An Open Letter To _____

[zydrate]

Dear Mythical entity, What Fish said! ..... and Fuck you an the Mythical Horse you rode in on.



Dear Lit.Erotica,

Thank you very much for making me feel welcomed and happy.
Thank you Luna for being the Wolf.
For Vail for being sublime.
For Thyri for being en Elf!
For everyone, yes.. even Zydrate who grumped at me, I wish everyone a Wonderful year to come and much happyness and joy.
Bless you an those you love.

Yes, I grumped at you *hugs* I do that from time to time and for that I apologize sincerely.

I don't do it on purpose. I act before I think, I admit that. Again, I am sorry.

 

[Cheska]

Yes, I grumped at you *hugs* I do that from time to time and for that I apologize sincerely.

I don't do it on purpose. I act before I think, I admit that. Again, I am sorry.

*huggles the stuffing out of!*

 

[zydrate]

Dear...well, you know who you are.

I confided in you. I let myself trust you. And so in the end, I let myself be hurt by you and your lies.

But you know what? I didn't let you win. I could've gone on and cried about it but I didn't...why? Because I saw you do the same thing to many others before me and I laughed at them...then it happened to me...

Yes I may be a sucker but as the saying goes: Fool me once, shame on you... don't think for a milisecond you're going to fool me twice... I'm not that stupid.

So, have fun. I wish you no ill thoughts or actions. Better things are out there for me...

Besides, things will blow up in your face. It's call Karma and she's a bigger bitch than me.



Zy.

 

[Cheska]

Dear younger me.
Hi, you are twelve right now and a bit confused and worried about what people think of you.
You are working really hard to make your indifferent father happy and your emotoinally unbalanced mother.
You are just now realizing that girls are as cute as boys and you think something is wrong with that.

It's not wrong, you will discover in six years that it is so fucking awesome and wonderful, that you will start to get your shit together.
I wish I could help you right now and that you don't give up drawing because your father is a giant ass.
Or singing because mom keeps correcting you, what does she know? she gave up her dreams, that's her problem.

And most of all, love you first, worry about everyone else later..because, if you can't love you.. how can you really love anyone else.

Love, sincerly, Me!


P.s. Emotes are Cool!

 

[Mister J]

H & D

I remember our first flirting exchanges, your handle was different back then. Most don't recall. My memory is such trash, I have to write down everything... yet you... you calm my mind. I remember everything about you, about our dangerous flirtation, that initial infatuation. I watched it grow as we talked, become something stronger. Friends fell away, "home" moved around alot, babies came. Through it all, that one constant in my life was you. Always at the back of my mind no matter where I was, what I was doing. I could feel you.

Then I got scared. I pushed you away, out of my life. I hurt you and I'll never stop hating myself for it. Every second away from you tore at my soul.

So I came back to you.

Hard. It was hard back then, it's almost impossible now. Watching you struggle with it. Having to stand by while you're being hurt like that... like background noise. I want so much to take you away, make it better, grab you and never ever let go.

...

...but I know I can't do that. I can't fix your problem. I can't make it all just go away. Everything in me wants that power. I'd die a thousand times just to give you that freedom and confidence, but it's not fair to you. Only you can make that change. Only you can stand up for yourself.

I know you.

You can do this. I know it's hard, it's scary... but you can do it. I believe in you.

I believe in the you that you want to be.

If you stumble, I'll be there when you fall, I'll pick you back up again. I'm not going anywhere, not again. I won't do that to you... to me. I'm not scared anymore.

I'm... in love with you.

I've always loved you... even back then when you didn't have a clue. Back when you were new to all of this, new to me. For me, this feeling isn't new... I've walked around with this hanging on my heart for years. I didn't know what to do about it then, I was stuck, scared. But not anymore and I don't care about anything else. I just want you.

I want you to be happy, I want you to have everything you want.

(Feel like an idiot writing this, blurting all this out as it comes to me. Does it make me look needy? Do I care?)

Even if we collapse... if something happens... just, don't stay there. Don't do that to yourself, to your kids. You deserve so much better than that.

You deserve so much better, better even than me.

I'm here... waiting for you, when you want me. When you need me, I'm going to be here.

*deep breath*

But I won't... can't wait forever... I love you but I can't do that to myself. I won't be that other guy for the rest of my life.

Don't rush, I'm not trying to push you... I'm just making my stance clear. Take your time, do what you think is right. Make your own calls, don't let someone else make them for you.


