Dear Litster...

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dear litster. You're welcome (I doubt this was aimed at me but thought I would be cute and say you're welcome)
Me
 
Dear You Made Me Giggle Litster

It wasn't ~ but that was cute.

Appreciative Litster :D
 
Dear Appreciative litster.
Mission accomplished. I didn't figure it was, hadn't done anything to warrent thanking, but wanted to make you laugh.

Dr. feelgood litster.
 
Dear Dr. Feelgood,

You accomplished your mission.

Now I can say Thanks.

Proud Of You Listers
 
dear sweetest litster.
now I can say you're welcome again... I'm sensing a cycle here.

eeating pretcils cause he's hungry at 2 AM litster.
 
Dear Litster ~

Thank you for being so nice and complimentary. I honestly never realized people payed attention to my silly little musings ~ but thank you for being so kind to me.

Thanks Again Litster
 
Dear Litster,

You dropped into my life almost three years ago. You've always been there when I've needed to talk and the good Lord knew I needed you now ... and the phone rang ... and it was you. Thank you for being my friend.

:heart:

Dear Non-Litster,

I needed tonight. I need tomorrow. It's time, and I know that now. The laughs, the middle-of-the-night pick ups, the time away, the movies, the pork chops and mashes potatoes and cheesy rice, the songs, your voice, the hiding out, the quick trips to meet you here or there, the car stereo, the long trips, the pregnancy, the arrest, the miscarriage, the magic fingers, the smiles, the shopping for new sheets, the necklace, the first night we met and argued over cologne, the first time when it "didn't work," the drop-bys at the job, the nights out drinking, the church songs, our song, the thirteen page letter, your crazy ex, the phone calls, the scheming, your first cell, the phone bills, your touch, your smile, your laugh, the way you slouch, the flowers that will last forever, the flag over the interstate, laughing with kidlet, your boys, the stereo.

The arguments, the dispatcher calling, your nights out, her, breaking the window, your cousin stepping between us, wanting more time, needing more time, hating you for what you did.

The apology, the love in your voice, the guilt you felt and expressed, my stubbornness, saying no, knowing I would fall in love all over again.

Her, the gun, the accusations, her craziness, the unseen, the unknown, the bullet.

Baby, I remember each and every day we had together and am finally ready to let go of the regrets. I'm coming to see you tomorrow, the place where you lie, and I know it's time to let go. I'll never forget, I'll never stop loving, I'll never stop smiling, but I have to let you go.

I love you. Forever.
 
Dear Litster,

You dropped into my life almost three years ago. You've always been there when I've needed to talk and the good Lord knew I needed you now ... and the phone rang ... and it was you. Thank you for being my friend.

:heart:

Dear Non-Litster,

I needed tonight. I need tomorrow. It's time, and I know that now. The laughs, the middle-of-the-night pick ups, the time away, the movies, the pork chops and mashes potatoes and cheesy rice, the songs, your voice, the hiding out, the quick trips to meet you here or there, the car stereo, the long trips, the pregnancy, the arrest, the miscarriage, the magic fingers, the smiles, the shopping for new sheets, the necklace, the first night we met and argued over cologne, the first time when it "didn't work," the drop-bys at the job, the nights out drinking, the church songs, our song, the thirteen page letter, your crazy ex, the phone calls, the scheming, your first cell, the phone bills, your touch, your smile, your laugh, the way you slouch, the flowers that will last forever, the flag over the interstate, laughing with kidlet, your boys, the stereo.

The arguments, the dispatcher calling, your nights out, her, breaking the window, your cousin stepping between us, wanting more time, needing more time, hating you for what you did.

The apology, the love in your voice, the guilt you felt and expressed, my stubbornness, saying no, knowing I would fall in love all over again.

Her, the gun, the accusations, her craziness, the unseen, the unknown, the bullet.

Baby, I remember each and every day we had together and am finally ready to let go of the regrets. I'm coming to see you tomorrow, the place where you lie, and I know it's time to let go. I'll never forget, I'll never stop loving, I'll never stop smiling, but I have to let you go.

I love you. Forever.

Dear Litser.
http://pain.health-info.org/pictures/shoulder3.jpg
The other one is available to you also!
Your friend:)
 
Dear Snowbound Litster ...

Where the fuck is my snowman?

Signed,

Melting Litster
 
Dear Snowbound Litster ...

Where the fuck is my snowman?

Signed,

Melting Litster


Just because it is snowing,,,,doesn't mean you can make a snowman!!! It takes warmth to melt the snow.... and we dont have any warmth right now!!!

Still working on that! ;)
 
Dear Beautiful Litster,

I hope everything went great yesterday

Hopeful on cloud 9 Litster:)
 
Dear Litster

It's 1 degree out there ~ when you coming to warm me up? :D

Freezing Litster
 
Dear Litster,

I miss you. I miss the sound of your voice, your jokes, your intelligent conversation, your silliness, your perviness, your caring, and spending time with you. I can't wait to spend some time together soon :)

:kiss:
 
Dear Litster

You probably wont get to read this, and its just as well.

I hope your future is everything you want and you get what you truly deserve. I will miss you immensely, but understand completely

:kiss::heart::kiss:
 
Dear Litster,

Your passing threw me for a loop. I'm sorry that you'll never get to lurk again and razz me about my posts. I hate that you were all the way around the world when it happened. I HATE that I didn't find out until not that long ago. I hate Serbia and I hate that it took you away. I still love you, I'm still going to get the tattoo that we talked about. I'm still going to treasure the books you sent and the notes. I can't take your name off my YIM, I can't delete your messages. Not yet anyway. Maybe some day.

Love,
The Big Cat
 
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