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[17 Jun 2008|09:24pm] _takemeasiam dear boyfriend, i hate that you are 21 and i am not. i hate that i am absolutly crazy about you, and remember when you told me your biggest fear was losing me? well i lied when i told you mine was being alone.. it is also losing you, i just don't want you to know because i don't want you to think you can walk all over me and get away with it. love, your gf post comment

[06 Jun 2008|03:28am] bzzz Dear 'friend', You really stabbed me in the back. The worst thing is: I really trusted you. And it's not that you stabbed me once.. No, you kept stabbing. I only want to know why? Why did you have to tell everyone about my secrets and private life? Is it something I've done? Is it because you want to make new friends and you think you can win their trust by telling them about my private life? (Luckily everyone knows you can't be trust because of this) I guess I'll never know, especially because you keep denying everything and you're trying to switch roles. Ha that doesn't work with me! Especially because I've invented that trick. What I don't understand is what you've reached by all this? Probably nothing, I guess you just like to humiliate me or something. I can't think of another reason. And another thing: thanks for telling my exboyfriend I've cheated on him. You really know how to keep secrets, don't you ?! :) You KNEW I felt sorry for that and it happened aaaaaaaaaaages ago, but you HAD to go to him and tell him. Well, thanks for nothing bitch. I know you've always been jealous because I am lucky when it comes to love. Maybe because I'm an honest person. Maybe because boys not only fall for my beauty (sorry for that, but don't know how to put it in other words) but for my innerbeauty too. Maybe because I'm a nice person to be with, to hang with, to chill with. And you're just a slutty backstabber with a nasty skin. A slutty backstabber who's very unlucky when it comes to love. You probably end up old and lonely with a moustache and 20 cats. If you drop dead now, right in front of me, I would dance. Seriously, I would. I would sing too. Yeah, that's how much I care about you now. I think I would throw a party too. Uhuh, I would. I HATE you, you and your mother. Not your little sisters, they're nice. Just wanted to let you know that I hate you even more than Adolf Hitler hated the Jews (no offence). I hate you more than snales hate salt. I hate you even more than fire hates water, more than the angels and the devil hate each other. Just wanted you let you know that. post comment

dear mom [29 May 2008|07:59am] jackrabbit30 [ mood | hopeful ] i hope you get to feeling better post comment

dear k [29 May 2008|07:58am] jackrabbit30 [ mood | aggravated ] why is it you email out of the blue? when u find out everything is ok u dont email back. u have someone living with u and i am married so why email at all?? post comment

[15 May 2008|11:11pm] anonymous15 Dear boyfriend, You upset me once again. You go back on all your words. Please I beg of you not to tell me another promise if you cannot keep it. I cannot stand that when we get to the point of your promise and you back out. I just can't stand that shit! Seriously, I have never done that to you, so what gives you the right to make it okay to do it to me? I'm about tired of your bullshit. Almost three years have gone by and you've mad eno real progress! I have needs just like you that need to be filled just as well. I believe that you've forgotten that a relationship takes two instead of one. Look, I love you and everything, but I don't know if I want to be like this for the rest of my life. Infact, I know for sure I do not want ot be like that for the rest of my life, wondering if you're going to stick to what you said, or if you are just going to back out at the last minute, and then try to kiss my ass before it happens. That pretty much gives yourself away anyhow. So please don't kiss my ass anymore because then the anger just slowly builds until you say the final words that you're backing out again. All I want to say is FUCK YOU! But, I can't exactly say it to your face because I do care for you, but I beg for you please not to make this an on going habbit in our relationship, please. 1 comment|post comment

