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Father,
The problems in our country are not caused by "all the Muslims and Asians coming in", and you have no evidence whatsoever to suggest that they do. You have no idea what you're talking about. You are a xenophobic, bigoted, moronic jerk.

- Rachel

Dear Amygdalae,

Why is that you two deviate in functioning from most others people? Um.... I'm not the moaning type of guy but if you're responsible could you please do your best a little better and give me some better clues and let me instinctively 'feel' the other a bit better. Let me please read others better. My malfunction in the theory of mind, I, kind of, blame on you two f*ck ups.

Or brain, you fatty bastard, please give me a logical explanation than for why this is such a dominant thread throughout my life.

Yours sincerely,
Ego

Dear ethan

i should hate you but i can't i seem to lack that emotion, especially when it comes to matters of our friendship.
it's such a selfish thing to do after 4 years of being best friends with someone being there for them through everything and anything you just quit on me and than tell me im a waste of space and i should kill myself.
i lied to you and i lied to everyone about how bad my drug problem actually was if only to get some attention and help,
and you know that im not asking for much, i know you have your problems too and i know i probebly hurt u by making u think i was worse than i really am all i wanted was for you to help me and notice i was in pain and i know thats selfish.
im not asking much i dont care if u help me or not i just wish u could find it in your heart to forgive me.
as i said im not asking much, u dont even have to forgive me, abuse me, shout at me anything just please i dont want it to end this way dont let it end in silence.

from me.

Dear WP members who knew me,
just a brief visit to say, I am still alive, and spend most of my time now on Second Life, my obsession for months now.
More and more reclusive, and less and less inclined towards interraction with other humans.
I hope all are well, and good to see those I spoke to a lot are still around.

I tried to get that up and going but my computer had major problems with it ...

Dear ...
After that last time I saw you, got incredibly drunk and told you how I felt, in detail as opposed to just finding oppurtunity to express it when we were both wasted, I know we'll probably never see each other again. I thought we would be perfect together, and I loved you. We finally found the time we were both single, like you said, and I ruined myself through a sheer excess of intoxicants on that one night. But that was enough to condemn me to never enjoy your company again. I spent 8 months in the grasp of my unrequited love following that event, but now I'm myself again now. Guess I'll find a new "accomplice" someday.

Dear World

I love you.
I just don't trust you for you are weak and infantile.
And the only children I will deal with will be my own.

Forever no ones - M

Dear "Stan",


I hate you. If I was with you, I would have spat on you and slapped you and tried to claw your eyes out and maybe even succeeded. Don't you realize what you did? I'm scared of you now. I believe you have the potential to ruin my life. I really believe you do have that potential. I don't know why I'm staying with you just because of some stupid promise. But I'm staying with you, because I'm a fool who believes in God and promises and the eternal family and you eventually realizing that what you did was wrong.


Love,


Ana

Dear People of my past,

I know my inabilities had made it difficult for us to get along. I am not bad or rude and arrogant. I am just shy and incapable. I trusted your judegment above my own, hoping that you would understand and shed light on my feelings, to which I could not. However most of you were harsh, ignorant amd power hungry. You viewed me as something that needed to be eradicated for the sake of eradication. However I forgive you still. Because I have now realised that holding in grudges makes me subject to your mistakes.

And to those who were kind and caring and willing to be my friend and to share with whatever goodness I possessed. Thank you for your assistance and courage, you were the water that kept me afloat and the bonds that kept me close to reality.

<Me>

Dear God,

thank you for telling me that none of this is my fault, and that it's nobody else's fault either. You made my day. I haven't felt so good in weeks.

Love,

Ana

Ton,

You know this isn't paranoid babbling. Tonnetje Linssen and others within gemboz. You messed with the wrong man and from now on, without you bunch of criminals taking responsibility, you lot are going to suffer the consequences of your own stupid actions. You violated my basic human rights, big time. The moral you lot have shown is the moral that is going to ricochet back at you. If you lot don't understand we have a huge problem here and if you lot don't make amends, I will. People already scratching their head and that will be a common trait around here.

I know you will read this also, Ton. Probably but I'm not afraid of you, you lawless alderman. Bring it on with your intimidations. Yeah, blame the victim, how f*cking noble of you. Blame the victim of your own truly incompetence shown over and over again. You total f*ck up. I know you and others within city hall are responsible for the policy chosen in the past and the means used still. You perfectly well know you have a huge problem here, maybe best that you don't increase my anger. Take responsibility 'cos I'm going to focus on you if don't come clean, dude(s).

C.

Dear T,

I love you and I met you when you were 1 month old. I raised you like my own son for 15 months and you were as close to my own son as you could be. I gave you the world but because I did not know or understand about AS your mother has left me taking you from me. I will never forget what it was like to hold you in my arms and rocked you to sleep or to teach you how to walk and how to play hide your shoes.

I hope you grow up into an amazing man and that you are good to your mother.

Your once father.
Alex.

Dear Mom and Stepdad,

It is all too clear to me that you have absolutely no regard to my health.
I have told you REPEATEDLY not to indulge your disgusting 40 a day smoking habit around me, yet despite the fact that you both know cigarette smoke triggers my asthma, you continue to disrespect my feelings and put MY health in jeopardy.
Why should I be the bad guy in all this?
Why do you constantly yell at me for opening windows when all I want-all I NEED- is some fresh air?
Why do you both continue to poison yourselves despite knowing the dangers?

Now, thanks to your total lack of compassion, I am nursing a pair of scarred lungs due to the broncitis that infected MY lungs thanks to YOUR dirty habits.
Why do *I* have to be the one struggling to breathe easy when both of you willinging contaminate your lungs?
Why am *I* constantly getting respitory trouble while you two escape without so much as a single cough?

It's not fair to force me to live a life breathing in your second hand smoke. This is MY home too and I have a RIGHT to breathe with comfort and ease, yet you both seem hellbent on dragging me down with you into the fiery hell of nicotine addiction.

I've had enough.

My lungs are now scarred and raw thanks to you two inconsiderate ********.

How dare you do this.
How dare you rob me of air.
How dare you recklessly endanger my health.

HOW DARE YOU.

Wake up and cope on.

I refuse to take this lying down a second longer.

-Sarah

Dear City of Austin,

I am sorry for trashing your city and its traffic woes. I thank your beloved city, as well as God almighty, for South Congress Street and William Cannon Drive, as a venerable bypass to I-35, toward downtown.

Tim

dear world-

god is a superstition, jesus was a false prophet


(its from a movie-there's some truth in there)

Dear- 'You-Know-Who'

My feelings for you haven't changed much in the 2 years that I've known you.

But you have WAY too much drama in your life right now. I cannot be with someone who would consider me to be a second choice.

If you want me, and your heart is in it 100%, I'd take you in a heartbeat, until then; you have to decide where you want to be.

You will be in my heart, if not my life.

Love,
Me...