[Dear You. . .]

[Catty1]

Sounds like a control freak, hon.

Please check here: http://www.connectingsingles.com/art...trol_freak.htm

And here too:

http://advice.eharmony.com.au/articl...ng-person.html

[binka_nugget]

Dear Brad,

You're really confusing me. I wish I had it in me to drop you completely. Regardless, it was great seeing you on Friday.

Ashley

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Dear Joel,

I told you I was confused. I told you Brad tore my heart in pieces. It was a low blow kissing me.. you knew I was confused and lost. I know you just want to fix us and go back to way things were.. but I don't have it in me.

Ashley

[Suki Wingy]

Dear You,
My heart almost jumps every time I see an old red pickup truck. I'm so glad I can just hang out and not get nervous around you. I was going to ask you to Buffalo Wild Wings today, but you didn't show up to the barn. I never know when you're going to show up. I want you to teach me to break a horse. I want to teach you to jump. Just once! You can do it in your western saddle if you want. I want to watch you next time you ride broncs and bulls. I want to ride one myself. Maybe at the end of my stay here in Wisconsin so that if I break my leg Julie won't kill me. I know you were kind of running on no sleep Saturday but I'd love to hear you sing more often. I think it's funny how all the middle school kids who came on the field trip crushed on you. I had a crush on the 20 something cowboy at my old barn when I was the same age as them.
Love, Eva

[cassiesmom]

Dear God,

I don't think the antidepressants are helping anymore but I can't afford any more medications. I can't take the sleepers, because I'm too groggy in the morning if I take even a half. I can't lose another job because of tardiness. I don't want to be unemployed again and I like the people at this job. They have all been so kind and helpful to me. Please help me to get my sleep and wake cycles straightened out so I can get to work on time. I was late again today and that is bad.

Thank You,
Elyse

[pomtzu]

My Dear Old Friend PDL,

I couldn't let this April Fool's Day go by without remembering you on what would have been another birthday. I learned quite by accident that you have passed on - just a one line item I saw on the internet - acknowledging a donation made in your memory. I tried to find more detail - like how, what, where, when and why, but to no avail. Maybe it's best that I don't know.

Can't believe it has been so many years since I last saw you, and still find it hard to believe that you gave up all those years of hard work to get your PHD, all the years of research and teaching and publishing just gone - to buy a ranch of all things. I guess some folks just burn out sooner than others. I hope you found your ultimate calling in being a rancher, but somehow I just can't picture you castrating bulls like you said you did! I hope that one of those angry bulls didn't contribute to your demise!

I'd still like to remember you as the "nutty professor", walking down the hall in Wolfe Hall in the morning on your way to your office, pipe in mouth, nose buried in the morning newspaper, and of course the time hobbling the halls on crutches from your ice hockey mishap! And of course I'll never forget the 3 hour lunches that we used to participate in with Bobby B. and the rest of the lab crew. I have some very fond memories indeed. I still have that beautiful gold and jade circle pin that you gave me for my birthday, and still wear it often. It is one of my most treasured pieces of jewelry, and of course I think of you every time that I wear it.

So my friend, I hope you are at peace, wherever you may be. I hope that your life as a rancher was a happy one, and that it was the right decision for you. I know that the family name and wealth had little meaning to you, so I suppose that the ranch was your great escape from all of that.

Till we meet again Dear Friend......

E~~~~~

[ILoveMyAbbyGirl]

Dear Jon,

It's taking a lot of control not to make this letter in all caps and scream at you.

*breathe*

PLEASE for the sake of my sanity, quit talking to Bre.
TALK TO YOUR GIRLFRIEND. HELLO? The FUNERAL you BAILED on this morning? Yeah, I f***ing went ALONE, thanks. I had an AWFUL day today, too much crying, and you didn't even text me all day. Now you're online and talking to BRE? WHAT THE F***?

Yeah, for anyone who's been paying attention to my letters in this thread, THIS IS THE SAME BRE. The SAME POS that DAN was screwing around with.

My "loving" boyfriend also had a "f***buddy" relationship with her, too. Before we dated. But regardless.

DON'T BLOW OFF YOUR GIRLFRIEND FOR THE SLOPPY SECONDS.

Have fun with her. You and I are done, very very soon.
I'm not going to cop out and break up via IM or text.
I will be the bigger person in this relationship and put my damn foot down.

This is me, crying, writing you this damn letter. I really hope you're happy.

I don't regret spending the day with Dan. He comforted me after the funeral. I didn't know how to control and deal with what I was feeling after, so he consoled me.

And you know what? In the FEW HOURS I was with Dan, he made me happier and I felt more loved than you've made me feel SINCE WE DATED.Not saying I'm ditching you to go back to Dan, but that should be a SLAP IN THE FACE. Take care of your damn girlfriend once and a while. Show some f*cking compassion once and a while. I need it.

Pissed off,
Your "girlfriend"




[sorry pt. i had to get that off my chest...]

[jennielynn1970]

Dear Meg,
They are so not worth your time and your tears.

Love, jenn