Was it worth it? [15 May 2008|07:23pm] forever_naive Dear you; Here I am again with blurred memories of you passing before my tired eyes. The still-frames in my mind no longer instigate anger in my soul, but instead a sort of disappointment that perhaps you'll never understand. I'm weary from the battle you waged against me. Oh darlings, you were clever; for it wasn't a battle of wits, or words, or sticks and stones. It went much deeper than skin and emotion; it was a battle of the spirit; oh yes your reckless undertaking of my very soul. You see, trusting you as much as I did, I gave you the deepest and most sacred part of me so very willingly. And in turn, you simply used me to further your personal agenda; oh yes, it's what you thought to be your ticket to heaven; when it seemed to me you had opened up the floodgates to hell. If I could ask you one more thing, I'd wonder if using my vulnerabilities to manipulate me got you any closer to your God? I see now that wisdom doesn't transgress into the human soul with increasing age. Perhaps, it's quite the opposite. Does timely desensitization toward the vulnerable human condiiton make someone less of a fellow human being? A fellow spriritual being? As my memories of you fade into the background, it's crystal clear before my eyes now; that you, my older friends, fully intended on using me with careless disregard to how it would affect me. Perhaps, you did not forsee my reaction, which was ten times amplified with rage and anger; but you should have seen me, I wasn't invisible or emotionless. And although, my loves, I've forgiven you, I don't think I'll ever be able to uncry these tears, unbreak this heart, or unhurt the parts of me that you sliced through with your razor edge of selfishness. Considering all the mistakes I've made in my life, I might have to say you are the one I regret the most, but you're also the one I loved the most. Bitter, bitter irony. Was it really worth it? Love you always, Your little sister "in Christ" post comment

DEAR YOU! [12 May 2008|10:17pm] piink0 okay first of all, you think your better then everyone. but your not, really. sorry. you think your hot shit, BUT YOU AREN'T! so I'm not too sure who your fooling. So just stop while your ahead.. HUGS AND KISSES! (note: this isn't towards any users in this community) post comment

