Dear World,
I'm moving on,
But I know as soon as I hear that beloved, "Loves Meg," I'm going to lose it all again.
$%#$^@-
Meg
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Dear World,
I'm moving on,
But I know as soon as I hear that beloved, "Loves Meg," I'm going to lose it all again.
$%#$^@-
Meg
Hi Boy,
I miss you. I hate myself for how I treated you in the last few months of your life. I want you to know I love you and it breaks my heart. I did not cry when I heard you died, not until now. When I remember the way you acted when I took you somewhere new, always running back to me and licking me, reasured and protected by me. I feel like I was such a lousy owner, and I was. I let your nails go way too long, let your water get dirty, never took you out of your cage more than 5 times in 3 months... :(
Your body is in our freezer- I don't like it there at all. I don't like to go near the fridge/freezer if I don't have to. Mom opened it up to put something she bought in there, but I couldn't see anything. I miss you. Come back home.
How were you feeling before you died and how long did you have to feel that way? I can't believe I didn't catch on sooner. I was so worried about myself I forgot to worry about anyone else. That happens a lot. When I found you having such a hard time breathing on Thursday I had a feeling I wouldn't see you again. I hate myself for it but for a second I was kind of glad that I might not have to find you a new home. I can't believe myself for being such an idiot. I truly was willing to rack up a big debt if you weren't better by the time I got home from my weekend away. I didn't think by that time that you'd be gone. Could we have saved your life if we took you to the vet that day? You've never been to a vet before.
By the time I got where I was going I forgot you weren't well. I hate myself for it. Hate. By Sunday I was even telling new Julie, my new boss, about the cute little white rabbit I have after you had died. I forgot you were even sick. Thankfully my mom was smart enough not to tell me until I got home to find your cage and carrier empty. That's when I remembered you hadn't been breathing well. I thought they got rid of your body until my mom came in my room that night to tell me "we kept him so you can bury him" I did not want to hear that. At all. I said, "Is he in the freezer?" knowing the answer. I hate that. I hate that your cold, stiff, lifeless body is in my freezer with my food like just another meaningless thing. Of course, it's just a body and means nothing but I can't see you like that. I never want to have to. I was fine with the rats because I never knew them alive, and they were there to feed the snakes. But you are not.
I want you back.
Come home to me.
I see why people believe in religion now.
Come home.
Don't go. I don't want you gone. I don't.
I miss you baby. :love:
Hop free, bunny foo foo.
:love:
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Come home to me. :(
Dear babyloo,
I read you a couple of my "dear you" threads, because I wanted you to know how much you still mean to me.
And even though I don't post them anymore here (or post much on PT for that matter... oops), it doesn't mean that I don't care about you deeply.
We've had our ups and our downs, and we've had our day separations, but we always come back to eachother. We get aggravated, but I still love you. I'll always love you. You mean more to me than I could ever explain. You're my little child, yes, you are, but it's okay. Boys will be boy, and I accept that.
I love you, and I want to forever be with you.
There are still things about you that I have yet to learn, and I want to spend my life figuring them out. We don't talk much about marriage - we talk about spending a long time with eachother instead. And really, marriage will come when it comes. I just look forward to tomorrow with you, and the next day, and days following that.
There are days where everything goes wrong, and I get frustrated and take it out on you, but you're always there at the end of my rant. You're always there. And that's what is important. That we're there for eachother.
I mean, I know I talk a lot and stuff, but you know when it's important. And you know when I'm serious.. a nd you know when I'm down, and you're there to pick me up.
And for that, I love you.
Your darling, your angel, your baby.
-Sara
Dear self,
Please get your sh*t together.
love,
me
Dear Illness,
LEAVE ME ALONE!
I hate you
-Whats left of me
Dear person,
I don't know what happened, you annoy me alot now. I don't even know why, you just do. I've heard the phrase "high school changes people" but it's not really a big change it's just annoying. I hope it stops, you're becoming more like her EVERYDAY. :rolleyes:
love? me
Dear... whoever. I don't care anymore.
You made me sound like a complete scumbag. No, I NEVER BEGGED you for sex, but thanks for making her think that. You threw me under the bus by telling her without telling me... she was mad at me for DAYS, thank you very little.
So yeah, I was obviously pissed at you last night. I was trying really hard not to cry because I pretty much found out you aren't the guy you said you were. Apparently you have a f***buddy relationship with some girl YOU DON'T EVEN LIKE (forgive me, there's no better way of putting it...) and you had been with her three days ago. That's pretty damn pathetic if you ask me. If you try, you can get yourself a decent girl, but you're not doing a whole lot to make yourself look good right now.