Your MJ

 

[Perplexia]

Soon to be ex,

I have never been so betrayed by anyone. Anyone else I would've shrugged. But you ran away when I got sick. You left me to face this on my own. On top of it all you waited till after you left for work to call and tell me. You are a fucking coward. I'm glad you left. I'm glad I found out two years into our marriage that you have no spine.

It may sound terrible but im glad I lost your baby. You couldn't be depended on as a husband, much less a father. I will survive this, and I won't hold all men accountable for your actions. I will find someone that deserves me. Because through all I stood by you through..your addiction, and irresponsibility meant nothing.

You said you will always love me. Its a shame because when you figure out what a prick you are, I won't be there. YOU FUCKED UP..not me. I was willing to do everything and anything. You made up your mind without discussing anything. I hope you get your shit while i'm not home. I want the divorce papers yesterday. The sooner I can erase you from my life the better.

I don’t love or hate you. You're not worth my emotions.

 

[Noon_Shadow]

To people....you know who you are.

I understand the definitions of words change over time. It's the natural evolution of language, and such things tend to happen very rapidly when exploring a medium for communication. With the advent of the printing press and the combination of methods of making paper cheaper and more efficiently, it was only natural that languages changed a great deal in the 15th and 16th centuries. It makes sense that the internet is similar.

However, it bothers me if we stretch a word so that its original definition is lost, and there's no synonym for it to cover that original definition.

The word is irony. It's perhaps the increased use of sarcasm, the lowest form of wit, that has diluted this word from describing complex situations down to the mundane. This being a rant, however, I'm going to explain it. The use of irony is meant to highlight the surprising disjunctions between expectations and reality. If you're commonly making statements like, "It was ironic when the Church family moved out of Providence," stop it. You clearly don't get it. Wordplay like that is never ironic, not in the slightest. Neither is every apparent coincidence or contraction. Things can be funny coincidences without being irony-coincidence happens all the freaking time.

Irony is the difference between what really, absolutely should be, and what is, when it comes to revealing something about human plight or folly. It's not surprising disappointments, like Alanis Morissete's example of winning the lottery and dying the next day-that's exactly what people trying to stress this definition are railing against.

Three examples. Two of them are irony (or at least, forms of it), and one is not. If you can't identify which is which, please, never use the word again.

1) There’s a woman in town who’s known to be a pathological liar. She’ll tell you grand stories of her deep explorations of the Amazon, of how she invented anything from dishwashers to rocket fuel. She’s extremely unreliable, running up debts through borrowing and never paying off bar or grocery tabs. The people in town have given her the ironic nickname of “Honest Ellen.”

2) There’s a woman in town who’s known to be very honest. She’s considered very reliable, a pillar of the community who can be relied upon to tell the truth, even about things that are difficult, or which make her look bad, and this has earned her the nickname “Honest Ellen.” So it’s ironic that the last time I saw her, she had just backed up into my car, then lied and told me her husband did it.

3) There’s a woman in town who is known by the nickname of “Honest Ellen.” She’s always been considered reliable, a woman that you can trust if you need her. She’s known to tell the truth, even in circumstances that make her look bad. I was curious one day, so I asked when she earned her nickname. She told me that people first started calling her that in junior high school, after a boy she liked had broken a window with a baseball. To protect him, she quickly went to confess to the incident, taking the blame on herself. So, ironically, her reputation for honesty was built on a lie.



Sincerely...me. The guy right here.

 

[Cheska]

Dear body..

What the hell!? I do my best to take care of you. I eat right, I get at least six hours of sleep or more when I can. And then you hurt and ache and get sick, What is the deal?

If we can't come to a compromise soon, I am gonna find some where else to live.

Yours most concerned.

The Brain.

 

[yeishia]

Re my dear Christian J letter...

I just realized that this was a silly place to post this. He will not read it he would never frequent a place such as this. I do not know what I was thinking.

In the spirit of continuing to grow my backbone I have simply e-mailed my response directly.

 

[Britwitch]

Dear Dickhead,

Sorry you felt 'left out'. Sorry you feel that you warrant some higher level of attention than the one you give to everyone else.
Sorry but I honestly couldn't care less. I have priorities in my life, responsibilities, commitments. I don't expect you to understand what that's like so I won't waste my breath trying to explain.

You're my brother when it suits, only when it suits. Do you think I haven't noticed the double standards? Do you think I haven't noticed that my other siblings, despite what you claim, have made not one single solitary attempt to make contact with me? Odd isn't it.

I rarely use this word, because I abhor using it but in this case I'll make an exception. It's at times like this I hate you. I actually hate you.

