Letter To Dad
A father passing by his son's bedroom was astonished to see the bed nicely made up and everything neat and tidy. Then he saw an envelope propped up on the pillow. It was addressed, "Dad". Fearing the worst, he opened the envelope with trembling hands and read the letter: Dear Dad, It is with great regret and sorrow that I'm writing you. I had to elope with my new girlfriend because I wanted to avoid a scene with you and Mom. I've found real passion with Joan and she is really a good person. I knew you wouldn't approve of her because of all her piercings, tattoos, and her tight motorcycle clothes and because she is so much older than I am but it's not only the passion, Dad. She's pregnant. Joan says that we are going to be very happy. She owns a trailer in the woods and has a stack of firewood, enough for the whole winter. We share a dream of having many more children. Joan has opened my eyes to the fact that marijuana doesn't really hurt anyone. We'll be growing it and trading it w

Letting Everyone Know
Thank you for all of those who had helped me in my contest!! I'm going too be taking another break from here.. Who knows maybe a week or a month I'm not sure!! I'll still keep in touch and see what's going on from time too time!! Every body good luck in all the contests you guys are in!! Till another time then.. Your Good Friend, Jenn :))

Letter From A Rez Kid, Now At Parris Island Marine Corps Recruit
Shima', I am well. Hope you are. Tell my brudder Elmer the Marine Corps beats working for the trading post. Tell him to join up quick before maybe all of the places are filled. I was kinda sorta restless at the beginning because you got to stay in bed till nearly 6 a.m., but am getting used to sleeping late. Tell Elmer all you do before breakfast is smooth your cot and shine some things. And you get a real bed to sleep on and you don't wake up smelling like the sheepskin. And there's no sheep to herd, horses to tend to, fences to fix, wood to split, practically nothing to do. And you get to take a shower because there's warm water. They actually have breakfast like fruit juice, cereal, eggs, bacon, but kind of weak on mutton, potatoes, ham, steak, fried spam and other regular food, but tell Elmer you can always sit by the two city folks that live on coffee. Their food plus yours holds you till noon when you get fed again. It's no wonder these city fo

Let There Be Peace
If There is to be Peace If there is to be peace in the world, There must be peace in the nations. If there is to be peace in the nations, There must be peace in the cities. If there is to be peace in the cities, There must be peace between neighbors. If there is to be peace between neighbors, There must be peace in the home. If there is to be peace in the home, There must be peace in the heart. - Lao-Tse May all find the peace in there hearts.

Letter To Girl Of My Past
Your love was pain, so tell me, what did I gain? the pain and misery of cheating on me never goes away but a constant reminder to me that what once could have been could now never be, and that kills me inside because you said you'd love me and never part yet you acted like a tart and broke my heart All those words you said to me.. you love me, for eternity and blah blah blah your a damn disgrace girl you need a punch in the face, using and abusing words like that, like they were nothing, water from a tap, fuck you, you wind me up, you piece of crap, Don't get me wrong, I cared for you more than you'll know I told you everything and let my feelings show but I had no choice as to let you go even though I did love you more than I thought was true, you played me, so FUCK YOU. I just wanted you to know that I hate you with a passion, you fucked with my head...hey guess what, I'm not dead It'll take more than you to get to me I'm actually happy it feels like I'm

Letting You Go
I loved you once and always will, but Im freeing myself, my will is here. You've held me hostage within my shell, afraid for so long there was nothing else. The hold you had,Ive finally grown strong, Ive made a choice , to escape from my hell. Im letting you go , learning to love myself, Im letting you go ,learning to live with myself. The memories remain ,they always will but Im letting you go , Ive taken back my pain. Im breaking these chains , that bound so tight , Im setting me free , a new hope for life. You'll stay in my heart , but youve lost your control Im growing within , because Im letting you go.

Letting Go
I’m letting go of what I once held onto My grip is getting weak and it’s long overdue What was the reason for waiting so long When did the obsession get so strong ... I was kind of going crazy but now I’m sane No more mercy, tears, pleasure, or pain No more feelings about loving you that way Because feelings of hate won’t go away I hate you with every thing but my heart It’s still breaking, cracking, falling apart I can’t go back to the way it used to be When I thought you were thinking of me But you could fall and wanted to stay friends And now I cry as that friendship ends See it wouldn’t so bad if you would just say How you feel instead of pushing me away If only I knew if a should hold on longer Because if there is a chance I would be stronger

Lettin Go Is Not Easy,it's A Fact Of Life
Im lettin go now, dont think I can last Im lettin go now, Ive been living too fast Im not up in the morning arid beat the clock at night Its got so damn predictable, feel Im doing time **oh no I cant stand another day I see those gates a closing Caught in the ricochet Oh no my lifes in miniature Ill be here forever How much more can a poor boy take When all he needs is an even break Im lettin go now Work is driving me crazy Lettin go now Take a lot save me Started when I was sixteen its been just like a drug Im working every day youd think I was in love

A Letter From My Heart
Maybe I did not treat you kind But no love will I ever find… again That will make me blind With tears of love I want you to know sweetheart Where ever I go My heart belongs to you I know there are more kinds of love God may take you away before he takes me But remember… Whichever way we might go My love will stay part of you Every blink of the eye Or an angel’s sigh Will be a token of my love for you Baby never feel sorry for being part of me You are a gift from….God That came into my life You made me feel again… love again You saved my heart from dying Oh!! I still do cry… that ain’t no lie It just shows my most inner emotions And the surety my heart does not lie If I had a choice Of where I would be right now Or even the day I have to die… It would be in your arms And when ever it is your time to go I want you to know I will be there with you I would love to hold you in my arms And have the privilege To die with you

Letter To The Irs
It's a real letter and it's awesome. The Honorable Tom Harkin 731 Hart Senate Office Building Phone (202) 224 3254 Washington DC , 20510 Dear Senator Harkin, As a native Iowan and excellent customer of Internal Revenue Service, I am writing to ask for your assistance. I have contacted the Department of Homeland Security in an effort to determine the process for becoming an illegal alien and they referred me to you. My primary reason for wishing to change my status from U.S. Citizen to illegal alien stems from the bill which was recently passed by the Senate and for which you voted. If my understanding of this bill's provisions is accurate, as an illegal alien who has been in the United States for five years, all I need to do to become a citizen is to pay a $2,000 fine and income taxes for three of the last five years. I know a good deal when I see one and I am anxious to get the process started before everyone figures it out. Simply put, those of us who ha

A Letter Home
Dear Mr. and Mrs. Thomas, I write this letter in concern of your daughter, Aradia Moon. Please don't take this the wrong way, however, although she is a straight A student and a very bright child, she has some strange habits that I feel we should address. Every morning before class, she insists on walking around the classroom with her pencil held in the air. She says she is "drawing down the moon." I told her Art Class is in an hour and to please refrain from then to do any drawing. And speaking of Art Class, whenever she draws a night sky, she insists on drawling little circles around all the stars and people dancing on the ground. And that brings up dancing, I had to stop her twice for taking off her clothes during a game of Ring Around the Rosey! By the way, what does the term "skyclad" mean? Aradia has no problem with making friends. I always find her sitting outside during recess with her friends sitting around her in a circle. She likes to share her juice and cook

Letter To My Love....
My Dearest Love, Cant make rhyme or reason for the way I feel inside. So much time has gone by, and i have had u by my side. Yet you choose not to beleive in a love so deep for you. Listening to lies and all those words untrue. I know that you love me just come back.. give me a sign. No matter what you think out of sight does not mean out of mind. Unless we're talking crazy, then YES i am out of my mind for you. You made me the happiest I have ever been with everything that you do. Come back to me my sweet love be with me until the end. You're the only one one I need. You're my lover, my only best friend. So with these words I've written, I have said a prayer as i do everyday. that you'll come back and love me and never go away. That you'll trust and beleive in my love for you and that my heart is real. This is what I ask my God.. Everyday when i kneel. So now i close this little note with I love you forever and a day. I pray that your lo

A Letter From A Civilian Wife To A Mlitary Wife
Dear Military Wife, I am an American woman that has no idea what is going on in the military other than what I hear on the news. I have never had to let go of someone so that they could go fight for people that they didn't know, people that sometimes do not appreciate or understand what they are fighting for. I have never had a sleepless night of worry because of a report that another bomb has exploded and I still haven't heard from my husband. I have never had to wait for months on end to hold the one that I loved so. I have never had to tell my children that daddy wasn't coming home tonight because he was so far away fighting for something that they aren't yet old enough to understand. I have never had to hold my head high and suppress the tears as I hear that it will be at least another six months of separation before my loved one gets to come home. I have never had to deal with a holiday away from the one that I thought I would share every day of my life with. And I h

Letter From A Civilian Wife To A Military Wife
Dear Military Wife, I am an American woman that has no idea what is going on in the military other than what I hear on the news. I have never had to let go of someone so that they could go fight for people that they didn't know, people that sometimes do not appreciate or understand what they are fighting for. I have never had a sleepless night of worry because of a report that another bomb has exploded and I still haven't heard from my husband. I have never had to wait for months on end to hold the one that I loved so. I have never had to tell my children that daddy wasn't coming home tonight because he was so far away fighting for something that they aren't yet old enough to understand. I have never had to hold my head high and suppress the tears as I hear that it will be at least another six months of separation before my loved one gets to come home. I have never had to deal with a holiday away from the one that I thought I would share every day of my life with. And I have

Let The Games Begin........
here we go again... off for another few rounds of everyone's favorite game.........woooooooooooo. i see this ending in tears as usual!

Lett The Body Do The Talking
Body Talk Let my body do the talking Drip drip drop drip. O feel it now as I yearn for passions touch ignited by fire Threw your eyes. It is not the mirror image of you leaving me in a lust consumed state. pin pointing only to drive my wild desires madder then the hatter. Stop barking Come and bite me. Move slowly down my thighs as I race to catch my rise. Wet of the water Luring you are my desire. Me moment a mere time, I know you know our fire is alive. It may not Of our heart least not at this time yet the fierce animal instincts that set us a blaze. Knowing in that Moment we first seen eye to stars. What was going to be heavens gate could not protect us from Out gaze yet only dance in pure beauty of this natural lure. May you the wise true was it of past lives. Is this was brings us so near. Like water near Mount hills like sand to the desert what was it that Spark instant must of now. Clawing to wanting penetration of this yes. Of you, you o

Letting Go
Letting Go Memories we hold on too Regrets from the past Hold onto the good one's It's time to let go at last We can only learn from The mistakes of long ago By learning and suffering We have wept what we sow Should, could, woulda's Never solved a thing Hinders the song in your heart And you forget how to sing Life is but a precious gift In bad times as well as good Holding on to sorrow Unable to grow as we should Treasure the memories But leave them in the past The time has come to move ahead Grasp maturity at last For when your time time on earth has past What will your soul cry out Cries of lost memories Or a joyous happy shout Embrace each day With wonderment and smiles For you have come to the crossroads Of life's hardened miles Rise above your own self doubts Rise about the pain Learn to be a child again Throw away your crutch or cane No more excuses Nor more crutches Come out of your own Hindering clutches You will once again rejoice A

Letting Go...
Letting go doesn't mean you have failed. As long as you did your best and tried your hardest, you did not fail. Sometimes not letting go of something we think we want is where we fail, because we don't give ourselves all that we deserve in life.

