Dear Litster...

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*SNORT* LOL Can I please CC this to the person who tried to break into Denali's account too?


This happened to me a few weeks ago. I thought that I knew who it was but he denied it. At the time I thought "Yeah, right" but now I wonder?? :confused:
 
Dear Litsters,

I've just discovered my sixty year old Mother has been paying a psychiatrist £60 ($177, give or take) an hour every week for the past two-and-a-half years.

~ I think she's crazy.

~ What should I do?

Offer to pay for her sessions - seeing as you're probably the reason she's gone round the bend. :eek: ;)
 
Dear SecretLitster.

~ Not possible.

~ She assured me I drove her up the wall.

:D
 
Dear Crabby lookin' Litster,

I think maybe she's crazy with worry that someone is going to notice your mug shot hanging in the Post office.
 
Dear sassy n' bratty Literonian.

I'm don't actually think she'd be all that concerned if this whole body was found hanging in the Post Office.

Ps ... someone has pinched your Profile shot. It's worrying me.
 
Dear Hangin' from the rafters Litster guy,


I think as a momma she wouldn't want to see you swingin' that way.

PS no one pinched it I took it down due to hate mail.
 
Dear wonderfully sassy Literonian.

Well, she has taken enough swings for me in her time.

Ps ... Just you hate them mails right back. Some of them can be morons. I should know, I am one. :D
 
Dear wonderfully sassy Literonian.

Well, she has taken enough swings for me in her time.

Ps ... Just you hate them mails right back. Some of them can be morons. I should know, I am one. :D

Dear Smiley Litster,

Does she need to use my paddle for the next get together?

Yup some of them can be pretty rude. Even more than you. :eek:
 
Dear Smiley Litster,

Does she need to use my paddle for the next get together?

Yup some of them can be pretty rude. Even more than you. :eek:

Dear Litster who nearly made me smile.

Naww, I reckon she'll just use the whole damn canoe like last time.

No?! You mean my life's ambition to be the rudest guy that ever sat sucking their thumb in front of a PC is now dashed?
 
Dear Litster,

I'm okay with not communicating anymore. We didn't have much to share with each other--at least not much that the other wanted to hear.

:rose:
Mia
 
Dear Litster who nearly made me smile.

Naww, I reckon she'll just use the whole damn canoe like last time.

No?! You mean my life's ambition to be the rudest guy that ever sat sucking their thumb in front of a PC is now dashed?

Dear Nearly don't count for shit Litster,

Oh shut the hell up and go suck your........thumb. I'll put mine back up if you show us your smiling face.
 
Dear Nearly don't count for shit Litster,

Oh shut the hell up and go suck your........thumb. I'll put mine back up if you show us your smiling face.

Dear Litster who rates me so highly.

~ Hell, if I smiled I'd run the risk of turning the milk sour.

~ Perhaps it's best you did take it down ... you were starting to run the risk of becoming nice.
 
Dear make me wanna drink sour milk than look at your crabby face..

Fuck that I wouldn't want to be nice ever I wanna be just like you.
 
This happened to me a few weeks ago. I thought that I knew who it was but he denied it. At the time I thought "Yeah, right" but now I wonder?? :confused:

It's happened to me, and several others here recently!

I wish lit would boot them off, sure they'd come back with proxy servers, and new names...but so what...make it harder for them anyway! :rolleyes:

You know you can trace the IP addresses. Many of us know the cities of those that tried to hack our accounts. Maybe we should start a new thread.

My hacker lives in ______________________, where does yours live?
 
Dear make me wanna drink sour milk than look at your crabby face..

Fuck that I wouldn't want to be nice ever I wanna be just like you.



Dearest Butter wouldn't melt.

To be like me you must learn to reap what you sow. None of us are picnics and each of us happy campers must take responsibility for the actions we take in making our sandwiches. Yes, the crusty responsibility of white or non-white can very much be thrust upon us, no matter our machinations at its avoidance. Perhaps, and but, it is in the game we know that speaks to the disorder we play out, but, and yet, it may be merely just a disaster revisiting from the past that we seek to conquer. That said, the best thing to do is keep ones mouth shut at all times while eating soup.

Now, all together ... breath ...


Ohmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm ....
 