You are 40 this year. 40. Please, do me a favour and start fucking acting like it.
The world does not revolve around you, it never has, and I pray it never does. When you phone, on those rare occasions that you do call our Dad, do you ever stop to ask how any of us are doing? Do you ever actually pause in your spiel about the wonder that is you to care at all about anyone else?

Grow up. Please. And whatever you do, do it quietly!

from
Me

 

[Firmhanded_Daddy]

Dear Brit,

I read the letter and I have to say that you are an amazing, sweet, good hearted, beautiful, talented woman. The brother in question sounds like the sort of individual who simply is not worth the precious energy you expend upon him.

Create your space, cut him out of your life. You have much more important things to worry about than someone who will just use you up given the opportunity. You are a precious part of a wonderful family, and this community. You deserve better.

 

[Vail_Indigo]

Dear N.C.
Fuck you.
Just fuck you.
You live up to all expectations.
Fuck you.

-Decent Humans.

 

[SEVERUSMAX]

My supervisor at work.

Yes, you. You with the jet-black hair and the green eyes. You annoy me and attract me at the same time. No, we'll never be physically involved. That's fine with me. We both have good reasons for that. I have mine. You have yours. That doesn't change the fact that you've inspired more than a few grudge fuck fantasies and more than a few stories. If you had any idea...well, God knows what you'd do. But, seriously, woman, the extra duties might not be all your fault, but don't tell me that they haven't adversely affected my sales. I know that sometimes you have no choice, but don't piss on my head and tell me it's raining. Oh, and quit going to tanning salons. Just some advice. Skin cancer is such a bitch. And I mean that in a bad way.

Sincerely,
Sev (whom you know by my secret identity)

P.S. Yes, I've seen your butt-crack. Stuff happens when you bend over in baggy pants. It's not that I've stared. I have work to do, so I don't stare at your ass. But I have caught a nice peek from time to time. I'm only human. And let me tell you, there is nothing wrong with your ass. Of course, I tend to like plump girls like you. Tell Tim if you read this (which you won't) that while I don't think that you earned this promotion (seriously, who does), you're not half-bad. And it works in one way....it's hard to say no to a supervisor with such pouty lips.

P.P.S. Happy Birthday, seriously.

 

[SEVERUSMAX]

Certain foreign lady.

Hey, it's been a while. You have your issues with me and vice versa. I don't think that you're consistent morally, either in RL or with your characters, not that it's any of my business. You say that you get annoyed by cheating characters, but you have played them. You say that your character was bothered by my character's "loose morals", which was funny, because your character did things that by the morals of that period (the Late Roman Empire) were far more shocking. Sorry, just scratching my head on that one. A concubine was far more acceptable and accepted Roman practice than incest and lesbianism.

Furthermore, cheating male characters seem to bother you more than cheating female characters. Maybe I missed something or don't quite get you know.

Look, I don't hate you. I respect a lot about you. Especially your knowledge of history and such. On the other hand, I'm confused by you. That's what I meant to say you. After six years, you still confuse me. Your unusual political leanings are not the issue. People are entitled to such idiosyncrasies.

I'm just puzzled by you. That's all. I hope that this open letter doesn't end our friendship. I still want to be your friend. I just don't understand you. Not then and certainly not now.

Perplexed,
Sev

P.S. I'm back in the swing of things and I'd still be interested in having you RP some of my stuff. Just with the understanding that your characters don't get quite so judgmental of mine, since we both have our own issues and so do our characters.

P.P.S. If it makes you feel any better, I've always had a high opinion of the Iron Duke as well.

 

[Noon_Shadow]

Dear Me:

I don't always get you sometimes. Maybe all of the time. You're very good at maintaining and outwardly good mood, upbeat, optimistic, and with a healthy respect for life. You've always viewed yourself as something of an idealist who hopes to see the absolute best in the world and the people around him, very quick to judge people using the most reasonable outlook possible. I've always thought you were drawn to innate goodness, seeking it out with an attempt to foster it and embrace it, and have fun along the way. And yet...

Why are you so drawn to the melancholy, especially in your entertainment? You don't seem to know what you want. You often know that stories will be depressing and downtrodden going in, yet you're quite willing to embrace that. Are you railing against your nature? Or perhaps is there some depth of your soul that is secretly completely miserable with your lot in life, and is stuck seeking a proper resonance. You were in a delightfully good mood yesterday, and seemed intent on listening to music that made you want to blow your brains out. And what's the result? Couldn't get that crap out of your head last night, barely slept at all, and it's still in your head today and making you feel isolated.