A Letter To The Cavity Of Life
Dear Mr. Blue Funk, You are creating an obstacle of unrealism and destruction. Not only harming my family but myself. Lies, not white but dark, almost black. Some days my fingernails ache with pain that you mark me, like a red stain on a white dress, everyone sees and knows. You circle around me like merry- go-round, mocking me. I try to lose you, ignore you, but you stalk my mind. I confront you, petrified terrified. Living through scars, I remember only being hopeless.

Letting My Friends Know
whats up people i had an pretty scary moment yesterday i ran off an steep side of the highway yesterday and totaled my car badly. But other than the car i can out with very minor glass cuts to the side of the face and upper arm in the shoulder region. I think i was very entertaining to the EMTs on my ride to the hospital which im still kinda T'eed at them not getting my bag out the car and my bucket of worms my father and i had dug up. Anyways its the morning after and im fine aside for a the lil bruised feeling u get from an good psyhical game of basketball. bye bye for now im still in one piece

~letting Someone In Ur Heart~
How many times does it take to let someone in ur heart only to get hurt by them over and over till ur fed up? Well been there twice and got hurt twice, is 3rd time the charm? I have met yet again a WONDERFUL man, he lives nearby and we try to see each other oftenly. I am cautious, yet I have fallen for him more than I wanted to yet and that's not a bad thing. He is a great man, loving caring, cooks, helps always wanting to be loved back in return, calls, texts, sends messages always saying hi and I love you. His name is Darrell and yes I love him and gave him my heart and he has given me his!! We get along soo well and have ALOT in common as well as been thru alot in our past and are able to share it!! All I can say is, if no one can be happy for me then too bad I am happy for me and happy for him too. WE ARE HAPPY!! And in time, our children will be too and accept each of us. I love you Darrell!!!

Letter To Juggalos
-JUGGALOZ- Sorry to be all deep and serious but i got lots of shit on my mind. I'm tired of everything and everybody. The only thing i give a shit about in this hell we call a world is my Juggalo Family. The Carnival saved my life and my soul. My Juggalo Pride is the best thing that ever happened to me. It's starting to scare me for the fact when I sit back and actually observe the juggalo world, It seems like its going down hill. It seems to me that a lot of ninjas are out for self and trying to prove whos a bigger juggalo that who. There is no big or small juggalo. We are all the same. It doesn't take $4,000 is psychopathic merchandise to be a juggalo. Just because I got an old school mostastless jersey doesn't make me any better than a ninja with only one t-shirt. Being a juggalo is whats in your heart not whats on you clothes. I've seen juggalos callin each other juggahoes over spots in line at shows. That's BULLSHIT! Does anyone else realize this? Does anyone els

A Letter To Love
what are you trying to teach me, What can't I get right, I'm giving you all I've got, Even these tears tonight, What do you want from me, It's becoming too hard to give, I give and give, They take and take, This pain is no way to live, I pray that you guard my heart, I pray you make me like a stone, Letting no one past the walls I've built, Unless it's to be their home, I never want to love again, There's too much pain, Loneliness holds security, Seems thats all that keeps me sane, But the irony of it all, Is this prison I call home, The empty arms of a fractured heart, I Hold on alone, The pain of emptiness, Still more bareable then the broken heart, Strength in confinement, But, dying apart, Hollowed by the memories, You just won't take away, In the end it was the dying promise, The broken pieces will always stay,

Let The Church Help
These actually appeared in various church bulletins..... This afternoon there will be a meeting in the south and north ends of the church. Children will be baptised at both ends. Tuesday at 4PM there will be an ice cream social. All ladies giving milk, come early. Wednesday the ladies liturgy society will meet. Mr. Johnson will sing, 'Put Me In My Little Bed,' accompanied by the pastor. Thursday at 5PM there will be a meeting of the little mothers club. All ladies wishing to be little mothers please meet with the pastor in his study. This being Easter Sunday, we will ask Mrs. Johnson to come forward and lay an egg at the altar. The service will close with 'Little Drops Of Water'. One of the ladies will start quietly and the rest of the congregation will join in. On Sunday, a special collection will be taken to defray the expenses of the new carpet. All those wishing to do something on the new carpet, come forward and get a piece of paper. The ladies of the ch

~letting Everyone Know~
I just wanted to let everyone know that I will not be on much this week. There is a good friend of mine that is not doing good at all. I will keep you updated as to what happen's. Love and miss ya alll.

Letting Go
Wow....where do I start. I have met a lot of interesting people since I have been on Cherry Tap. Some good, some bad. In my time here I have also met people who mean the world to me and yet others that can't seem to take no for an answer. It amazes me how easily people can get there feelings hurt and become enraged by other people. There have been a choice few on here who have won my heart over in friendship and one who has won it over completely. I guess what is really concerning me is the degree to which some people will go to ruin another person's happiness. Why is it...when you finally find happiness in your life...other people try so hard to hurt you and to destroy that happiness. I sit here and I watch catty people slither their way through other people's profiles in order to "check up" on them or to try to catch them doing something wrong. How pathetic that this is all these people have to live for. Come on people...this is a website...There IS a REAL world out there, filled wit

Letter From Heaven
Letter From Heaven To my dearest family, some things I'd like to say. But first of all, to let you know, that I arrived okay. I'm writing this from heaven. Here I dwell with God above. Here, there's no more tears of sadness; Here is just eternal love. Please do not be unhappy just because I'm out of sight. Remember that I am with you every morning, noon, and night. That day I had to leave you when my life on earth was through. God picked me up and hugged me and He said, "I welcome you. It's good to have you back again, you were missed while you were gone. As far as your dearest family, they'll be here later on. I need you here badly, you're part of my plan. There's so much that we have to do, to help our mortal man." God gave me a list of things, that he wished for me to do. And foremost on the list, was to watch and care for you. And when you lie in bed at night the day's chores put to flight. God and I are closest to you... in the middl

Letter To Dad
A father passing by his son's bedroom, was astonished to see the bed was nicely made, and everything was picked up. Then, he saw an envelope, propped up prominently on the pillow. It was addressed, "Dad." With the worst premonition, he opened the envelope and read the letter, with trembling hands. "Dear, Dad. It is with great regret and sorrow that I'm writing you. I had to elope with my new girlfriend, because I wanted to avoid a scene with Mom and you. I've been finding real passion with Stacy, and she is so nice, but I knew you would not approve of her, because of all her piercings, tattoos, her tight Motorcycle clothes, and because she is so much older than I am. But it's not only the passion, Dad. She's pregnant. Stacy said that we will be very happy. She owns a trailer in the woods, and has a stack of firewood for the whole winter. We share a dream of having many more children. Stacy has opened my eyes to the fact that marijuana doesn't, really hurt anyone. We'll be g

Letter To Dear Abby
Dear Abby, I am a crack dealer in Beaumont, Texas who has recently been diagnosed as a carrier of HIV virus. My parents live in Fort Worth and one of my sisters, who lives in Pflugerville, is married to a transvestite. My father and mother have recently been arrested for growing and selling marijuana. They are financially dependent on my other two sisters, who are prostitutes in Dallas. I have two brothers, one is currently serving a non-parole life sentence at Huntsville for the murder of a teenage boy in 1994. My other brother is currently in jail awaiting charges of sexual misconduct with his three children. I have recently become engaged to marry a forme r prostitute who lives in Longview, She is a part time "working girl". All things considered, my problem is this. I love my fiancée and look forward to bringing her into the family. I certainly want to be totally open and honest with her. Should I tell her about my cousin who supports H

The Letter Has Not Been Guessed Yet
FREE FOR ALL STARTED....GUESS ONE LETTER AT A TIME TILL I ANNOUNCE THAT SOMEONE HAS GUESSED THE RIGHT LETTER...NOT IN THIS BLOG ANYCOMMENT IN THIS BLOG WILL NOT COUNT

The Letter Was V
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The Letter Was M
SHE FIGURED OUT MY PATTERN

A Letter To My Love
As time goes on and we're apart, I think of how things could have been. What we could have said or done to work things through. I would have been more understanding and not so judgmental, more loving and not so hurtful. I would have told you I loved and cherished you more often. That there can never or will ever be another person who I admire like you or who has reached the depths of my heart like you have. I would have told you that I'm so very proud of how far you've come and the things you have accomplished. But how could I find the words or actions to explain to you just how much I love you. It would take a million lifetimes to even comprehend my feelings. I would have told you that you took my breath away the first time I saw you. I would have told you that you made be believe in love the first time you kissed me or stole my heart the moment you uttered those magical words. I would have told you that every time I looked into your eyes I saw my destiny. My one and only. My soul mat

Letting Go.....
Last year... my son graduated from highschool... and... to get through it.. I was on anti-depressants.. and actually drank a bit of wine before the graduation ceremony, which for ME who does not drink much.. was almost TOO MUCH WINE.. I was smiling and feeling good on the outside.. but.. ... I was FREAKING OUT on the inside... I have always been a very over protective mom... and I knew.. that I had to cut the apron strings.. or atleast loosen them.. Well... today... I have to COMPLETELY cut them... my baby boy... is moving out.. and moving into his own place... WITH HIS GIRLFRIEND..... OMG....... boy... they grow up so fast. Time just flies. I swear.. I just gave birth to him.. ya know... and here he is .. signing the lease on his first apartment... and.. I just can not believe it. Where does the time go?.... It makes me wonder if I savoured the moments long enough? Did I hug him tight enough? Pay enough attention? Listen close enough? Teach him well enough? Make him feel secure en

Letting Go
Do you love someone so bad that you need to let them go, even tho it will tear you up inside. if u feel that u can not provide the things they need. even tho love isnt enough and knowing u r there always and wanting to love u forever but is better to let them go and knowing u had their love for a brief time. i know i will never be able to love again and not be with anyone else but maybe i need to let go and let them be happy

A Letter To Christians And All Humanity
This is a letter to two people close to me who are devoted Christians. I posted it because I thought it was very compelling. Wikkid .................................... ~-The World is Your Mirror-~ When you judge someone it is because they are reflecting something back at you that you do not like about yourself. When you impose your uninvited judgment on people, you are inviting them to speak their truth. You project your own self-image onto others and when they show you something that you do not like about yourself, you judge them out of fear because you are too afraid to examine your own reality and beliefs. ALL human emotions and actions derive from either love or fear; NOT from good or evil. You either create wonderful things from love or horrible things from fear. Love is the only reality and truth; fear is an illusion. Appreciation, compassion, trust, self-acceptance, self-love, self-control, free will, confidence, honesty, respect, consideration, forgivene

