**k you. A uni degree may not automatically guarantee me a job, but you never made the effort, especially YOU, aunt. You sat on your arse and let your hubbies bring the cash in. You made no effort to better yourself at all. Futue te ipsum, et tuum caballum.

To whom it may concern:

I wish that you had not made me feel like I cannot be who I am. I cannot change the way that I am, no matter what you say or do. It really hurt my feelings when you did that. I cannot even begin to explain how what you said has eaten away at me. The last time I saw you, I was very hurt when you made that comment, and regret not telling you sooner.

Yours sincerely,
Sarah

Dear Me,

I'm so proud of you. You are doing very well. Keep up the good work.

Dear Ana,


Remember to tell Dr. D. what Chris told you to tell him.


Do it.


Thanks.


-Ana

Dear me,

Get a (Nintendo) Wii for Christmas, then you can play Metroid Prime 3...

From RedMageIngus.

Dear Me,

Get a laptop for Christmas. I doubt you will...but still. would be nice. Or maybe Mom could give you a laptop and a trip to Oklahoma?

PS when you get to Oklahoma, Kiss him.

Dear My Elbow,
Stop hurting, it is beginning to annoy me.

- Rachel -

Dear 4th-floor YMCA residents,


who the HELL leaves POTATO CHIP BAGS in the SHOWER??

Edited for content.... sorry about the profanity

At the beginning of September 2006 I got dressed up and nervously went for a job interview on <> street. As I got on the streetcar at <the> station my heart skipped a beat. You were sitting there staring out the window… it may have been your first day or so at <local high school>. I had never felt so instantly attracted to anyone my whole life. When you got off, you wandered into <nearby park> and smoked by yourself on a bench. I was so fascinated with you. I wanted so badly to go over and talk to you. You’d have just thought I was a freak anyways. As you gathered, I got the job and more than a year later I’m still in infatuated with you. You and I cross paths a lot but I don’t know if you’ve even noticed me. I know very well that we will never talk or hang out. I know that we will never go to a movie, watch a hockey game or smoke a joint together. I know that next year you’ll be in university (I hope that’s your plan) and I will never see you again. It hurts but it’s something I have to live with.

Why would I write this to you then? The world can be so f*****g cruel and unfair. One simple injustice I could correct. If you feel something for someone you should be able to let them know. As wrong as it is that I write this, it would be worse for me to have never said anything even if it just through this admittedly creepy letter. I’m not some crazy-ass stalker; I’m just a little lonely and disappointed with what life seems to keep handing me. I hope you don’t find this too weird. I hope you can take this as flattering; someone out there finds you so attractive as to lapse in good sense just to send you a letter like this. If there’s a girl (or guy?) out there that you like but isn’t attracted to you, then f**k ‘em – they don’t deserve you. Who knows, maybe I have you all wrong… you could be an a**hole for all I know!

Stay cool, ____… and for f**k’s sake grow your hair back! (jk – I like the haircut but shoulder-length was SO hot on you).

Dear OWA,

I'm sorry about the tails thing. *huggles*