Dearest sister, [12 May 2008|06:52pm] emotion_alxless Theres no words to explain how you make me feel. I keep thinking to just be glad I'm not a pathetic piece of shit like you and that you will be sorry one day. But every time you explode, those thoughts are replaced with fuck you forever and ever and I wish you all the bad luck in the world. I honestly don't think I believe in karma, but in your case it couldn't seem more real. Bad luck after bad luck is all you ever get... And you deserve every. fucking. bit of it. I don't mention you to hardly anyone. Most people don't even know I have a sister. How sad is that? If it were up to me I wouldn't. Every morning when you wake up its like you deliberately look for something to be angry at. Every morning when I wake up I listen carefully to see if your pissed off about something, to see if your shouting about something, or stomping around through the house, or banging cupboards and doors. Its like a cup of coffee to you. You can't wake up without your morning cup of 'infuriated'. I think your anger is your sense of security. You can't feel in control unless you can find something to be pissed about and someone to terrorize with your anger. Just when I start to think you're not gonna be a psycho anymore and that you are doing better, you explode and prove me completely wrong. After 2 years of living with you, I'm just now starting to realize that you will never change. You have a sickness and you will remain sick for the rest of your life. You will never "get better". Who knows, maybe its not your fault. Maybe your brain really is diseased and theres just nothing you can do about it... unless of course you had it in you to seek fucking therapy... which would never happen. I don't think you even realize that you have a problem. You are blind to the fact that you are the only 37 year old that throws childish temper tantrums. You don't realize that you have the maturity of a 13 year old. You don't realize that you are the only person your age that acts like you. When will you learn that no one will ever feel sorry for you? You are by far the biggest hypocrit I have ever met. You complain about the way people are and every single thing that you complain about is either how you currently are or how you used to be in the past or things that you do now or things that you did in the past. It blows my mind that someone could be such a hypocrit to that extreme. You lie about your past because your so ashamed of who you were and what you've done but yet you try to make other people feel bad when you've done the exact same things. I find it so incredible that you can constantly complain about how much you work your ass off and how you have worked your ass off since you were 14. Why? Because I'm pretty damn sure for as far back as I can remember, before we lived in Florida, you never had a mother fucking job. Or hell, maybe you did work your ass off (before I was born) and just decided to spend all your money on drugs. Because you certainly have nothing to show for it now (including brain cells). You just partied and fried your brains. You have bummed off our dad your ENTIRE adult life. If you've been working your ass of since your were 14 like you said you have then surely you wouldn't be 37 years old and still living with and depending on your daddy for support. Your just an immature, irresponsible little girl who feels sorry for herself and wants everyone else to feel sorry for you as well. I work so hard, I work so hard. The world owes me this, the world owes me this. Chill the fuck out. You wonder why your getting gray hairs. You can't ever just do anything without getting credit for it. Every single fucking thing you do has to be acknowledged by everyone. The world just has to know what a hard worker you are. It shocks me that anyone could be so jealous of me. I've been through complete hell in my life time. But you wouldn't know that because your too concerned with what everyone has done wrong to YOU. Oh, and also because you were barely even apart of my life until just 3 years ago. And I believe the only reason that is, is out of jealousy. I moved down to Florida with my dad because there was so much shit I had to get away from that was destorying me. But you don't know about any of that. All you know is jealousy. I moved down here so you felt like if I could then you should be able to as well. All you ever do is just talk and talk and talk about your problems, completely oblivious to the fact that your not the only one in the world with problems. You can just reel on about your problems for 10 minutes and I could just sit there and not say a single word. Your so caught up with your self. I only pretend to be interested in what your saying just because when your mad, the tension between us makes me nauseus. Quite frankly I could not give a fucking shit less about any of your problems. NOT ONE SINGLE PROBLEM OF YOURS DO I GIVE A FUCK ABOUT. Yeah you get into some pretty shitty situations, and if it was anybody else I would feel bad. But there isn't any one in my life that I've felt less sympathy for. I wasn't hiding your yogurt underneath something in the fridge so I could keep it for myself. I don't even eat yogurt for fuck sakes. And if Dominick wants to give me a ring that he got out of a quarter machine and then decides he wants it back, I'll fucking give it back to him. He's fucking 4 years old. Thats just how little kids are. I'm not gonna fuckin cry about it. Unlike you I don't keep tabs on what everyone in the world owes me. Yes his mother owes you money, but thats his mother. Not HIM. You have serious fucking issues if you're going to hate a 4 year old just because his mother owes you money. The kid didn't fucking do anything wrong. It amazes me that you can have so many fucking issues with so many fucking people. How can so many people screw you over?? I honestly think the problem lies within you. Yes there are some shitty people in this world but it just seems like EVERYONE is out to screw you over but I really don't think its because their bad people, I think YOU are the bad one. I think people screw you over because you deserve to be screwed over and they know it. No matter how many people screw you over I will never be on your side. I may not necessarily be on their side, but I will most definately NEVER be on your side so stop talking to me about your fucking problems. I don't give a shit. At all. I said it once and I'll say it again, YOU DESERVE EVERYTHING YOU GET. Everytime you explode I think to myself that this is the last straw. Fuck you, I'm not forgiving you this time. But the second you start speaking to me in a normal, sisterly tone of voice I forget all about what you did. And I hate myself for it but I can't help it. It just feels so good when your not mad, when your being normal and not being a psycho. Every time you fuck up I think Fuck you, I don't need you, it doesn't matter if we get along or not, it doesn't matter if were enemies. But like I said, the second you start acting civilized again, my hostility for you washes away. I wish I could just stay mad at you forever and just tell you to fuck off but when your being nice and normal again its honestly like a thousand pounds of stress lifted off my shoulders. You have no fucking idea the amount of stress that is released when your talking normal and not yelling. Its just such a fucking relief that I just can't help but forget about it. I wish I could stay mad at you and not speak to you anymore but I want so badly for us to get along that your wrong-doings just instantly slip my mind when your back to normal again. I'm seriously a little fucking traumatized by all that you've done. I think in ways I never used to think before. Negative ways. And it makes me sick that I could let such a pathetic human being do this to me. After 2 years of living with you I'm JUST now starting to get used to what a fucking psychotic cunt you are. Your anger doesn't affect me as much as it used to. Like I said... you are sick and maybe you just can't help it. Whatever. Fuck you anyways. You'll be sorry soon enough. I'll make sure of it. post comment