Let Them Be True Americans
As we hear of all the budget cuts that are looming over the average citizen I was thinking of ways to cut the budgets (federal and state) without taking from those who have the least and work the hardest for their money. My first suggestion is to impose a 50% wage reduction on all Presidents, Vice Presidents, Senators and Representatives. This includes all Govenors, Lt. Govenors, and State elected officials. Secondly, there would be no more voting yourself in a pay raise. No average american can give themselves a pay raise so you won't be allowed to do this anymore The previously mentioned people will pay for their own health care benefits just like the average american, no more freeby insurance just because you chose to be a politician. These same mentioned people will now pay for their own body guards, no more secret service paid for by the average american. The aforementioned persons would no longer have a private retirement plan they would be placed in th

A Letter From The Penis
A LETTER FROM THE PENIS THE PENIS I, the penis herby request a raise in salary for the following reasons: I do physical labor. I work at great depths. I plunge head first into everything i do. I do not get weekends or public holidays off. I work in a damp environment. I don't get paid overtime. I work in high temperatures. My work exposes me to contagious diseases. RESPONSE Dear Penis After assessing your request and considering the arguments you have Raised, the administaration rejects your request for the folowing reasons: You do not work 8 hours straight. You fall asleep on the job after brief work periods. You do not always follow the orders of the management team. You do not stay in the designated area and are often seen visiting other locations. You do not take initiative you need to be pressured and stimulated in order to start working. You leave the workplace rather messy at t

Letter To Christians And All Humanity
This is a letter to two people close to me who are devoted Christians. I posted it because I thought it was very compelling. Wikkid .................................... ~-The World is Your Mirror-~ When you judge someone it is because they are reflecting something back at you that you do not like about yourself. When you impose your uninvited judgment on people, you are inviting them to speak their truth. You project your own self-image onto others and when they show you something that you do not like about yourself, you judge them out of fear because you are too afraid to examine your own reality and beliefs. ALL human emotions and actions derive from either love or fear; NOT from good or evil. You either create wonderful things from love or horrible things from fear. Love is the only reality and truth; fear is an illusion. Appreciation, compassion, trust, self-acceptance, self-love, self-control, free will, confidence, honesty, respect, consideration, forgivene

Letting Go
To let go doesn’t mean to stop caring, it means I can’t do it for someone else. To let go is not to cut myself off, it’s the realization that I don’t control another. To let go is not to enable, but to allow learning from natural consequences. To let go is to admit powerlessness, which means the outcome is not in my hands. To let go is not to try to change or blame another, I can only change myself. To let go is not to care for, but to care about. To let go is not to fix, but to be supportive. To let go is not to judge, but to allow another to be a human being. To let go is not to be in the middle arranging all the outcomes, but to allow others to affect their own outcomes. To let go is not to be protective, it is to permit another to face reality. To let go is not to deny but to accept. To let go is not to nag, scold, or argue, but to search out my own shortcomings and to correct them. To let go is not to adjust everything to my desires but to take each day as it comes

A Letter To Moms Everywhere..
Dear mother, You have given me more than you can possibly know,you have given me hugs and kisses that have healed the hurt,the love you have given,the time that you have taken,and sacrificing yourself for me,is more than any one could ever ask,a simple thank you would not suffice,you have been a great mom,you stood behind me,took up for me,and disciplined me,teaching me,and showing me,how to be the gentle person and loving person that I am today, without you there would be no me,I love you mom,and you mean the world to me,I would lay down my life for you,if it is ever needed,call on me when you need me and i will be there,I love you mom,and I just wanted you to know. Happy Mothers day.

Letter From God To Women
LETTER FROM GOD TO WOMEN If you ever look at yourself and feel that you don't measure up, read this and your outlook will change before you finish reading it! This is good to keep, not just to read from time to time, but to also keep stored in your heart! Letter from God to women: When I created the heavens and the earth, I spoke them into being. When I created man, I formed him and breathed life into his nostrils. But you, woman, I fashioned after I breathed the breath of life into man because your nostrils are too delicate. I allowed a deep sleep to come over him so I could patiently and perfectly fashion you. Man was put to sleep so that he could not interfere with the creativity. From one bone, I fashioned you. I chose the bone that protects man's life. I chose the rib, which protects his heart and lungs and supports him, as you are meant to do. Around this one bone, I shaped you.... I modeled you. I created you perfectly and

A Letter From God: Caroline Morrison
Will you ever again wear a smile or sit with me and talk awhile? Will you ever again need me so bad that you would give up all you ever had? Will you take my hand and fly away beyond the stars forever to stay? Will you ever again love me like befor and want me so bad forever more? Will you wisper in my ear your dreams and bare the emptyness, though it seems the world would cave, and we will have to part for a little while? But, it will never happen as long as you have my heart.

A Letter To Normals From A Person With Chronic Pain
A Letter to Normals from a Person With Chronic Pain author UNKNOWN Having chronic pain means many things change, and a lot of them are invisible. Unlike having cancer or being hurt in an accident, Most people do not understand even a little about chronic pain and its effects, and of those that think they know, many are actually misinformed. In the spirit of informing those who wish to understand: These are the things that I would like you to understand about me before you judge me. Please understand that being sick doesn't mean I'm not still a human being. I have to spend most of my day in considerable pain and exhaustion, and if you visit, some times I probably don't seem like much fun to be with, but I'm still me, stuck inside this body. I still worry about school, my family, my friends, and most of the time, I'd still like to hear you talk about yours, too. Please understand the difference between "happy" and "healthy". When you've got the flu, you proba

A Letter From My Son For Mothers Day
God gives us all blessings, in many shapes and forms. He is mysterious, all knowing, and always watching. He knows when you need him the most and just when it seems impossible, or that it's just not going to happen , it does, life changes with the blink of an eye , instantly flipping your reality into another... today is the 6th anniversary of a blessing that came into my life , My mom had a kidney transplant , and I just wanted tp let her knoe I LOVE her, and i thank the loving soul who chose to give life anew to my heart(mom) my spirit, and driving force... I love you mommy so much please know that I do and always will... we need eachother more than ever now,,, Muahz! Siempre your Bay~b~boi:::noonie

A Letter From My Ex.
AIGHT SO THIS IS A RECENT EMAIL I GOT FROM EX-GIRLFRIEND AIMEE. AIMEE TOOK OFF ON ME, HAD AN ABORTION, AND JUST CAUSED SHIT LOADS OF DRAMA. HAVEN'T TALKED TO HER SINCE OCTOBER SO SHE SENDS ME THIS. ENJOY IT AS I HAVE. PEACE OUT AND SHIT.-BILL. P.S. NAKED AND LAUGHING. hey, i've been thinking about you lately, mostly about the things worked out. I've tried to call you but you don't answer. I guess everything that happened is running through my head and being high finally doesn't make the pain of an abortion go away. I guess its just now hitting me. I wanted to say sorry for dragging you through that. I really do see that you always wanted the best for me and you really did love me...you did a lot for me and taught me a lot and i will always cherish that. I don't know how you felt about the abortion...im slowly forgiving myself for it....i wasn't ready for a baby much less one that was most probably diabetic and the phsical toll it was causing on me. Just know that there isn't a d

The Letter (another Of My Stories)
The five policemen entered quickly into the room, led by the young student. A crowd was outside the room wondering what had happened. So many people in the hall at such an early hour was unheard of in the dorms. The room was clean, but in slight disarray. Two chairs were toppled over on the floor, right under a taut hangman's noose, which had nothing to hold it taut. "There you are. Could two of you please walk out of the room for a minute?” said the student, who was the hall's RA. Two of the policemen walked out to keep everyone else from trying to enter. When the three remaining policemen and the student looked back at the rope, there was a body hanging from it. The student was barely able to point towards the envelope on the floor before having to run out in tears. One of the policemen picked the envelope up and opened it. In the outside it said "To: Nobody Cares". The letter was typed and a couple of pages in length, as if the dead man had planned this for a while. T

A Letter To My Love
I want to take you to a place deep within me. It's someplace I think you should see. Take my hand if you will. It's only 2 A.M. we have time to kill. Please enter slowly at first, if you can. Pateiently I want it done so you will understand. You have to be careful, this place is sore. It had been torn to shreds years before. Some guys know, others find out. Yet it is still something I don't talk about. This is something I have waited awhile to share. So please handle it with care. I couldn't bear to see it once again torn apart. I mean think about it-I do have only one heart. Dawn F 1991

Let The Pain Remain
Love comes, love goes. 'Till a sudden feeling never let me be. Somehow, i know, that a part of you still linger since you've been gone. Like a sturdy tree that seen a thousand season. I've to shed my leaves in winter. To grow them back in spring, to welcome life again, to welcome you. So goes my life. Still believe in dreams of having you around. Too bad memories. Feed the mind and not the heart, where I want you to be. So I asked myself what you have left behind for me. To go on each day to live as if, I had you once. What else is there that's been. But all the pain that I feel. So let the pain remain forever in my heart. For every throb they bring is one more moment spent with you. I let the pain, brings all the rains. If that's the only way, if there's no other way. If that's the only way to be with you again.

Letter From Depression
Dearest soulmate, You don’t know me yet but you will, I’ll explain a bit about how. One day you’re going to wake up feeling sad, and you are going to be sad all day, and the next day you will feel sadder still. Then out of nowhere you want to cry all the time and all these issues about your self appearence and personality will become an obsession. You will sit in your room all night and want to hide away. the world will be the scariest place around. You will have 2 paths to choose from at this point, they will be a) tell someone how bad you feel and that you don’t know why b) keep it inside, you don’t know why you feel sad so you won’t be able to talk it over with anyone. You chose? You guessed it; path b, and you will follow this path, it’s a bumpy one and your soul will be shredded along the way. Then I come in and befriend you. I take over your mind, I make you want to die, I make you hate yourself more than ever, and I control your life. I tell you not to eat and if you do

A Letter From Cain
~ A reading from: Good new Bible-Catholic study edition Sirach 6:8-17 "Some people will your friend only when it's convinient for them. But they will not stand by you in trouble. Others will fall out with you over some arguement and then embarrass you by letting everyoneknow about it. Others will sit at your table as long as thing are going well; they will stick to you like your shadow and give orders to your servants. But they will not stand by you in trouble. If your situation takes a turn for the worse, they will turn against youand you will not be able to find them anywhere. Stay away from your enemies and be on guard against your friends. A "Loyal" friend is like a safe shelter; find one and you have found a treasure... Nothing else is as valueable; There is no way of putting a price on it. A loyal friend is like a medicine that will keep you in good health. Only those who fear the Lord can make real friendships. Because he will treat his friends as he does himself"

Letters From Nobody (the Dragon Journals) Pt. 5
At some point before I expire from this life, I would appreciate the opportunity to take off this face I have to wear day in and day out. To show the entire world what an unspeakable monster that they have created in me over the years. To show the pain, the sorrow, the loneliness that is the true me... Every morning I must adjust this old guise so as not to offend anyone during the course of an earthly day. To show them smiles, and tell them jokes, to hide the suffering. My life, as it is, is simply a series of mundane gestures and idiotic comments designed to amuse a few; annoy all others.