We talked tonight. Things are okay between us. I can't do this with you anymore, especially with the aforementioned "buddy" you have. I can't trust you or who you've been with, so as for us? We're through.
I love you, and I really care about you. I hope you start manning up and taking care of yourself. You deserve to be happy as much as anyone else, but this isn't the way to do it. Somethings going to go terribly wrong (i.e. your "buddy" getting pissed off at you and telling everyone she knows... it's coming, I know it is...) and you're going to go back to being the depressed, solitary, independent person you were a couple months ago. I don't want that. I love seeing you happy.
Please start making good decisions. I love you and I don't want to see you get hurt again.
Loves, Meg.
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Kate-
I don't even know what to say to you. You blew up at me AGAIN for some minor crap. Then you turn it around and make it a "poor Kate" pity party. I'm not falling for your stupid sh*t anymore. I'm done not having a backbone with you. You don't control me. No one does. I'm not bending to your rules anymore. I'm done trying to make YOU happy and basing my decisions off of what YOU would approve of.
THIS IS MY LIFE. I DESERVE to be happy once and a while, don't I? You need some serious anger management. You make it painful for me to even be around you. Take that as a hint.
Trying to love you,
Meg.
Dear Rich,
I feel guilty for taking this job when it's what you always wanted. You say you're not mad, but I find that hard to believe. If it was the reverse way I'm sure I'd be irked, as you have all right to be. I'm dreading going to work, because you've been talking about it for ages. I can't help but hope that Amy gives you a position as well.
Love,
Ashley
These letters are so heartbreaking. Sorry to all of you. I have nothing to write here since I think this is for people only and I love animals than I do myself, my family or any other person. ;)
Dear Illness,
If I could just beat you....But I don't have to beat you once.I have to beat you mulitple times a day.Sometimes I feel like I don't have it in me to beat you.But I know I do.
Someday,Someday...You will be only a little part of my life.
Still Fighting,
Me
Quote:
Originally Posted by RipplingWaves55
This thread is for writing to people, places, things and PETS too! Write whatever your feeling, its here for you to vent. Ive written letters on here to my ISP lol...which by the way DEAR CLEARWIRE, quit disconnecting me when the microwave turns on! Thank you...lol
You can write to anyone. I've written to abstract ideas, to animals, people, etc..Quote:
Originally Posted by RipplingWaves55
This thread is for more than writing to PEOPLE... Heck, I've written to my aunt's TOILET if you go back a few pages, lmao.
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Dear Sarah, Kari, Justin and Adam,
I love you guys. Seriously. Tonight was really fun. It was nice not to have any Dan drama.
Thank you for making me laugh and smile.
Love,
Meg
Dear Jubilee,
I miss you like I've never missed someone before. I want you back. I should have taken you for surgery, but no. I was too afraid you were going to die since your age was so high.
I should have taken you to the vet to be euthanized since you were in such pain, but no I didn't do that either. I would have missed you too much. And I miss you now more than I ever would have. I miss you so much baby..
Dear Nicole,
Five months. Yep.
I still love you,
Me
Dear *snow*
I :love: you, but please, please stop !!!:(
dear...... you.....
why is it so difficult to deal with simple things... why do you have to "impress" others... why do you unconciously *I think* make things than take the specialness out of things/situations...
why try to look nice to other and look bad to me... donīt I count more??...some nice things DO look bad... please donīt do them!!... even less bad things...
keeping secrets... well... some have made the light... why lie about them.. I ALREADY KNOW!.. man, why is it so hard for you to understand...
this weekend was supposed to be special... and now Iīll be spending it with my lone self while you party... have fun...
me....
Dear Assistant....
Why must you always be so negative??? It's like you are never happy unless you're making someone else unhappy. I swear you feed off of it, and just love to make me more unhappy. I've just gotten back to work, and already you are there to bring me down and make me feel like crap. doesn't help that you also ignore whatever I tell you to do (you are the assistant), and just do what ever it is you feel like doing instead.
Why are you such a racist? You make the nastiest comments, and yet, you profess to be such a "good christian". Would a good christian make the comments you do?? And you get this glee in your eye when I'm having problems with things, and then you say if I wasn't "such a heathen" I'd have it easier if I went to church. What is up with that??? Just because I'm not outwardly religiious does not mean I'm a heathen.
Ugh. You annoy the crap out of me. I wish I could say this all to your face. I can't though, cause I'd get reprimanded, and I'd probably beat the crap out of you in the end. I don't need to be on page one of our local news "Librarian beats assistant senseless". It would not be a good scene.
Please just be more understanding, less racist, less judgemental and just be an understanding, humane person for once. This is your last year of work before you retire, just give it a rest! I wish you could see yourself from the outside to see how hateful you are, and how you impact those around you.
