An Open Letter To _____

[Scuttle Buttin']

Dear bed,
I love you. I have missed you today. You've never been far from my mind. Fleeting thoughts...

Sure, sure, I may've glanced at some other sheets, another pillow here or there, but it meant nothing. It was you I was thinking about. You're the only one for me. You know that.

Tonight, my dear, it's me and you. Quality time, spend doing what it seems were made to do for each other.

I hope you're prepared for what's coming. I hope you're ready, because this is going to be long, and merciless, and only when I'm satisfied will I stop.

I'm going to sleep the springs right out of you tonight.

Love you, sweet bed of mine. Only you.

 

[saysalice]

Dear baby,

It's getting close now, and I can't wait to meet you.

Which is not to say that I want you to do anything except stay put, precious love - for all of my bitching and moaning (and groaning, and whining) about how uncomfortable I am, and how I miss my skinny jeans and I miss my ankles, you stay put for as long as you like.

Okay, but please don't plan to stay too much longer than your projected birthday, either, because I will have to evict you, eventually.

I've been worried about you since day one, dearest. I hope you've never guessed, and will never know how much I've worried about you. And I will, until the moment they put you in my arms and tell me you're okay...oh hell, that's a lie! I know I'm going to worry every day now, for the rest of my life...about if you're well, if you're happy, if I'm doing my best for you, if my best is good enough... I will try to never let you know, or cramp your style. You just do your thing.

I really want to say: please be perfect. But that's not fair, what an impossible expectation of a little one not even out in the world, yet! I already know you will be perfect to us.

I feel you every day, squirmy wormy! Even your bedtime kicks make me smile. It was so many long months before I had any sense of you at all, and now you seem so strong! It makes me imagine you, as impatient as I am to meet at last. Do you feel me, ever - my hand on my belly, trying to touch you? Do you feel your Dad snuggle up with me so that he can feel you moving and be close to you, too? Do you hear me singing and swearing and laughing? Will you know me when you see me?

I've been so afraid for you - and believe me, I am afraid of what's coming, too. We've both got a big job ahead of us, mister - but we're tough, we can totally do this. And I promise, there is so much love and happiness waiting for you, just on the other side of this big beluga belly! It really is a beautiful world, a lot of the time, and when you see me crying like a fool the first time I lay eyes on you, it's only because I know it's that much more beautiful with you finally in it.

I love you. Yeah, I'm crying now, too - you'll find I do that a lot, don't take any notice. Just get here safe, okay?

Love,

Mom



PS - My bladder is not a trampoline. I know it's got to be pretty boring and cramped in there, but if you could quit that, I swear I'll buy you a puppy.

 

[SinfulLittleOne]

Dear baby,

It's getting close now, and I can't wait to meet you.

Which is not to say that I want you to do anything except stay put, precious love - for all of my bitching and moaning (and groaning, and whining) about how uncomfortable I am, and how I miss my skinny jeans and I miss my ankles, you stay put for as long as you like.

Okay, but please don't plan to stay too much longer than your projected birthday, either, because I will have to evict you, eventually.

I've been worried about you since day one, dearest. I hope you've never guessed, and will never know how much I've worried about you. And I will, until the moment they put you in my arms and tell me you're okay...oh hell, that's a lie! I know I'm going to worry every day now, for the rest of my life...about if you're well, if you're happy, if I'm doing my best for you, if my best is good enough... I will try to never let you know, or cramp your style. You just do your thing.

I really want to say: please be perfect. But that's not fair, what an impossible expectation of a little one not even out in the world, yet! I already know you will be perfect to us.

I feel you every day, squirmy wormy! Even your bedtime kicks make me smile. It was so many long months before I had any sense of you at all, and now you seem so strong! It makes me imagine you, as impatient as I am to meet at last. Do you feel me, ever - my hand on my belly, trying to touch you? Do you feel your Dad snuggle up with me so that he can feel you moving and be close to you, too? Do you hear me singing and swearing and laughing? Will you know me when you see me?

I've been so afraid for you - and believe me, I am afraid of what's coming, too. We've both got a big job ahead of us, mister - but we're tough, we can totally do this. And I promise, there is so much love and happiness waiting for you, just on the other side of this big beluga belly! It really is a beautiful world, a lot of the time, and when you see me crying like a fool the first time I lay eyes on you, it's only because I know it's that much more beautiful with you finally in it.