Letters From Nobody (the Dragon Journals) Pt. 1
...and the dragon wept. Sitting amongst the ashes and ruins of what society had caused to well up inside him. He had burst forth, full-faced and screaming into the abyss that is this world. No one in their right mind would have or could have even imagines that this world harbored such a creature as himself. Lurking in the dark shadows, he studied his prey with a daily diligence. Hoping to find at least one glimmer of hope to save this place that he had loved so passionately. But alas, like Lot and Sara, there is none that is worthy of the escaping the disastrous effects of the Ancient One. The Unnameable. The Unspeakable. The Dragon....

Letter For Her
I know that I should try to find somebody new. But all I find myself always thinking of you... You don’t even know it. And why should you care? You’re happy just pretending that I’m not even there. Forever means nothing if I don’t spend it with you. But there’s just nothing more I think I can do. I try to tell you I love you but you just don’t stop to listen. Then I guess you’ll never know that I’m the one you’re missing. Give me just one minute and look into my eyes... Forget your friends. Forget the world. Forget the pain and lies. Forget about what people say and what other people might see. All I want you to think about now is what you think of me... Because nothing really matters except for the people you love. And it kills me inside not knowing what your thinking when your all I’m thinking of. Maybe I am wrong and you really just don’t care. But why sometimes do you act so nice to me if no feelings are actually there. All I want is for you to tell me exactly ho

Let There Be Light
Let There Be Light In a physics course, which involved light, electricity and magnetism, the students were required to read the week's experiment before coming to class... At one lab session the student assistant wanted to see how many of his pupils had actually done so. "What are the two types of light?" he asked. The lab fell quiet until one wise guy raised his hand and said, "Uhhh, Actually there are three: Bud, Coors and Miller!"

A Letter To My X Boss
Oh Lisa.(moni of NastyPastTimes.com).. You should have listened to your children when they told you I was a bitch! Since you will not pay me my last pay from your company, and at the advice of my legal council, I have taken and started to use and make money with the character's that you so kindly GAVE me. You gave me not only there pictures but also there model release forms and licenses before I left your home. I was not going to use them had you only sent me my paycheck, but since you refuse to do so I will take these girls instead. You should also know I have told Michelle all about what you have been doing as well. Now if you want me to stop using these girls all you have to do is PAY ME MY MONEY! If you pay me my money then I might agree to stop using these girls and delete all there files from my PC. You see unlike you I keep my word. Oh I already know this will piss you off and you may even call me. But that will change nothing. There is NOTHING you can do abou

A Letter From Men To Women
To all women, On behalf of all men I would like to clarify a few points: * The floor is considered an acceptable clothing storage location. * Never ask me to purchase feminine products. Assume that I will come home with the wrong thing. * When watching TV hugging is always fine because I can still see the screen. Kissing should only be done during timeouts and commercials. Questions should also be limited to this period as you stand a much better chance of getting an immediate response. * When we are watching your show and I change the channels during a commercial do not hassle me that they are over to change the channel back. I always know when the timing is right. Also, when we are channel surfing do not ask me to go back, there was a good reason why I skipped it. * If you need help with the laundry, I am more than willing to carry it from the bedroom to the washer. In my mind this is half the chore and I am now free to return to the couch. * If I men

Letting Go
you think ur the only one who hurts dont you? u think that ur the only one who had cried? baby ive cried more times then u know. ive cried the nights i sat alone and wondered where u left out to. ive cried the nights that darkness fell on empty words. on the nights that i said i love u and tired to shair that love and got nothing back ive cried. to show someone u mean what u say is to really do it and stay that way. promises mean nothing when they r empty i know bc so many of urs were that way and i cried. so as hard as it is to say bye i must. and believe me ive cried. lettin u go isnt easy lettin life go on without u is hard but i feel at this time in place i must let it happen. some day we may meet again and once again fall in love and maybe that someday we will live happly ever after.

A Letter To My Mother
As I sit here remembering the times we shared together, The good the bad and also the laughter, I keep thinking mom, trying to figure it out, But my thoughts only lead me to the same question how? Some people don't appreciate what they have until its gone, It took me awhile mom, sorry it took so long, I keep wondering if God would have changed his plans, If I'd just walked with you hand in hand, Without you mom things just aren't the same, So I am asking you mother do I deserve this much pain? When will it be over will it ever disappear? Will you ever be able to understand in my heart I really care? So now mom I have made my confessions, Surely by now I have learned my lesson, I feel as if I can't go on without you, And I know you feel the same way too, Ever since the day you left me I learned to take care of self, But, I always feel like I need your help, We missed so much in those dreary years, But now we can forget all those fears, Because I know in my

Letters From Nobody (the Dragon Journals) Pt. 17
some days life just gets so damn boring anymore. Ever have the strange feeling that you were out of your body and watching as an innocent bystander from a distance? In centuries past, the Ancient One has felt that way many times...too numerous to count or mention. Sometimes I have the uncanny ability to do it just as a release from this void in life. Or lifetimes... Ah, to just once feel the actual sting of Death's sweet hand on my shoulder beckoning me home. What a glorious day that will be in the story of this old de-humanified dragon. To ride the gossamer wings of Death's angel and look into the void and the expanse of time after lifetimes. To laugh in glorious wonder at those who think they have it all figured out already and are yet barely from their teens. Hahahaha. To livie as I have lived, and cheated Death his just rewards so many times; only now to allow him full control and reign over my soul. To allow him to take me from this cold, bitter humanized world and plant my fee

Letting Go
Letting Go -=-=-=-=-=-= - As silence fills my loneliness Only for you my heart cries The growing gnawing pain within myself That tears every senses of my life. Tears flow endlessly Even my eyes swells in deep agony But nothing had been left That I burned even more with desire Just to feel the warmness of your embrace. I still have the memories when we first meet Memories that I thought would just be the beginning And would never end But suddenly it was gone with the wind. I always say I LOVE YOU Deep inside my heart I do Thinking that you feel the same way too That even we're miles away we can make it through I felt my world shattered like a glass One day when you told me that I was just a back up And that you are still in search of your perfect match For someone you can marry even when there's no real LOVE. I have been waiting for a chance Hoping that one day you would realize and understand I gave you everything that I ha

A Letter From Home By Me
A Letter From Home Far away from home he fights to give you and I our rights. He gives his all to our country only to be forgotten by most. At mail call he stands head held high though nothing for him came that night. Day after day the same thing he feels all alone and cries in the night. Why must he go forgotten by those he fights to protect? He does not ask a lot a simple how are you note, yet the days pass with not one word. Though lonely and broken hearted he stands tall and proud. He will not break his vow to protect his fellow Americans. While he gives his all, you should give your effort and write one little letter to a soldier that deserves it. by: Jennifer H. Lynchburg, Va 5/2/2006

Letting Go!
There are people who can walk away from you. And hear me when I tell you this! When people can walk away from you: let them walk. I don't want you to try to talk another person into staying with you, loving you, calling you, caring about you, coming to see you, staying attached to you. I mean hang up the phone. When people can walk away from you let them walk. Your destiny is never tied to anybody that left. People leave you because they are not joined to you. And if they are not joined to you, You can't make them stay. Let them go. And it doesn't mean that they are a bad person, it just means that their part in the story is over. And you've got to know when people's part in your story is over so that you don't keep trying to raise the dead. You've got to know when it's dead. You've got to know when it's over. Stop begging people to stay. Let them go!! If you are holding on to something that doesn't belong to you and was never intended for your life, then yo

Letters From Nobody (the Dragon Journals) Pt. 12
...And the great dragon bled from the inside out. His heart now failing because of a simple human emotion...Love. How many times must I endure the solitude after bearing my heart to ones that tear it to shreds with their talons of deceit and treachery? As I look back now, I wonder, how could I have deluded myself into thinking that these human women would ever truly love an old ugly neverworld creature such as I. We live in two different worlds, them and me. They live in their world of what they realize to be a reality, when in fact it is not. My world IS the world of reality...pain, hunger, lost loves, depression. I have finally come to realize that I will never again know the warmth and love of a good woman. Being used hurts this old dragon's heart so very much....

A Letter
A father passing by his son's bedroom was astonished to see that his bed was nicely made and everything was picked up. Then he saw an envelope, propped up prominently on the pillow that was addressed to "Dad." With the worst premonition he opened the envelope with trembling hands and read the letter. Dear Dad: It is with great regret and sorrow that I'm writing you. I had to elope with my new girlfriend because I wanted to avoid a scene with Mom and you. I have been finding real passion with Stacy and she is so nice. But I knew you would not approve of her because of all her piercing, Tattoos, tight motorcycle clothes and the fact that she is much older than I am. But it's not only the passion...Dad she's pregnant. Stacy said that we will be very happy. She owns a trailer in the woods and has a stack Of firewood for the whole winter. We share a dream of having many more children. Stacy has opened my eyes to the fact that marijuana doesn't really

Letting Go
Letting Go How do you walk away from someone you love And take the road of friend; Can you reroute the course you have taken And start over once again? I don't really want to let you go But inside me I know I must; The times we've loved . . . the times you've left My heart says stay . . . but it's my mind I must trust. We have shared so much together Laughter . . . fun times . . . tears; Yet sometimes we can't turn back time We must walk away, and allow ourselves to heal. I know one day you will be happy And your soulmate you will find; I know we each have one out there Even if for now . . . only in our minds. May life be gentle with you May God's best come your way; And on some quiet tomorrow You will realize things were better this way.

Letting Go?
Just a few thoughts tonight, have not written anything in a while................. The burning question tonight is, when is enough ...enough. How do you know if is't time to let go? Or should you keep holding on to that last drop of hope? Or is the question ......Is He holding on to a women letting go ????????????

Letters From Nobody (the Dragon Journals) Pt. 3
In many ways the old dragon is angry....Angry that it cannot take its own life, because if it does it will doom itself to an eternity of darkness and tortured horrors. I t has lived through enough of this darkness and horror while it existed here. Angry because it is immortal and the only way to really end its life IS to take it itself. Angry that it cannot see the true love it once knew once more or ever.... It feels as if she left it too soon to go on. Left it centuries ago, yet as if only yesterday....