Dearest Butter wouldn't melt.

To be like me you must learn to reap what you sow. None of us are picnics and each of us happy campers must take responsibility for the actions we take in making our sandwiches. Yes, the crusty responsibility of white or non-white can very much be thrust upon us, no matter our machinations at its avoidance. Perhaps, and but, it is in the game we know that speaks to the disorder we play out, but, and yet, it may be merely just a disaster revisiting from the past that we seek to conquer. That said, the best thing to do is keep ones mouth shut at all times while eating soup.

Now, all together ... breath ...


Ohmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm ....

My Dearest Soup and Sandwich Man~

If it's not white and crusty maybe you should see a doctor.
 
dear litster(s),
february is usually a shitty month for me. between valentine's day and the birthday of someone that I once would have done almost anything for, my heart is usually breaking. add to that the fact of how bad off we are right now financially and I would usually be borderline suicidal by now.... but I'm not.

why? because of her.

it started out innocently enough, with a song and an offer of friendship. I don't think either one of us expected anything more. which makes this all the more pleasant, at least from my perspective. she has quickly become very important to me, and being around her makes my heart smile so big. yeah, I know I already used that line in a post last night. it's not plagiarism if you steal from yourself.

I don't know where the road will lead. it may not go anywhere. all I can tell you right at this moment in time is that she makes me happy and bless her for that.

an added bonus is the messages I've received publicly and privately ranging from smiles to out and out joy at seeing me happy and declarations of how sweet we are together. those messages have been very touching and I thank you all. :heart:

a bittersweet downside is that I apparently underestimated how much I meant to someone and now she's been hurt in the process. I am truly sorry for that because I never intentionally set out to hurt anyone. in the past I'd have probably told you I'm not worth hurting over. I can't really say that right now because I feel pretty good about myself, but I am truly sorry that I hurt you.

I thought we were friends... my offer of friendship was good then and it's good now. if you can't get past your hurt and accept that offer.... again, I am truly sorry. I wish you could be happy for me, just as I wish that someday you will feel again what I feel right now. I'm happy. be happy for me.

thank you for sweeping me off my feet, angel baby. :rose::kiss::heart:
 
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Dear Litster,

Welcome home...with kisses to coat you, hugs to blanket you, and all I feel in my heart to snuggle you close...and keep you that way.

I'm glad you are in safe.

Stolen moments and hours on the phone with you these past weeks have made my heart glad.

that your trip was so wonderful...made me excited and happy for you.

That the coming days may bring hurt, makes me ache to help and hold you even closer. But knowing you don't just give, you give all, makes me so very proud of you.:kiss:

You are the thing, that makes my heart beat the happiest. I will always love you for that.

YOUR K :heart:
 
Dear Litster........ who nic begins and ends with with likesmbig

You are such a fucking player. You know that? You took advantage of ME and my feelings for you. You KNEW how I felt about you.... and you kept stringing me along. You messed with poor L. Now.... you've done a number on another poor woman that was new to the site. You take advantage of people you think are vulnerable and you will KEEP DOING IT.

You told me that you were stopping this. AND... you keep saying to me "that I don't trust you". Gee... I wonder why? You told me that you loved me. You told me that you've never said anything like that to a woman online before. You had also told me that I was the only one you spoke to on the phone... and we know how that turned out, don't we? You even CALLED ME yesterday to try to keep stringing me along.

You want attention... you want women to compliment you. You troll the pic threads and pic out women you think will buy into your shit. You told me that you were leaving Lit.... and that you were going to stop PMing women because it is an addiction. No - this is more than that. I'm not sure what to call it... but YOU, my friend have issues. You WILL get caught. And I feel sorry for your family when you do. You have a LOT to lose.... more than just the friend that you had in me.

Fuck you.
 
Dear Litster........ who nic begins and ends with with likesmbig

I don't know what more to say that she hasn't already let out. How DARE you make yourself out to be what you are completely NOT? I don't deserve to be lied to, and used. Whatever sick fucking game you're playing... I hope no one else falls for it.

Fucking jerk.
 
Dear Litster,

From the very first time we spoke and hearing ".........I want to lay with you in the desert tonight........" you have captured my heart. You are amazing.......

:rose::kiss::heart:
 
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