I love you. Yeah, I'm crying now, too - you'll find I do that a lot, don't take any notice. Just get here safe, okay?

Love,

Mom



PS - My bladder is not a trampoline. I know it's got to be pretty boring and cramped in there, but if you could quit that, I swear I'll buy you a puppy.

This made me smile.

 

[saysalice]

 

[Nina327]

Open letter to..

C- I love you, you are fucking your shit up but I love you. You keep making bad choices. This happens to NOT be one of them but staying there is. Doing what you do, giving up. That fucking sucks. I love you. You don’t deserve what you put up on there. You really don’t. Though I know you will somehow say it was your fault or you deserved it. NO! NOT THAT. The only fault in it that lies with you is the fact that you were there making OTHER bad choices. The fact that you now need stitches – that’s all on his scum sucking ass. But you, I hope one day you will stop walking down that road. I’m not walking away, in fact my damned door is wide the fuck open but I cant make you walk through it.

Scum sucker – I hope someone finds you before the authorities. You have a history of hitting women and now you have fucked with my family. I don’t like that you are still breathing.

WTF? It’s not even like it was a domestic dispute. Not saying that is in any way, somehow, right or better it just makes more sense than a dude getting mad enough to hit a woman half his size. That special hell is usually saved for ‘loved ones’.

FB-douche – NO she will not take the photos down. Fuck off. I have seen the cats, meme’s, and swimsuit models on your page and you need to wake the fuck up. THIS shit is REAL. If it offends you then you just might want to man the fuck up and be the difference you want to see in MEN and be an example. No! I’m not saying you need to jump on the lynch-mob band wagon – that’s fucking stupid now days too. You know what, typing this isn’t worth it, just stop being a douche.

Me- Get the fuck off your ass. Pick up the phone, get in the car. You can do this shit. You know what the future holds so why are you letting that one thing be a gigantic burr in your heel. I love you, now fuckoff!

~Me~

 

[Britwitch]

Dear Stomach Bugs,

I had a pretty pretty dress and heels all ready, plans for smoky make up and my favourite perfume.

Dreams of dancing and singing with my friends for the first time in months before coming home, slightly wobbily, to slip under the covers and...well...that's none of your business.

But I won't need any of that now though, will I?

Thank you. Thank you very much.

Can I just ask though? Next time you want to invade my home uninvited and take half of us out in one go and threaten the rest?

Don't.

A very unimpressed, slightly depressed,

Brit

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Dear fucknuts~

I don't have a problem with your kids being here. Why would I? I do have a problem when, all of a sudden, I can't sleep because there are kids all over my fucking house. Those same kids are loud and obnoxious like they are in competition with you to see who can wake me up first.

And seriously, throwing away the dishes? Are you for real? I told you they would be done today. Pouting because my son isn't working? WHAT? Mister I did nothing but get high and drunk the entire time I was without a job? Mister if my old boss hadn't called me in for my old job I would still NOT be working? Mister let's pout at me until I lose my fucking mind?

Don't tell me how much YOU do. If I hadn't been relying on YOU for help, we wouldn't be where we are now with me trying to play catch up using only MY money. I could have stayed in MY little apartment and been straight, Mr. LET me help you with the bills, who then spends the majority of his time smoked out or pouting like a fucking two year old.

You make me sick. And it gets older and older all the fucking time.

You need to ease up and quit assuming that you pay, that you give NEARLY as much as I do. You don't. This is my house. NOT yours. Two hundred dollars a month for a house that runs me a little over 1400 a month in bills means you have a room.

FUCK YOU.

Me.

 

[BeautifulDream]

Dear Amazingly Awesome Neighbor,

For the most part I don't have faith in humanity. People are cruel creatures who do not understand kindness. They only act for themselves. They don't think about others. Well most people at least. People may go out of their way to do something kind for another when it's part of their job, but that's because it is required of them. Then there are friends, they will do kind because of the bond they have with others. But, for the most part a random strange will not do something kind for someone they barely know.