Letting Go
So, at the end of last summer, I met a girl. Kristi. She was so hot, so attractive, and so amazing. I fell hard for this girl, gave her my heart completely as I always do when I fall in love. My closest friend here anc certainly vouch for that. We dated for about 2-3 months, then something happen, as we were having sex, I told her I loved her and I really ment it. She asked me about it after and I told her again. Well, she pretty much walked away. She wasn't looking for someone to love, just someone to frack. Seems like a commen theme in my life. In anycase, the song in this blog is dedicated to her. We were so close to something special and she didn't want it. Well, to this day, she still owns a special place in my heart. Foolishly, I'm sure, I still love her. And foolishly, I'ld probably take her back if she asked me to. But, I know, that will never happen. Girls like her never really date guys like me. I'm just not country enough or something. Still,

Letter From Charlie Daniels
HATS OFF TO CHARLIE DANIELS....AT LEAST HE HAS THE COURAGE TO SPEAK HIS MIND!!! Did he ever hit the nail on the head with all the politicians: "I don't know how everybody else feels about it, but to me I think Hispanic people un this country, legally or illegally, made a huge public relations mistake with their recent demonstrations. I don't blame antbody in the world for wanting to come to the United States of America, as it a truly wonderful place.?? But when the first thing you do when you set foot on American soil is illegal it is flat out wrong and I don't care how many lala land left heads come out of the woodwork and start trying to give lessons. I don't need sensitivity lessons, in fact I don't have anything against Mexican!? I just have something against criminals and anybody who comes into this country illegally is a criminal and if you don't believe it try coming into America from a foreign country without a passport and see how far you get. What disturbs

Lettuce, Tomato, And A Side Of Ranting Please!
Well, apparently, I've run into some bad things today. I know that I shouldn't but it just got to under my skin and made me think,"why?" I still feel a bit agitated at the fact that I don't have anybody as a friend or even a girlfriend. I keep running in my mind what would happen if I did run into that special someone in my life. And every time it ends up with me walking away from everything. I keep thinking about what the argument would be about. And I see my self saying,"Since when did you care? Since when did you ever cared about what I said, what I've done, what I have thought? Since when did your mind, body and soul ever truly care about my life? Love is a cruel and ridiculous sport that lies and kills you whenever there is an opportunity to pounce at such concept." I start to walk away and then that's when they say it. That's the exact point in which they insistently touch a nerve that you do not want anybody touching at all and say,"Do you say this because someone else th

Letter For My Knight
I am wondering at this very moment if you are thinking of me, if you like me, wondering what is taking you so long to write me. Many times I thought I finally have you only to be disillusioned by the fact that my wait has not yet ended. I get up each morning hoping, dreaming, longing to have you in my arms. I am thinking of how we will meet. Would it be as romantic as the ones I have seen in the movies? Or is there a possibility that I can have you in my arms?.. Oh how I wish you were here right now coz you are the only one who has the answers to all of my questions. Sometimes I ask myself if I am experiencing "love". I do not have the answer to that question either but I believed that more often than not, we will never experience what really love is until we have that person and since that you're not here, maybe I'm not experiencing love. You just don't know how often I dream of finally having you and what it feels like to be in your arms. Even at this very moment, I am imaginin

Letting Everyone Know
I wnat to tell everyone that if you do not see as much of me on here it is becuase I may have to have so surgery done on my leg. I feel and hurt it getting out the pool. I went to the doctor yesterday and they told me that they have found a mass n my bone and we are not sure if it is canser. I wll let you know. To be contuine......

Letters From Kay
April 11, 2006 7:08 pm I fantasize all the time about being submissive to you. About you forcing me to be partially nude, my breasts showing through thin fabric or exposed at all times. I fantasize about you setting limits for me like what time to go to bed, about what time to be home from work, about what to wear or what I can spend. I fantasize that when I disobey your limits that you follow through and punish me. Not like the bratting kind of disobedience where I do something on purpose to get spanked. I fantasize that you make me spend time in the corner naked, or I'm not allowed to watch TV, or I'm grounded somehow, or if I am spanked that I'm not rewarded with sex afterwards. I fantasize about a real HOH relationship where you follow through. This is not a sexual fantasy, yes, sex would be in there too but not the focus. When we've tried this before I was so frustrated because you didn't follow through or you expected me to administer my own kind of HOH relati

Letter To Hope
I sit and dream of a love that is so strong that the wind and rain sing songs of joy.. I want desire and passion but i am begening to think that love like that is just in fairy tales and movies.. i dont remember how it feel to be with someone who wants me.or someone who enjoys holding one another. kissing in the rain or just some one to take a long walk to nowhere just to be together. dreams.....empty wishes... maybe i had my chances of love.. i tend to think that i should let go of the silly dreams of love i am not for sure how to turn off a dream i want someone who will love me i dont know but some times i wish i could turn that wanting off..i need to step away from the dream so maybe i can heal the whole in my heart..an emptiness that fills my spirit... a hollow feeling of nothing but wanting that i wish i could turn off i wonder how taking life one moment at a time will help me heal help smile help me laugh the liitle things in life that was alw

A Letter Never Sent
Name, I am not sure where to start this... and I am not sure if any of this is as important as I give it favor to be. You once said something to me that I have been thinking about this evening. You said something about how the people in your life come in it for a reason a season or ... I cut you off, so I am not sure, but I believe the words torn from your mouth were going to be "for life". Unlike conversations I have with most others I truly hear your words and they stay with me. This may be something that makes you feel uncomfortable, and that is what is bothering me and the motivation behind why I am writing you. I do hear the words that you do not say to me. I can feel when I make you feel uncomfortable, and I am almost positive all of this makes you feel uncomfortable to some degree. These are my perceptions, and perhaps I am way off. While I hope that I am, I am almost positive I am not. I want to tell you so badly about how much having you in my life means to me.

Let The Rambling Begin!
Ok for the last two days now I've been getting mail from "Cherry Tap Support" telling me that my pics have been marked NSFW. What the hell?? Most of the pics I've got on my page has been on there since the first day that I signed up on this site. It just pisses me off to no end that people are so stupid!!! Come on now, a unicorn with an angel is NSFW??? Makes ya wonder don't it. So to all my friends and family that read this, beware, some one is going around reporting pics NSFW, when they are totally fine.

The Letter (this Is Beautiful And Will Make You Cry)
Sally jumped up as soon as she saw the surgeon come out of the operating room. She said: "How is my little boy? Is he going to be all right? When can I see him?" The surgeon said, "I'm sorry. We did all we could, but your boy didn't make it." Sally said, "Why do little children get cancer? Doesn't God care any more? Where were you, God, when my son needed you?" The surgeon asked, "Would you like some time alone with your son? One of the nurses will be out in a few minutes, before he's transported to the university." Sally asked the nurse to stay with her while she said good-bye to her son. She ran her fingers lovingly through his thick red curly hair. "Would you like a lock of his hair?" the nurse asked Sally nodded yes. The nurse cut a lock of the boy's hair, put it in a plastic bag and handed it to Sally. The mother said, "It was Jimmy's idea to donate his body to the university for study. He said it might help somebody else. "I said no at first, but Jimmy said, 'Mom, I won't be us

Letter To My Sister
The aftermath of the dreams unfounded, the picture of 3D surrounded, I'm confounded.  Thoughts of what family suppose to be, has me hurting, searching for something to fill the gap, that's why I write on where my life lapse. I trap my agony on the trapeze, trying to please from overseas so I moved home, never known, it's just one man against the grain, my brain frustrated wishin for a time to be elated, I created a false realm to grab the helm, the film rolls on, and I watch in a theater all alone, the flicker of the film shown tone the harsh truth, with proof that it's a one man fight and the dim light makes it hard for sight I attrite to the price high cost, and sit here writing knowing it's already at a loss. Not the boss, just the jester falling down from the pressure, I'm the lesser of a factor, the detractor, with father who's passed, I hold the task of blood line gone, compose songs wrong, I long for the right poetical pictures to galvanize my thoughts like scripture, it's a mix

Letting Go...
These many years I have been working with the theme of... letting go... To relinquish the people one loves is especially hard, and yet this is the nature and requirement of love. While I cling to another, I can never truly love that person. When I love the other I will free him or her to follow a path that is not my path, to hold opinions that are in opposition to my own, to have friends that will never be my friends, to live in a city that is not my city, to leave the circle of my love for another's love. Him that I love, I wish to be Free. Even from me. ......sigh ............Its time to turn the page

A Letter From Ma Baby Patrick
hey i jus wanted to tell you that i love u soo much and i wud do anything for you.and you love me i always wanted to be with you forever...i have strong feelings for you eva since last nite and it was like love at first sight for us and u know i said i will die for you...but i wanted to have you for myself but i guess i cant and you cant have me for myself either...but now i realized that i want to be with you only and i wanted to marry you and start a family with you one day...but i guess i hope that will happen and i love you to death you just dont know i daydreamed about you all day sending you texted messages that i missed you and stuff like that...i just cant get you off my mind i just want to hold you close and tell you the things i wanted to do to you, asking you wats on ur mind,and telling you that... I Love You

Letter From 18 June 2007
Datum: Mon, 18 Jun 2007 13:17:57 -0500 Von: "Tyler Perry Mailing List" Ins Adressbuch An: all_lists@tylerperrystudios.net Betreff: A Message from Tyler Perry - Overweight and on TV When I talk to you about my personal life I'm always amazed at how many there are of you that can relate. Thank you for all the comments on the Father's day email that I sent out recently about forgiveness. Your stories are so inspirational to me. My prayer is that you will receive the forgiveness and grace that so many of us seek everyday. I'm not going to beat you up every week with these emails about HOUSE OF PAYNE. Because the ratings for the show are still great, I'm so grateful for the faithful...smile. This week the show has been turned up a few notches. I can't wait to see what you think of these two episodes this Wednesday. I'm glad that you all didn't give up on the show after the first week. As many of you wrote last week after seeing the last two episodes about Ja

Let Them Know!
Life throws us curve balls sometimes, things we never expect or want to see coming. All too often some life-altering event takes someone or something close to us, catching us totally off guard. Before those things happen to us we have the ability to make sure that those people we hold dear to us know just how we feel. Take a moment each day to let those that matter know that you love them, that they are unique and that they bring a smile to your soul just by being who they are. Please don't let pettiness keep them from you or you from them. All it takes is one little moment and they can pass from you forever. Thats a regret you just can't easily live with. Life is truly too short to keep the people you love at arms length, no matter the reason... This is a regret i don't personally have to live with but I know many that do and I wouldn't wish it on anyone! I told him I loved him every day that I talked with him, even when I wasn't completely pleased with him... Sorry for rambling

Letter To The Burlington Free Press
i just sent this letter to the local paper, the burlington free press: I found your decision to place a photo of Father Searles, a man who has never hurt anyone, above the headline "Priest-Abuse Trial Opens" highly offensive. It would have been much more appropriate and indicative of fair and balanced coverage if you had used a photo of the accuser or the Church's legal counsel. Your choice of photo creates a guilt by association effect on an innocent man. I have also noticed that from the very outset of the Church's abuse scandal, your paper has carried a highly anti-Catholic bias in its coverage. One wonders if the hate mongering of "reporters" like Sam Hemmingway could have had anything to do with the vandalism of the statue of the Blessed Virgin a short while ago. As a news organization you have a responsibility to your readers to provide fair, accurate and balanced coverage of the issues with out bias. With your coverage of the sex abuse scandal you have failed miserably in thi

Letting It Go?
I just had a conversation with a dear friend of mine and she told me that I've been miserable lately. I'm not going to deny that fact. She read me like a book and told me that my problem is is that I think about my dead son way too much and I'm not letting myself love someone properly or not letting myself be loved the way that I want and need to be loved. She says I need to move on. It's been over 7 years since my son died and I now have two other beautiful boys I need to focus on. Now, I know I'm stretching here for advice, because unless you have experienced the death of a 4 year old, you will never know how or what I am feeling, but should I push my thoughts of my son away and risk the chance of being hurt again by love? I guess you can say I'm using his death as a shield because my love for him was torn and ripped from my heart in a matter of seconds when he took his last breath. I just don't want to let him go yet.