Dear self,
Please get off the internet and focus on your year-end report. It's due tomorrow and you're no where close to finish.
Theresa
Dear You,
I'm so done.
I can't. CAN'T. keep doing this with you. It's physically and emotionally draining.
It's over, I'm done. I'm not texting you anymore, I'm not going to Perkins just to talk to you. I can't DO IT ANYMORE. I'm sick of crying over you, I'm sick of you getting mad about stupid little things.
I CAN'T.
Maybe one day you'll realize what you had. You'll realize that I really did love you, and I was right in front of you the whole damn time. That I am capable of being loved and loving you. You're gonna realize what you passed up, and by then it's going to be too late. You had me close, then you slowly started pushing me away. You pushed just hard enough and now I'm not coming back.
You're on your own.
I hope you find someone who can make you happy.
-Meg
Dear post 300...
Just saying a quick hello!
I wish I had something more profound to say, but sadly I'm not very articulate at 04:45...
I should go to bed. :p
~me
Edit: 301...oops lol.
Dear Meg,
Hugs to you my dear. I hope you stick to your words and don't give this jerk any more of your time. You're worth much more than that, and you don't deserve to be miserable.
Stay strong, and know that you have friends here on PT behind you for support.
Love, Jenn
Dear Dan,
Sh*ts gonna go down.
Be prepared. You deserve it all.
I just have to be willing to let you get mad and NOT want to come and comfort you like always.
You've pissed off a lot of people... now it's all coming back to you.
-Meg
Dear Someone,
I love you! I always will. I don't know why. You don't love me like you say you do. You don't know it, but you are really bad for me. I know this and just don't care. I'm still sitting here waiting. Waiting sucks. You are all I think about. 24/7. I love you.
Still Waiting,
Me.
Dear J,
You're so f****** hot and cold. One week you can't get enough of me, and the next you don't even have the decency to let me know if we are, or aren't getting together. Thanks for making me wait by the phone. I deleted your number and txt msgs this morning. You can call me if you want to see me. I'm done playing games.
-Ashley
Dear Ashley and Lute,
Looks like we're all in the same boat, huh?
*hugs*
-Meg
Meg, it sure does!
Dear me,
Seriously. Don't call him. Even though you still have it on your comp, you deleted it off your phone for a reason.
He's just not that into you.
- Me
Dear Dan,
You didn't show up at Perkins tonight.
Part of me wanted to be happy that I didn't have to see you...
part of me wanted to cry.
Trying not to miss you-
Meg
Dear Summer,
COME FAST. I HATE THIS SNOW! I thought I would like it when I was in tucson but it's killing me. PLEASE GO AWAY!
Dear Misty,
I love you and you know that. Even though you claw my legs, hiss at me, claw my face, bite my face, climb up on my wrists and cause scars all over.
You're the best silver tabby I could have. BUT PLEASE STOP PUTTING -MY- SHOES INTO YOUR LITTERBOX, AND OTHER THINGS THAT YOU FIND LAYING AROUND ON THE PORCH! IT'S MAKING ME MAD!!!
Dear Self. Why don't you want to go to bed? You can go to bed, you don't have trouble sleeping. But you refuse to go to bed. What is wrong with you?? *cries* :(:(:(:(
Dear Yogurt,
I love YOU. SO MUCH!!
I will NEVER let you leave my life!
Dear Dad,
I love you
I talk to you on the phone everyday.
I want you and Mom to stop fighting. We need to be a family again. I want you to come back, dad. Please come back.
Heartbroken,
me.
Dear Chris,
You asked me out last year, and I said no. I told you it was because we'd never see each other, but I lied about that. That was the least of my worries, the truth is I thought you were really Emo last year. You acted like you had he worst life, you said you hated your life in every single blog you posted on myspace, and I didn't want someone like that. So you texted me last week on Monday after a year of no talking and I found it cute, and now I like you again, but I don't think you feel the same anymore. You're not the cutest guy but you really are one of the nice ones. Even though I haven't seen you since 7th grade I've known you since 3rd grade and we'd hang out nearly every day now we don't see each other...ever. I still feel we could have something between us and I hope you still see it, whenever you're ready so am I.
love, me
Dear sonic and spyro games and sketch book collecting dust in my room,
I'm so sorry for the neglect I've been putting you guys through. :( I miss video games and sketching. I HATE MIDTERMS AND STUDYING AND CHEMISTRY!! Why must I stay away from my loves, why? :o I will get back to you 3 soon :love::love::love::love:
Love,
Sonaspyro sketching nerd :D
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Dear Dan,
I came over last night. A friend of yours had passed away the day before and you just needed someone to be with and take your mind off of her.