You, sir, have shown me that not all hope in the human race is gone.

The fact that you plowed my snow covered driveway while I was at work today amazes me. I can't believe it. You took the time to do a kind act and I am so grateful.

Thank you. Thank you for being kind.

A plate of cookies will be coming your way very soon.

Sincerely,
Me

 

[BeautifulDream]

(Heh another one....)

Dear pets,

I get it.... you missed me. But can we please stop with all the fucking invading of personal space?! I just got home. I'm tired. I want to sit and rest for a few moments.

In other words.... GET THE FUCK OFF OF ME.

Thanks.

 

[SinfulLittleOne]

To the sheep of the lounge:

I'm here to say good-bye. I have grown tired of your games, your pettiness and just all of you in general.

OK, well, not all of you, just the sheep.

I have tried to be nice and so....endearing...so accepting all this time but it's gotten too hard. I had mentally prepared a big ol' speech about who I didn't like and why but have since realized, you're all not worth it.

Don't get me wrong, there is a majority I still like and wish nothing but a good life but please, get away from this place. If you think this place has better friends than your REAL LIFE has, then you've got some issues. Get out and make new friends, OK?

I used to come here for fun and lately, it hasn't been fun. You have your little groups and pick apart someone who has the 'balls' to say something different. I'm not saying I haven't done it myself, but it's no fun anymore. You all bore me.

To the newbies and lurkers out there: Don't get involved with this lounge group. Just do your own thing and write. If you do a story with someone who frequents the lounge, don't get personal with them or they'll eat you alive.

Alrighty, that's all...thanks for reading! This will probably give you something to talk about for awhile... if it doesn't then great! If it does..well, get a life!!

 

[Miss_Vivi]

The Lounge, The lounge's
A fallacy in your head
This is Calcutta
Sexuality is dead

Dearly beloved
We gather here to say our goodbyes
(Dies irae, dies illa)
Here she lies
(Kyrie eleison)
(Yitgadal v'yitkadash)
No one knew her worth
The late great daughter of Mother Zy
On these nights when we celebrate the birth

In that little town of Bethlehem
We raise our glass, you bet your ass to
La vie Lounge

La vie Lounge
La vie Lounge
La vie Lounge
La vie Lounge

To days of inspiration, playing hooky, making something out of nothing
The need to express, to communicate
To going against the grain, going insane, going mad

To loving tension, no pension, to more than one dimension
To starving for attention hating convention, hating pretension
Not to mention of course hating dear old mom and dad

To riding your bike midday past the three piece suits
To fruits, to no absolutes
To Absolut, to choice, to the Village Voice
To any passing fad

To being an ‘us' for once
Instead of a ‘them'
La vie Lounge
La vie Lounge

Hey mister, she's my sister

So that's five miso soup
Four seaweed salad
Three soy burger dinner
Two tofu dog platter
And one pasta with meatless balls?

Ew
It tastes the same
If you close your eyes

An' thirteen orders of fries
Is that in here?
Wine and beer!

To hand crafted beers made in local breweries
To yoga, to yogurt, to rice and beans and cheese
To leather, to dildos to curry vindaloo
To huevos rancheros and Maya Angelou

Emotion, devotion, to causing a commotion
Creation, vacation, mucho masturbation

Compassion, to fashion, to passion when it's new
To Sontag, to Sondheim, to anything taboo

Ginsberg, Dylan, Cunningham and Cage
Lenny Bruce, Langston Hughes, to the stage
To Uta, to Buddha, Pablo Neruda, too

Why Dorothy and Toto went over the rainbow
To blow off auntie Em
La vie Lounge

Sisters?
We're close

Brothers!