Letting Go...
The hardest part is that I love you But I know it's time to let you go We've tried and we've tried and again we've tried For our efforts we have nothing to show We pretend that it's okay Friends admire our 'model' relationship All we do is argue and fight Love? It's more like an emotional trip For a minute, lets forget love A relationship should be built on trust I can't honestly say that I trust you Because I know it's your nature to lust I'm sick of crying all night Because you've hurt me and left me alone I'm sick of hearing your voicemail Because you wont pick up the phone I know about the excuses And every lie you've ever told But I let it slide and forgot it Because the love was more important to hold Love is invisioned as warmth in your heart But sometimes it's as cold as ice We know this to be the truth For our love has failed not once but thrice Love is complicated And even more difficult to show But the hardest part about love Is knowing

A Letter Written By One Of My Waitresses To Newspaper About Agent Orange Tell Me What You Think
This is a must read I did and couldn't believe a 20 yr old could be so brave after going through so much Proud of you Shannon Agent Orange the ultimate victor in the end Print this ArticleEmail this ArticleMagnify TextBookmark this ArticleShare on FacebookDigg this ArticleStumble Upon this ArticleBookmark with del.icio.usLive BookmarkAdd to TechnoratiTOOL HELPBy SHANNON BUCK For the Daily Gleaner Published Friday June 1st, 2007 Appeared on page B7 Your mission to destroy the forests of New Brunswick has become a greater success than ever imaginable. Not only have your toxins damaged the growth of Camp Gagetown's foliage, but in addition, you have succeeded in ruining the lives of countless human beings. The rate of disease among those working and living in Camp Gagetown's vicinity has never been so high. Both employees coming into direct contact with you, as well as those who innocently breathed in your presence, have fallen victim to disease and death at very young

Letter To The Fl Congresswoman
Some douche bag up there in the untouchable office once said that this bill will hurt the landscapers and farmers and day laborers. Well these are the same people that are the crack sellers and pimps and thugs and rapists and muggers. I live in the Naples Manor and I have seen first hand what the hard working immigrants can and will do. The same ones that brainless sack of skin is trying to save are the same ones that are going to jail, breaking in my car, stealing my mail and throwing their empty beer bottles in all the yards in this area. We never see in the Naples Daily News all the crime reports of drugs and prostitution. Can you tell me why we dont read or hear about the crime in this area that truly effects us? Mario used to be a crack dealer. He had his girlfriend Barbara Mills (who is locked up in collier county jail) walk the streets sell crack and her body for money. Guess what, Mario was illegal and now is being deported. Juan D. Vasquezsolis, 18, 3275 Tamara Dr

Lettin Go
When I close my eyes, I think of you, I wonder when my dream mite come true. I feel the wind blow through my hair, as i wonder if you even care. The tear drops fill my eyes, and i try o' so hard not to cry. Is it me he thinks of at nite, or is it her he is holding tight. Am i just a fool, as I sit and wait for you. The sun comes up to brighten the sky, just another day as I wonder why. why am I allowing myself to come second you just dont know what you mean to me I reckon. So before I let the last morel I have go, I one last time will let you know. how very much I love you and this is why I'm letting you go! By:cici34

Letting Go
Letting Go There's nothing but the good country surrounding me. The moon is shining brightly over the tree tops and its reflection on the water is such a beautiful sight. This is a perfect place for two people who are in love ... As I sit here thinking about all the time I have wasted, just sorting out my life -- I never really realized what loneliness was until you were gone. It seemed as though things were going so good until one day you left without a single trace. All of our plans for the future were shattered. There was to be no more of you and I together. You were gone, gone forever. I still remember the times we shared, but slowly these memories are going too. One day they'll be gone just like you ... I'm trying desperately to find you and bring you back to me. I dream about you every day and pray that you'll come back, but it's hopeless. There's no use in pretending, cause deep down in my heart I know you've found another. Someone to take my place, som

4 Letter Words
A young couple got married and left on their honeymoon. When they got back, the bride immediately called her mother. Her mother asked, "How was the honeymoon?" "Oh, mama," she replied, "the honeymoon was wonderful! So romantic..." Suddenly she burst out crying. "But, mama, as soon as we returned Sam started using the most horrible language...things I'd never heard before! I mean, all these awful 4 letter words! You've got to come get me and take me home.... Please mama!" "Sarah, Sarah," her mother said, "calm down! Tell me, what could be so awful? What 4-letter words?" "Please don't make me tell you, mama," wept the daughter, "I'm so embarrassed they're just too awful! Come get me, please!" "Darling, baby, you must tell me what has you so upset.... Tell your mother these horrible 4-letter words!" Still sobbing, the bride said, "Oh, mama...words like DUST, WASH, IRON, COOK...!"

Letter To Myself
Dear Me, Yesterday I thought I knew how things were... But I started to see those lines begin to blur. I used to think this was living, I was made to be cold, hard and unforgiving.... I once was told he loved the color of my eyes after I had been crying. I think he just loved to see me dying. I was once told I hung the moon and stars. I think he thought I was like the girls at the bars. I once believed his bullshit, hook, line, and sinker. I now just see I wasn't much of a thinker. I had this image of my life with, so happy and so nice. I guess he never thought his bullshit wouldn't suffice. I was everything he had ever wanted. I was kept awake at night simply to be haunted. I was granted this hope to again live, I am learning to trust, love, and forgive... I wish he could see past his own pain. I need to hope for us to both be sane. I get held by arms, safe and warm. I am confused by this lack of norm. I became this feminine wreck. I simply want to ring h

Letter By U.s. Marine Being Passed Along By His Wife
Subject: Letter by U.S. Marine being passed along by his wife................... {This was written by my husband, Aaron, who is currently deployed to Iraq, in defense of a recent comment made by Senator John Kerry. Pass it along, it might inspire someone else to speak up! ~ Michelle} Yesterday John Kerry said, "You know education, if you make the most of it, you study hard, you do your homework, and you make an effort to be smart, you can do well, and if you don't, you get stuck in Iraq" So I wrote him a letter: I am a Sergeant in the United States Marine Corps. I am currently on my second tour in Iraq, a tour in which I volunteered for. I speak Arabic and Spanish and I plan to tackle Persian Farsi soon. I have a Bachelors and an Associates Degree and between deployments I am pursuing an M.B.A. In college I was a member of several academic honor societies, including the Golden Key Honor Society. I am not unique among the enlisted troops. Many of my enlisted collea

A Letter I Was Forced To Write
This is a letter I wrote to Jeff, the leader of the Kingdom of Wolves. I decided to bring this matter here in case any thing further comes from it. I am hoping that it will be left alone. I had tried to remain apart from all of the conflict going on...but I have had enough! _________________________________________________ I have tried to remain civil and out of the line of fire here. A few times you've managed to take your anger out on me when I've done nothing to draw the fire. I'm sorry that you are angry. I'm sorry that you've been hurt. But don't take your stresses out on me, it is one of the reasons I left the LRL, so I wouldn't have to deal with it. I've kept you on my friends list, trying to be nice. I read and rate your blogs and pics when I getthe chance. But don't take it out on me because I don't repost your blogs! Don't try to guilt trip or lure me with the hopes of 11's. I'll be honest with you...I could care less about leveling. I am on here for FRIENDS not CO

Letting Go
When you feel a part of you dying it is a painful experience. It grips at you as it tries to fight the inevitable. A hopeless battle but instinct tells it to fight on. And with each dying breath the hurt intensifies. It isn't easy to say goodbye to a part of you that has meant a lot but everything must die eventually. And in time the hurt and pain will go away and the wounds will heal. But there always comes a point where it is time to let go.

Letter To Newfie Son...
Don't get all offended people i didn't write it just put it up to share. Dearest Son, I'm writing this slow because I know you can't read fast. We don't live where we did when you left home. Your dad read in the newspaper that most accidents happen within 20 miles of your home, so we moved. I won't be able to send you the address because the last Gander family that lived here took the house numbers when they moved so they wouldn't have to change their address. This place is really nice. It even has a washing machine. I'm not sure about it though. I put a load of clothes in and pulled the chain. We haven't seen them since. The weather isn't bad here. It only rained twice last week; the first time for three days and the second time for four days. Auntie Maude has sent you a pair of socks she knit, she put a third one in because she heard you have grown another foot since she last saw you. About that coat you wanted me to send; your Uncle Billy said it would b

Let Them Grow Part 2
2a) How can hemp be used as a food? Hemp seed is a highly nutritious source of protein and essential fatty oils. Many populations have grown hemp for its seed -- most of them eat it as `gruel' which is a lot like oatmeal. The leaves can be used as roughage, but not without slight psycho-active side-effects. Hemp seeds do not contain any marijuana and they do not get you `high.' Hemp seed protein closely resembles protein as it is found in the human blood. It is fantastically easy to digest, and many patients who have trouble digesting food are given hemp seed by their doctors. Hemp seed was once called `edestine' and was used by scientists as the model for vegetable protein. Hemp seed oil provides the human body with essential fatty acids. Hemp seed is the only seed which contains these oils with almost no saturated fat. As a supplement to the diet, these oils can reduce the risk of heart disease. It is because of these oils that birds will live much longer if they eat hemp seed. With