dear mr. i'm-too-good-to-hug-or-kiss-my-girl, [07 Apr 2008|02:12am] lost_forgotten [ mood | crushed ] it's too little too late...when you asked me if i was mad at you, i wish i could of just yelled out "yes! yes i am fucking upset with you!" "why?" you'd ask, and i'd reply with tears in my eyes "because unless you're fucking me, you don't touch me...you tell me you love me...yet don't show it...you sent me a text that said 'i wish i was lying in bed righ now holding you.' why? because that sounds better than being at work!? because i can't remember the last time you did that!!!" then i can't even guess what you would say...then i'd cry more because you'd probably make up some stupid "stress excuse" that you always use to try to make me feel bad for bringing it up, which is actually quite fucking funny, because you always get mad when i'm upset about something but don't bring it up, then i do, and you freak out and make me feel bad for feeling bad in the first place!!! *sigh* i hate fucking cheating on you...and "technically" in some small, strange twisted way, i really haven't...i have not had sex with him...but i let him kiss me...i've never kissed back...it's never even been on the lips...i let him "love" me...i let him shower me with affection...because that's the only thing we lack...or i should say i lack...i lack the feeling that you love me, in a way i know you do, but i don't feel it...it's like knowing earth quakes exists with out ever experiencing one...only difference is that i felt loved by you once...i think that's why i'm so bugged now, because i've lost it...and it frustrates me...that's why i still go on dates with other guys...that why sometimes i skip out on class and lie to you and don't come home till 11 o clock when i was suppose to be out of class at 8...that's why i have that paranoid look on my face because i'm scared i accidentally smell like him...that's why... 2 comments|post comment

[03 Apr 2008|11:21pm] anonymous15 Dear Jesse, I cannot talk to you anymore. I don't know exactly how to put this into words, but I'll try. I hate the fact that we are both in a serious relationship and you still tell me that you love me. I thought we could just be friends, but it's like you're wanting to carry it out to be more than that. I like talking to you. You were with me during a hard time in my life. You've seen the worst of me... but I can't take the fact that you say you still love me and want to be with me. I'm in love with someone else, and I've decided that it is best if we do not speak. I've tried to avoid talking to you... and now it's time to say goodbye instead of playing these childish games of coming up with excuses on why I cannot talk to you. I'm really sorry for this, but I do think it is best if we do this now before we ruin anything that we have going for us now. Goodbye Jesse. 1 comment|post comment

[02 Apr 2008|05:57pm] purely_metal Dear Brian, It's been a crazy month for us. We just got together and there has been so much shit that has happened already. We did some things that we knew we shouldn't have done and now we're paying the price. The price is large, not being able to talk about you, see you, having to sneak around just to talk to you when I want to. I've had a lot of second-guesses about what we are and what we should be, too many for the short time that we've spent together. So many rumors are going around and there have been numerous times that I believed them, numerous times that you disgusted me, numerous times that I wanted to do nothing more than hit you. I've stayed despite that, and I still wonder if it's the right thing to do. I know that my feelings for you are strong, otherwise I wouldn't have put up with everything that I have been; losing the trust of my parents, fighting with them, disobeying them. I know too that you care for me, as all evidence has shown. You've stuck by me despite the times that my parents have beaten you down and tried to run you off. We've never been in this situation. I'm so curious as to how it will work out, what will happen next, which very well may be a large part of the reason for why I've stayed with you. It's exciting and myschevious, sneaking around, having late night sex at all hours of the night, rolling around on the floor wrapped up in you, holding one another up as we're too drunk to make it to the next room alone. It seems so full of passion, more passion than I have ever known. Our adventure has been an eventful one to say the least. I can almost not even wait for what waits for us around the corner, what other trouble we'll get in to, and how long, if long at all, this will last. I know one day I'll look back on this and laugh. You're nothing like I've ever known, and despite the pain I've felt, I'm so glad that we happened. How crazy it is that we managed to stumble upon one another and end up in this. I've known you for almost 2 years, feeling deep companionship with you, and now much more than that. We've evolved into something that no one else in the world seems to want or to even look at. I love the danger within it all, I love being angry and able to express it, touching you and not being afraid of who sees it, living every moment in fear of being caught with you but still feeling so much excitement as it happens. It's amazing. We have something that I swear I will never forget. One day it will end, it's inevitable, I dread for the day that that happens, the pain I'll feel, and the changes that will be made to my life. At the same time I long for that moment, knowing all too well that through whatever happens, everything will be okay, you and I will always be okay. I'll never forget this. Yours post comment