Bisexuals, trisexuals, homo sapiens
Carcinogens, hallucinogens, men, Pee Wee Herman
German wine, turpentine, Gertrude Stein
Antonioni, Bertolucci, Kurosawa, Carmina Burana

To apathy, to entropy, to empathy, ecstasy
Vaclav Havel, The Sex Pistols, 8BC
To no shame never playing the fame game
To marijuana

To sodomy, it's between god and me
To S&
Waiter, waiter, waiter
La vie Lounge
Waiter

In honor of the death of the Lounge
An impromptu salon will commence immediately following dinner
Vail Indigo, just back from her spectacular one-night engagement
At The Eleventh Street Lot
Will perform Native American tribal chants, backwards
Through her vocoder, while accompanying herself on the electric cello
Which she ain't never studied

And Scuttle Buttin' will preview his new documentary
About his inability to hold an erection on the high holy days

And Miss Vivi, clad only in bubble wrap
Will perform her famous lawn chair handcuff dance
To the sounds of iced tea being stirred

And Marauder13 will attempt to write a bittersweet, evocative song
That doesn't remind us of “Musetta's Waltz”

Britwitch will model the latest fall fashions from Paris
While accompanying herself on the 10 gallon plastic pickle tub

And FD will recount his exploits as an anarchist
Including the tale of his successful reprogramming
Of the M.I.T. virtual reality equipment
To self-destruct as it broadcast the words
“Actual reality, act up, fight AIDS”

****
No Way To Make A Living, Masochism,
Pain, Perfection,
Muscle Spasm, Chiropractors, Short-
Careers, Eating Disorders


Film


Adventure, Tedium, No Family, Boring
Locations,
Dark Rooms, Perfect Faces, Egos,
Money, Hollywood And Sleaze


Music


Food Of Love, Emotion, Mathematics,
Isolation,
Rhythm, Feeling, Power, Harmony,
And Heavy Competition


Anarchy


Revolution, Justice, Screaming For
Solutions,
Forcing Changes, Risk, And Danger
Making Noise And Making Pleas


To Faggots, Lezzies, Dykes, Cross
Dressers Too


To Me


To Me


To You, And You And You, You And You
To People living With, Living With,
Living With
Not Dying From Disease

Let He Among Us Without Sin
Be The First To Condemn

La Vie Lounge
La Vie Lounge
La Vie Lounge


Anyone Out Of The
Mainstream La Vie Lounge
Is Anyone In The
Mainstream? La Vie Lounge
Anyone Alive - With A
Sex Drive La Vie Lounge
Tear Down The Wall
Aren't We All
The Opposite Of War
Isn't Peace...
It's Creation


Woooooooo!
La Vie Lounge


Viva La Vie Lounge!

 

[Annisthyrienne]

To the sheep of the lounge:

I'm here to say good-bye. I have grown tired of your games, your pettiness and just all of you in general.

OK, well, not all of you, just the sheep.

I have tried to be nice and so....endearing...so accepting all this time but it's gotten too hard. I had mentally prepared a big ol' speech about who I didn't like and why but have since realized, you're all not worth it.

Don't get me wrong, there is a majority I still like and wish nothing but a good life but please, get away from this place. If you think this place has better friends than your REAL LIFE has, then you've got some issues. Get out and make new friends, OK?

I used to come here for fun and lately, it hasn't been fun. You have your little groups and pick apart someone who has the 'balls' to say something different. I'm not saying I haven't done it myself, but it's no fun anymore. You all bore me.

To the newbies and lurkers out there: Don't get involved with this lounge group. Just do your own thing and write. If you do a story with someone who frequents the lounge, don't get personal with them or they'll eat you alive.

Alrighty, that's all...thanks for reading! This will probably give you something to talk about for awhile... if it doesn't then great! If it does..well, get a life!!

I'll miss you.

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

To the sheep of the lounge:

I'm here to say good-bye. I have grown tired of your games, your pettiness and just all of you in general.

OK, well, not all of you, just the sheep.

I have tried to be nice and so....endearing...so accepting all this time but it's gotten too hard. I had mentally prepared a big ol' speech about who I didn't like and why but have since realized, you're all not worth it.

Don't get me wrong, there is a majority I still like and wish nothing but a good life but please, get away from this place. If you think this place has better friends than your REAL LIFE has, then you've got some issues. Get out and make new friends, OK?

I used to come here for fun and lately, it hasn't been fun. You have your little groups and pick apart someone who has the 'balls' to say something different. I'm not saying I haven't done it myself, but it's no fun anymore. You all bore me.

To the newbies and lurkers out there: Don't get involved with this lounge group. Just do your own thing and write. If you do a story with someone who frequents the lounge, don't get personal with them or they'll eat you alive.