Let Them Grow Part 3
3a) How can hemp be used for cloth? The stalk of the hemp plant has two parts, called the bast and the hurd. The fiber (bast) of the hemp plant can be woven into almost any kind of cloth. It is very durable. In fact, the first Levi's blue jeans were made out of hemp for just this reason. Compared to all the other natural fibers available, hemp is more suitable for a large number of applications. Here is how hemp is harvested for fiber: A field of closely spaced hemp is allowed to grow until the leaves fall off. The hemp is then cut down and it lies in the field for some time washed by the rain. It is turned over once to expose both sides of the stalk evenly. During this time, the hurd softens up and many minerals are returned to the soil. This is called `retting,' and after this step is complete, the stalks are brought to a machine which separates the bast and the hurd. We are lucky to have machines today -- men used to do this last part by hand with hours of back-breaking labor. 3b

Let Them Grow Part 4
5a) How can hemp be used as a fuel? The pulp (hurd) of the hemp plant can be burned as is or processed into charcoal, methanol, methane, or gasoline. The process for doing this is called destructive distillation, or `pyrolysis.' Fuels made out of plants like this are called `biomass' fuels. This charcoal may be burned in today's coal-powered electric generators. Methanol makes a good automobile fuel, in fact it is used in professional automobile races. It may someday replace gasoline. Hemp may also be used to produce ethanol (grain alcohol.) The United States government has developed a way to make this automobile fuel additive from cellulosic biomass. Hemp is an excellent source of high quality cellulosic biomass. One other way to use hemp as fuel is to use the oil from the hemp seed -- some diesel engines can run on pure pressed hemp seed oil. However, the oil is more useful for other purposes, even if we could produce and press enough hemp seed to power many millions of cars. 5b)

Let Them Grow Part 5
6a) How can hemp be used as a medicine? Marijuana has thousands of possible uses in medicine. Marijuana (actually cannabis extract) was available as a medicine legally in this country until 1937, and was sold as a nerve tonic -- but mankind has been using cannabis medicines much longer than that. Marijuana appears in almost every known book of medicine written by ancient scholars and wise men. It is usually ranked among the top medicines, called `panaceas', a word which means `cure-all'. The list of diseases which cannabis can be used for includes: multiple sclerosis, cancer treatment, AIDS (and AIDS treatment), glaucoma, depression, epilepsy, migraine headaches, asthma, pruritis, sclerodoma, severe pain, and dystonia. This list does not even consider the other medicines which can be made out of marijuana -- these are just some of the illnesses for which people smoke or eat whole marijuana today. There are over 60 chemicals in marijuana which may have medical uses. It is relatively ea

Let Them Grow Part 6
7) What other uses for hemp are there? One of the newest uses of hemp is in construction materials. Hemp can be used in the manufacture of `press board' or `composite board.' This involves gluing fibrous hemp stalks together under pressure to produce a board which is many times more elastic and durable than hardwood. Because hemp produces a long, tough fiber it is the perfect source for press-board. Another interesting application of hemp in industry is making plastic. Many plastics can be made from the high-cellulose hemp hurd. Hemp seed oil has a multitude of uses in products such as varnishes and lubricants. Using hemp to build is by no means a new idea. French archeologists have discovered bridges built with a process that mineralizes hemp stalks into a long-lasting cement. The process involves no synthetic chemicals and produces a material which works as a filler in building construction. Called Isochanvre, it is gaining popularity in France. Isochanvre can be used as drywall, in

Let Them Grow Part 7
Part 2: WELL WHY AREN'T WE USING HEMP, THEN? 1) How and why was hemp made illegal? Tough question! In order to explain why hemp, the most useful plant known to mankind, became illegal, we have to understand the reasons why marijuana, the drug, became illegal. In fact, it helps to go way back to the beginning of the century and talk about two other drugs, opium (the grandfather of heroin) and cocaine. Opium, a very addictive drug (but relatively harmless by today's standards) was once widely used by the Chinese. The reasons for this are a whole other story, but suffice to say that when Chinese started to immigrate to the United States, they brought opium with them. Chinese workers used opium to induce a trance-like state which helped make boring, repetitive tasks more interesting. It also numbs the mind to pain and exhaustion. By using opium, the Chinese were able to pull very long hours in the sweat shops of the Industrial Revolution. During this period of time, there was no such thi

Let Them Grow Part 8
2) OK, so what the heck does all this other stuff have to do with hemp? To make a long story short, during the first decades of this century, opium was made illegal to kick out the Chinese immigrants who had flooded the work-force. Cocaine was made illegal to repress and control the Black community. And, marijuana was made illegal in order to control Mexicans in the Southeast (and Blacks.) All these laws were based mainly on emotional racism, without much else to back them up -- you can easily tell this by reading the hearings held in state legislatures. Also at this time, the end of Prohibition left us with a large force of unemployed police officers, who looked for work enforcing the new drug laws. Consequently, these same police officers needed to convince the country that their jobs were important. They did so by scaring parents about the dangers of drugs. All this set the stage for a law passed in the Federal legislature which put a prohibitive tax on marijuana. This is what kill

Let Them Grow Part 9
3) Now wait, just hold on. You expect me to believe that they wouldn't have thought to pass a better law, one that banned marijuana and allowed commercial hemp, instead of throwing the baby out with the bath water? There's more. `Chemical pulping' paper was invented at about this time by Dupont Chemicals, as part of a multi-million dollar deal with a timber holding company and newspaper chain owned by William Randolph Hearst. This deal would provide the Hearst with a source of very cheap paper, and he would go on to be known as the tycoon of `yellow journalism' (so named because the new paper would turn yellow very quickly as it got older.) Hearst knew that he could drive other papers out of competition with this new advantage. Hemp paper threatened to ruin this whole plan. It had to be stopped, and the Marijuana Tax Act of 1937 was the way they did it. As a drug law, the Tax Act really was not a very big step -- it did not really accomplish much at all and many historians have caught

Let Them Grow Part 10
Part 3: DOES IT? DOESN'T IT? IS IT TRUE THAT? 1) Doesn't marijuana stay in your fat cells and keep you high for months? No. The part of marijuana that gets you high is called `Delta-9-tetrahydrocannabinol.' Most people just call this THC, but this is confusing: your body will change Delta-9-THC into more inert molecules known as `metabolites,' which don't get you high. Unfortunately, these chemicals also have the word `tetrahydrocannabinol' in them and they are also called THC -- so many people think that the metabolites get you high. Anti-drug pamphlets say that THC gets stored in your fat cells and then leaks out later like one of those `time release capsules' advertised on television. They say it can keep you high all day or even longer. This is not true, marijuana only keeps you high for a few hours, and it is not right to think that a person who fails a drug test is always high on drugs, either. Two of these metabolites are called `11-hydroxy-tetrahydrocannabinol' and `11-nor

Let Them Grow Part 11
4) Don't people die from smoking pot? Nobody has ever overdosed. For any given substance, there are bound to be some people who have allergic reactions. With marijuana this is extremely rare, but it could happen with anything from apples to pop-tarts. Not one death has ever been directly linked to marijuana itself. In contrast, many legal drugs cause hundreds to hundreds of thousands of deaths per year, foremost among them are alcohol, nicotine, valium, aspirin, and caffiene. The biggest danger with marijuana is that it is illegal, and someone may mix it with another drug like PCP. Marijuana is so safe that it would be almost impossible to overdose on it. Doctors determine how safe a drug is by measuring how much it takes to kill a person (they call this the LD50) and comparing it to the amount of the drug which is usually taken (ED50). This makes marijuana hundreds of times safer than alcohol, tobacco, or caffiene. According to a DEA Judge ``marijuana is the safest therapeutically ac

Let Them Grow Part 12
8) Isn't marijuana a gateway drug? Doesn't it lead to use of harder drugs? This is totally untrue. In fact, researchers are looking into using marijuana to help crack addicts to quit. There are 40 million people in this country (U.S.) who have smoked marijuana for a period of their lives -- why aren't there tens of millions of heroin users, then? In Amsterdam, both marijuana use and heroin use went *down* after marijuana was decriminalized -- even though there was a short rise in cannabis use right after decriminalization. Unlike addictive drugs, marijuana causes almost no tolerance. Some people even report a reverse tolerance. That is, the longer they have used the less marijuana they need to get `high.' So users of marijuana do not usually get bored and `look for something more powerful'. If anything, marijuana keeps people from doing harder drugs. The idea that using marijuana will lead you to use heroin or speed is called the `gateway theory' or the `stepping stone hypothesis.' It

Let Them Grow Part 13
9a) I don't want children (minors) to be able to smoke marijuana. How can I stop this? Legalize it. They can smoke it now; it is about as easy to get as alcohol. There would be less marijuana being sold in schools, playgrounds, and street corners, though, if it was sold legally through pharmacies -- because the dealers would not be able to compete with the prices. If you are a parent, the choice is really up to you: Do you want your children to sneak off with their friends and use marijuana which they bought off the street, or do you want to talk to them calmly and explain to them why they should wait until they are older? Your children are not going to walk up to you and tell you that they use an illegal drug, but if it was not such a big deal they might give you a chance to explain your feelings. Besides, would you rather children use speed, cocaine, and alcohol? Consider, also, that children have a natural urge to do things that they aren't supposed to. It is called curiosity. By m

Let Them Grow Part 14
10a) Hey, don't you know that marijuana drops testosterone levels in teenage boys causing [various physical and developmental problems]? Marijuana does not turn young healthy boys into lanky, girlish looking wimps, no. This scare tactic (call it homo-phobic if you will) was a common device used in early anti-drug literature. It attempts to scare boys away from marijuana by telling them, essentially, that it will turn them into a girl. Young men probably should not use marijuana heavily (see the section on amotivational syndrome), but the risks are not horrendous. Anti-marijuana pamphlets used this claim often during Reefer Madness II, but the studies which are cited are mostly faulty or misinterpreted. This is not to say that marijuana use does not affect childhood development at all, just that the effects are not as drastic as some people would like them to sound. In fact they are pretty much unknown. 10b) Doesn't heavy marijuana use lower the sperm count in males? Not by much,

Let Them Grow Part 15
It is pretty obvious to users that marijuana prohibition laws are not ``for their own good.'' In addition to the above, legal marijuana would be clean and free from adulturants. Some people add other drugs to marijuana before they sell it. Some people spray room freshener on it or soak in in chemicals like formaldehyde! A lot of the marijuana is grown outdoors, where it may be sprayed with pesticides or contaminated with dangerous fungi. If the government really cared about our health, they would form an agency which would make sure only quality marijuana was sold. This would be cheaper than keeping it illegal, and it would keep people from getting hurt and going to the emergency room. 13) Don't children born to pot-smoking mothers suffer from ``Fetal Marijuana Syndrome?'' If a fetal cannabis syndrome exists, cases are so rare that it cannot be demonstrated. Many mothers use marijuana during pregnancy -- it controls the nausea called `morning sickness' and many say it actually incr