When did this trend begin with you? I remember when you used to turn off anything that hinted at being too depressing, and found something else to watch, or did something to lift your spirits. I can't pin-point it, but I can remember one change. "A Christmas Carol," you used to just love the simple storytelling of a man redeemed. Sometime after seeing that made-for-tv version done by Patrick Stewart, you much preferred to see his character very differently, as the downtrodden man destroyed by the hardships life heaped upon him, and somehow found his internal misery more appealing than the uplifting, brilliant ending. You were around 20 or so at the time.

Heck, you couldn't get over the damned finale of "House" for a full week, and you realized that the creators had mailed the crap in all season long, mostly because you were looking forward to a soul-crushing scene. Why can't you get depressing songs out of your head right now? Why the hell did you feel a need to watch "Marley and Me" again?

I don't know what it is with you. You're willing to cry during a good tv show, or during a musical, or during a movie. During your uncle's funeral? I'm not sure if you suppressed everything, or were just putting on a brave face for your dad, or if you honestly couldn't feel anything.

Now after trying to plumb the lowest depths of your empathetic misery, it's up to me to get you out of it. I'll come up with something I guess.

 

[SEVERUSMAX]

To A Certain "Lady" of a different Lit forum.....you know who you are....


Grow up. Really. I know that you have issues with me due to my race and sex, but get over them. Sexism and racism in reverse are just as bad as the other kind. Just get over yourself and stop being a fucking knucklehead. Attacking people who have done nothing to you isn't cool. It's just pointless and stupid. And stop being such a "purist", as you call yourself. No one died and made you Queen of all lesbians. Let the others think for themselves. I'm sure they'll appreciate that courtesy, just as you would in their place.

Sincerely,
Sev

 

[Firmhanded_Daddy]

You,

Thank you for understanding. You have no idea what it means. Really.

Me.

 

[zydrate]

AOLT Guy who keeps spamming my PMs;

I know we are writing a story but right now I don't have time to reply to any because I am moving and RL is FUCKING HECTIC!!!!!!

So take a pill.... Ease up on sending me whiny PMs, OK? I'm sorry I can't write replies but yes, I still have time to fuck around on Lit....

 

[Firmhanded_Daddy]

AOLT Guy who keeps spamming my PMs;

I know we are writing a story but right now I don't have time to reply to any because I am moving and RL is FUCKING HECTIC!!!!!!

So take a pill.... Ease up on sending me whiny PMs, OK? I'm sorry I can't write replies but yes, I still have time to fuck around on Lit....

-Cyberstalks Zy-

 

[zydrate]

-Cyberstalks Zy-

I so wish

 

[Firmhanded_Daddy]

I so wish

-Grins- Well when you get settled maybe we can finally get a thread going eh?

 

[Noon_Shadow]

I so wish

Stalks Zy for real. Peeks into her window to see what she's wearing.

 

[zydrate]

-Grins- Well when you get settled maybe we can finally get a thread going eh?

OK!! Yay!

Stalks Zy for real. Peeks into her window to see what she's wearing.

Omg, I don't say this a lot but I look really good today!!

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

To you~

I apologize. Yes. I do. Not because we are no longer friends. Not because I think I was wrong. I apologize because I acted like a raging cunt and it was completely and totally unacceptable.

Hurt feelings or no, I should not have said nor done what I said and did. Not cool. Was the complete opposite of cool. So I apologize. I appreciate the words you have given to me over the past few months. I appreciate your ability to be the grown up.

I was gonna send this to you a different way but I figured you wouldn't see it...and I needed to say it.

Don't care if I am forgiven for it, just needed to say it.

Anyway. I apologize.

Me.

 

[ilikeitlikethat18]

To you ~

I'm not sorry I dated you, it taught me everything I don't want in a relationship. It taught me how to spot assholes and how to spot narcissists. I'm sorry that I thought you deserved to experience my virginity after holding out so long to find a guy who cared, and mistook the way you treated me for love. I'm glad you never told me you loved me while we were together because you don't know how to love anyone besides yourself and it would have been even harder to leave you. I'm sorry that you can't get over me and that you won't leave me alone after burning every bridge that possibly existed between us. I'm sorry that I can't send this to you or talk to you in person because I'd most likely just spit in your face. I'm NOT sorry that you didn't manage to turn me into a bitter, angry, depressed bitch after things ended. I'm not sorry for the look on your face when I told you *I* wanted it to be over after you manipulated me for so many fucking months! I'm sorry I took so many of the things you said to me, allowed you to speak to me in such a disrespectful manner and took any of those things to heart.

I am fucking beautiful, smart, funny, and loving - and you will never find anyone like me ever again.

Sorry I'm not sorry :*