Alrighty, that's all...thanks for reading! This will probably give you something to talk about for awhile... if it doesn't then great! If it does..well, get a life!!

Oh hun, I wish you would not let those "people" get to you. Lit is a place where anyone should be able to come and just write and have fun.

I am sad that you are letting the pettiness of others get to you and drive you away. Sure, lately it has been alot like the clicks in high school, but hell, I just ignore them and do my thing. I care not what many people think. As for the petty ones, who seem to think the Lounge revolves around them, ignoring does wonders. Let them think what they want, we know better, you know better....

If you do leave, they think they win. They don't. But they think they do.

You deserve to be able to post what you want, when you want. Don't let anyone bully you, or influence you, or tell you different.

I hope you come back.

~hugs~

 

[Light Ice]

To the sheep of the lounge:

I'm here to say good-bye. I have grown tired of your games, your pettiness and just all of you in general.

OK, well, not all of you, just the sheep.

I have tried to be nice and so....endearing...so accepting all this time but it's gotten too hard. I had mentally prepared a big ol' speech about who I didn't like and why but have since realized, you're all not worth it.

Don't get me wrong, there is a majority I still like and wish nothing but a good life but please, get away from this place. If you think this place has better friends than your REAL LIFE has, then you've got some issues. Get out and make new friends, OK?

I used to come here for fun and lately, it hasn't been fun. You have your little groups and pick apart someone who has the 'balls' to say something different. I'm not saying I haven't done it myself, but it's no fun anymore. You all bore me.

To the newbies and lurkers out there: Don't get involved with this lounge group. Just do your own thing and write. If you do a story with someone who frequents the lounge, don't get personal with them or they'll eat you alive.

Alrighty, that's all...thanks for reading! This will probably give you something to talk about for awhile... if it doesn't then great! If it does..well, get a life!!

These fucking creatures wear on me, too. I never thought that the faux-emo drama bullshit plastered all over this place would get the best of me but sometimes, sometimes, I just don't want to see it - and I have to take a break.

 

[Miss_Vivi]

These fucking creatures wear on me, too. I never thought that the faux-emo drama bullshit plastered all over this place would get the best of me but sometimes, sometimes, I just don't want to see it - and I have to take a break.

He lives!

 

[DarkWarrioress]

These fucking creatures wear on me, too. I never thought that the faux-emo drama bullshit plastered all over this place would get the best of me but sometimes, sometimes, I just don't want to see it - and I have to take a break.

Darlin, you've been around long enough to know this stuff isn't going to stop. The woman needed to vent. She did. Let's move on.

You! Go back to your break.

 

[Nina327]

oy vey.

 

[Scuttle Buttin']

If you don't enjoy coming here but still do it, that says more about you than it does about anyone else here. Good on her for stopping. Shame she had to make one last grab for attention when she did it.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

If you don't enjoy coming here but still do it, that says more about you than it does about anyone else here. Good on her for stopping. Shame she had to make one last grab for attention when she did it.

She'll be back. She always comes back. The only question is when.

 

[Scuttle Buttin']

She'll be back. She always comes back. The only question is when.

Yeah, I figured as much.


Baa, I guess.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

Yeah, I figured as much.


Baa, I guess.

*pats him on the head with a grin*

You make such a cute sheep.

 

[Scuttle Buttin']

*pats him on the head with a grin*

You make such a cute sheep.

Uh, excuse me.

It's sheeple, thankyouverymuch.

*snicker*

 

[DarkWarrioress]

Uh, excuse me.

It's sheeple, thankyouverymuch.

*snicker*

sheeple, huh? I was gonna say ram, but well, you know.... you would have had far too much fun with that one. *snerk*

 

[Firmhanded_Daddy]

sheeple, huh? I was gonna say ram, but well, you know.... you would have had far too much fun with that one. *snerk*

I fhink that means she wants you to ram her scuttles.

 

[Scuttle Buttin']

sheeple, huh? I was gonna say ram, but well, you know.... you would have had far too much fun with that one. *snerk*

I have no idea what you're talking about.

I fhink that means she wants you to ram her scuttles.

I don't think I'm horny enough for that!


Get it? Cause rams have horns, but also....


Oh never mind.