I shouldn't have done it, I know. I'm trying to let you go, and your cuddling and kiss on the forehead didn't help.
We sat and watched a movie. You barely talked to me the entire time, so I figured you didn't want me there. We got up to go smoke, and I asked if you wanted me to leave. All you said was, "Now? Why?" So we went back upstairs afterwards. More silence, then you look up and me and go, "Can I rest my head on your lap?" I melted. You just needed to feel close to someone. In that moment, you looked so cute and innocent and sad... I couldn't help but smile.
Then the inevitable happened, (no sex, don't worry about it) but we got a little cozier and cuddled. Everything feels so perfect when I'm with you.
You told me I couldn't stay because you didn't want me to see you all crabby in the morning. I can understand, I'm the same way. I drove home at 4 in the morning smiling.
You texted me just now asking if I made it home okay. You've NEVER done that before. It put a huge smile on my face. After I told you I made it home fine (it's a 45 minute drive and I was beyond tired) you thanked me for coming over. You've never done that, either.
I love you, Dan.
-Meg
Happy for you, Megan!Quote:
Originally Posted by ILoveMyAbbyGirl
After all the grief that kid gives me... I can't help but love him.
Dan-
I have no idea why I write you so many letters in this poor thread. I guess I just need to get my feelings out somewhere, and this is the one place you're sure not to find them.
We were at Perkins tonight. You and Kate managed to ignore me for the better part of two hours. I was angry, obviously. Not that you were talking to Kate, like YOU thought, but simply the fact that you left me alone at a different table to talk to her. I have feelings too, you know.
Then sh*t hit the fan with Kate and Chris and she wanted to leave. I got up to take her home, didn't say much to you and got in the car. You stood outside and yelled, "Meg, get the f*** out of the car."
I get out, and you wrapped me up in the tightest, most loving hug you've ever given me. All I could think of was this quote: "It's like an emotional Heimlich. Someone puts their arms around you and they give you a squeeze and all your fear and anxiety come shooting out of your mouth and you can breath again."
You thanked me again for coming over last night and then you said those beloved words... "Loves Meg, goodnight."
Those words bring me nearly to tears every time I hear them.
You have no idea what you do to me.
-Meg
Dear Oreo,
I love you still baby, even though you're gone. You were a jumper too, when you jumped in that corner and that fence part was sticking out. It was sharp and hard. When you did that, I watched and I shouldn't, my whole life flashed before my eyes. I loved you like no other dog. I didn't know what to do. I went outside and I saw you bleeding, your back leg had a huge gash on it. You had to go away forever, at that time I was young and I didn't know what was happening. I was sad and you never came back.
Dear Heart,
Please stop hurting.
Kthxbye
To S,
There was a time that I thought you hung the moon. I would have done anything you asked of me and still you denied me the only thing I ever wanted from you. To grow old together. You were so horrible to me and I'll never get over it. You made me feel dirty, fat and ugly. You made me feel worthless. You used everything you could to point out that I just wasn't good enough.
Everytime I see pictures of her I get sick to my stomach. I know that they are succeeding in undoing the damages that you created. You used to tell me that she never wanted to sit with me because she didn't like me. You used to make me ask her for permission to do anything (go out for a walk, watch t.v. - anything). Like a sap, I took it. You made me feel so worthless. You failed me. You failed me as a Fiance and you failed me as a friend. You left her to rot in that apartment while you were using my money to air condition the place, after you had already moved downstairs with your new "insta-family." The poor dog only weighed 20 pounds when I got that email. I was the one who saved her and now every time I see her I think of you. I cry. I don't even like seeing the "happy tails" section about her because all I can think about was just how rotten you were to me.
All I ever wanted was a dog to call my own and you ruined even that for me. I feel like there is this big black "x" across my name. You may have ruined my chances for a future showdog and you ruined my credit.
Most of all, you ruined the thought of me ever having another man in my life. I don't want to hurt again like you hurt me. I can't let anyone in and it kills me. I want so much to finally have that "love of a lifetime" but I can't let anyone near me. A hug from a guy makes me retreat inwards and I get so depressed that I feel like I'll never be whole again. I wish you and me had never happened.
Dear Dan,
I love you.
Please let me love you.
-Meg
Dear migraines,
Go away. You are, effectively, ruining my life. I can't function at home, let alone at work. I don't go to work = I don't get paid = life at home is bad! Please, ease up, stop making me black out and throwup every single day!!! Let me have my weekdays to work, I don't even care if you take weekends. Just please, let me WORK!
Very respectfully,
Crystal