[01 Apr 2008|09:35pm] angelicsetsuna Dear "love of my life," What happened? In the beginning you were so different...so sweet. Now it's like you just don't care about me-or rather, my feelings- anymore. I do things to try to make you happy and all I get back are rude remarks. I know you're just joking but seriously, be a man...tell me I'm pretty every once in a while like you used to. Stop calling me childish names and acting like you're eight years old. At least act like sex isn't the only thing you want from me anymore...unless that really is all you want. Because that's how it feels. I love you so much but...where are we going? My heart can only take so much... 1 comment|post comment

[29 Mar 2008|06:09pm] noxassociationx [ mood | aggravated ] dear itunes, thank you for having so many errors. i love that you let me put things in my shopping cart, only to give me an error when i have too many things, and then have to have my entire shopping cart of $400+ things deleted because i can no longer get to my shopping cart. maybe apple should fix this. if you're allowed to have that many things in your shopping cart, then maybe there shouldn't be an error when it happens. this wasn't just me. many people complained about this error. in conclusion, fuck you itunes and apple. you fucking blow. 2 comments|post comment

[25 Mar 2008|04:36am] fluffy36 Free Comments & Graphics By the way I know yesterday was your birthday. Hope u had a good one! post comment

Forgiveness... [22 Mar 2008|09:41pm] forever_naive [ mood | peaceful ] Dear people who wronged me, To all people who have done me wrong, you are forgiven, whether you caused me a day of hurt, a week of heartache, or a lifetime of self-loathing. I am not angry, upset, spiteful, hateful, vengeful or frustrated. I hope you know that you are beautiful, timeless, cherished, and most importantly loved despite all your faults. Today, here, now, I'm calling out to this higher being called God, undefined by any particular relgiion. I ask for repentance for all my sins, and for the sins of others. I hold myself accountable. I am turning a page in this fraying book called my life. It's not a new beginning, or a false sense of renewance that comes with erasing the past. Let the shadows come out of our closets and be exposed to the light, naked and vulnerable. Let self-reflection resolve what ails our humanity. Let us strive, not for perfection in goodness, but simply innocent motivation in our goodness. I have no ulterior motives, only love in my heart. God give us all the strength to forgive and forget, to love and be loved, to fall apart and to pick ourselves up once again. Let light invade the darkest corners of your subconscious. Love, Just a very small, insignificant girl in a very big world 1 comment|post comment

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[19 Mar 2008|04:44am] fluffy36 [ mood | calm ] You never know when your guardian angel will be there for you so I have to try... I am sending this to you to see how many actually read their e-mail. Your response will be interesting. Pay attention to what you read. After you have finished reading it, you will know the reason it was sent to you. Here goes: People come into your life for a reason, a season or a lifetime. When you know w hich one it is, you will know what to do for that person.. When someone is in your life for a REASON, it is usually to meet a need you have expressed. They have come to assist you through a difficulty, to provide you with guidance and support, to aid you physically, emotionally or spiritually. They may seem like a godsend and they are. They are there for the reason you need them to be. Then, without any wrongdoing on your part or at an inconvenient time, this person will say or do something to bring the relationship to an end. Sometimes they die. Sometimes they walk away. Sometimes they act up and force you to take a stand. What we must realize is that our need has been met, our desire fulfilled, their work is done. The prayer you sent up has been answered and now it is time to move on. Some people come into your life for a SEASON, because your turn has come to share, grow or learn. They bring you an experience of peace or make you laugh. They may teach you something you have never done. They usually give you an unbelievable amount of joy. Believe it, it is real. But only for a season. LIFETIME relationships teach you lifetime lessons, things you must build upon in o rder to hav e a solid emotional foundation. Your job is to accept the lesson, love the person and put what you have learned to use in all other relationships and areas of your life. It is said that love is blind but friendship is clairvoyant. Thank you for being a part of my life, whether you were a reason, a season or a lifetime. 2 comments|post comment

dear mr. i'm-too-good-to-call-or-write-my-fans, [07 Mar 2008|12:45am] stan_marsh [ mood | drunk ] [ music | M&M ] touch my body. 1 comment|post comment

Dear You, [05 Mar 2008|10:40pm] lost_forgotten [ mood | curious ] please stop saying those things...i'm falling for you fast, and i'm just not sure if you're for real... 1 comment|post comment

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