Let Them Grow Part 17
It is pretty obvious to users that marijuana prohibition laws are not ``for their own good.'' In addition to the above, legal marijuana would be clean and free from adulturants. Some people add other drugs to marijuana before they sell it. Some people spray room freshener on it or soak in in chemicals like formaldehyde! A lot of the marijuana is grown outdoors, where it may be sprayed with pesticides or contaminated with dangerous fungi. If the government really cared about our health, they would form an agency which would make sure only quality marijuana was sold. This would be cheaper than keeping it illegal, and it would keep people from getting hurt and going to the emergency room. 13) Don't children born to pot-smoking mothers suffer from ``Fetal Marijuana Syndrome?'' If a fetal cannabis syndrome exists, cases are so rare that it cannot be demonstrated. Many mothers use marijuana during pregnancy -- it controls the nausea called `morning sickness' and many say it actually incr

Let Them Grow Part 16
16a) Is urine testing for marijuana use as a terms of employment a good idea? I want to make sure my business is run safely. No! Some of your most brilliant, hard working, and reliable employees are marijuana users. When you drug test, you put all marijuana users in the same place as the abusers -- the unemployment line. Drug testing is bad for business. (Not to mention it is an invasion of privacy.) If a worker has a drug problem, you can tell by testing how well he does his job. Firing *all* the drug users who work for you will hurt your business, costs money, and will get people very mad at you -- and for what? There isn't even any hard evidence that marijuana users have more accidents or health problems. Your employees will probably resent being drug tested; drug testing allows an employer to govern the actions of an employee in his off time -- even when these actions do not effect his job performance. (As told above, marijuana drug tests do not test whether a person is `high'. Th

Let Them Grow Part 18
16a) Is urine testing for marijuana use as a terms of employment a good idea? I want to make sure my business is run safely. No! Some of your most brilliant, hard working, and reliable employees are marijuana users. When you drug test, you put all marijuana users in the same place as the abusers -- the unemployment line. Drug testing is bad for business. (Not to mention it is an invasion of privacy.) If a worker has a drug problem, you can tell by testing how well he does his job. Firing *all* the drug users who work for you will hurt your business, costs money, and will get people very mad at you -- and for what? There isn't even any hard evidence that marijuana users have more accidents or health problems. Your employees will probably resent being drug tested; drug testing allows an employer to govern the actions of an employee in his off time -- even when these actions do not effect his job performance. (As told above, marijuana drug tests do not test whether a person is `high'. Th

Let Them Grow Part 18
16a) Is urine testing for marijuana use as a terms of employment a good idea? I want to make sure my business is run safely. No! Some of your most brilliant, hard working, and reliable employees are marijuana users. When you drug test, you put all marijuana users in the same place as the abusers -- the unemployment line. Drug testing is bad for business. (Not to mention it is an invasion of privacy.) If a worker has a drug problem, you can tell by testing how well he does his job. Firing *all* the drug users who work for you will hurt your business, costs money, and will get people very mad at you -- and for what? There isn't even any hard evidence that marijuana users have more accidents or health problems. Your employees will probably resent being drug tested; drug testing allows an employer to govern the actions of an employee in his off time -- even when these actions do not effect his job performance. (As told above, marijuana drug tests do not test whether a person is `high'. Th

Let Them Grow Part 19
17) Wouldn't it be best to just lock the users all up? How do you plan to pay for that? Already, well over five percent of the people in this country (U.S) are in custody (including probation, parole, bail, etc.) Murderers and rapists are being let out of our penatentiaries right now to make room for a few more `deadheads' -- there are about 2,500 Grateful Dead fans in our federal prisons. Imprisoning one person for one year costs about $20,000. The United States leads the world in imprisonment -- at any one time, 425 people out of every 100,000 are behind bars. In the Federal Prison System, one fifth of the prisoners are drug offenders who have done nothing violent. State laws are usually less strict, but state mandatory minumum sentences for drugs are getting more popular. Our prisons and our courtrooms are so crowded that the American Bar Association's annual report on the state of the Justice System is basically one long plea for an end to drug laws that imprison users. Even the C

A Letter I Wrote Long Ago To Be Read At My Fungeral When God Calls Me Home.
If you are reading this letter that means something has happened to me. I want everyone to be happy and not to worry about my absence, just remember I am watching over each and everyone of you. So technically I'm like Santa Claus, but without the suit. REMEMBER! Life can be a very precious thing so take advantage of what you got. Keep your head held high through thick and thin and never forget to smile once and awhile for a smile a day keeps sadness and despair away. Never look on the negative side always look for the positive, for no matter the problem their is always a good side to it, you just have to look for it. One thing that I ask of everyone is to have a good time after my funeral. And I know you probably are wondering how could i ask of that from you, well my reason is simple for I will be partying with each and everyone of you. I will miss each and everyone, so until we meet each other in heaven love, peace and happiness to each and everyone Love a

Letting Go
One of the most painful things we have to do in our lives is Letting Go. Sometimes it is Letting Go of things...material things which mean a lot to us, even if only sentimental value. It may mean Letting Go of feelings. When we hold sadness inside, and try to mask it with only a show of happiness, it is better to let it go, to feel the sadness so it washes through us. A good cry can be cleansing. Sometimes, we have to let go of someone we care for very deeply when we realize that person does not care for us in the same way. Maybe it is best to leave them remembering us with whatever kind of feeling they do have for us. It may not be possible to hide our own deeper feelings for that person, which could make their life uncomfortable. Letting Go may be the best gift we can give them because they may realize how we feel, yet care enough not to want to hurt us. Even when we know a relationship is not right, on both sides, or one person has a doubt about it, it is hard to let go

Letting Go
One of the most painful things we have to do in our lives is Letting Go. Sometimes it is Letting Go of things...material things which mean a lot to us, even if only sentimental value. It may mean Letting Go of feelings. When we hold sadness inside, and try to mask it with only a show of happiness, it is better to let it go, to feel the sadness so it washes through us. A good cry can be cleansing. Sometimes, we have to let go of someone we care for very deeply when we realize that person does not care for us in the same way. Maybe it is best to leave them remembering us with whatever kind of feeling they do have for us. It may not be possible to hide our own deeper feelings for that person, which could make their life uncomfortable. Letting Go may be the best gift we can give them because they may realize how we feel, yet care enough not to want to hurt us. Even when we know a relationship is not right, on both sides, or one person has a doubt about it, it is hard to let go

Letter To Craig Morgan (artist Who Sings The Song "tough"
I just wanted to write and let you know what effect the song "Tough" had on me. My dad had wanted me to download the song "Tough" and listen to it. Well with a song named "Tough" I didn't know what to expect at all before listening to it. When I had finally downloaded it a few days later and listened to it for the first time...I had to just sit there a bawl. For what I was hearing was my father describing my mother. My mother was always the first one up in the morning making my dads lunch for the day and getting us kids up and off to school. My dad worked long days being a construction worker so my mother was the one to tend to the daily errands and business. When my brother was about 5 he was diagnosed with muscular dystrophy. And so as he lived his life, the disease of course progressed and so did the necessary things like therapy and doctor appointments which had to mean more responsibility on my mom to take my brother to his appointments. And then when I got into high sch

Letting The Thoughts Of My Mind Run Rampent
For the longest time i have always questioned life how it goes for me the lives i affect along my path my journey but why does it happen that way? whats wrong with me that i attract certain people? im not complaining i love the people ive met thus far but i suppose ive pushed them away from myself in some way..... Ive been told im very wise an mature for my age im not ive been through so much that ive hardened an know the truth about relationships and people for that matter. I can tell alot about a person from how they act talk or the pics they take sure we've all been hurt by someone we thought loved us all back but what price did we have to pay for the pain? the knowledge of finally being told?....why we were so blind to the truth?.... I honestly dont give a shit what anyone thinks of me i am what i am, i am who i am because of the shit ive been through i dont need to be told do this do that i know life i know what i want from it and if thats something you couldnt handle then

Let The Love Back In Again
THANKS SIS FOR HELPING ME TO WORK THROUGH THIS PROBLEM. I LOVE YOU AND DON'T KNOW WHAT I WOULD DO WITHOUT YOU AND YOUR LOVE.

Letter From God
I'm So Blessed to have this wisdom given to me. This is God speaking, My Child, today I will be handling all of your problems. Please remember that I do not need your help. If life happens to deliver a situation to you that you cannot handle, do not attempt to resolve it, kindly put it in the SFGTD (something for God to do) box. It will be addressed in My time, not yours. Once the matter is placed into the box, do not hold on to it. If you find yourself stuck in traffic; Don't despair. There are people in this world for whom driving is an unheard of privilege. Should you have a bad day at work; Think of the man who has been out of work for years. Should you despair over a relationship gone bad; Think of the person who has never known what it's like to love and be loved in return. Should you grieve the passing of another weekend; Think of the woman in dire straits, working twelve hours a day, seven days a week to feed her children. Should your car break down

Letter To My Ex Brother-in-law
As a lot of my friends know, since my Ex died, I have been battling with his family on who should get custody of my son. I am really at the point where I am tired of being nice and feel that I have to put my foot down in areas, and I wrote this letter to my ex brother-in-law to tell him what he was doing is wrong! Could you all give me some input on if the letter is too bitchy or not? Casey, I am writing now because, these are things I have GOT to get off my chest. I am looking out for Brandon's best interest, and I feel what everyone is doing to him is not fair for a 13 year old boy to be put through, especially after all that he has been through already. I knew when Curt died, that this would be an issues from the start. But the night that Curt died, Brandon wanted to come home with me, he had the Deputy call me and request that I get to the hospital ASAP, because Brandon wanted his mom. I did that, I went there for my son. I took my son home, because they told me I w

Letter
Daddy why did you go and leave me so sad and blue I trusted you, the one man I could look up to and love forever, my hero, and my idol. I wanted to be just like you. I remember grabbing on to your leg when you walked through the door only to be disappointed by your desire to love the dragon more than me. Daddy I am only 10 I don’t understand... why cant you love me? I used to be your little girl now I am a pebble in the sand that u walk upon. I am crying inside for your love but my tears don’t even fall anymore, I have become hardened by all the pain and sadness. I cannot breath. I fight the demons everyday that crawl inside my head telling me I am just like you. Daddy I am not like you. I refuse to become the person you are which is nothing but a shell less soul trying to escape your own madness which u created. Do you see what I have become? Do you know that I am scared to death to love another, afraid to lose them, afraid to be so out of control that I lose myself in the process?

A Letter From Ella (for Her Friends)
ALLURE TALENT COMPANY 10250 SPENCER STREET LAS VEGAS NV 89183 (702) 824-0692 ELLA@ALLURETALENT.NET To whom it may concern; This letter is to inform all of you that I will no longer be on cherrytap. Or on yahoo IM with the SN of faeella. I am also announcing the closing of Allure Talent Company possibly for a temporary time however as of July 31, 2007 all shows are canceled and the company will be undergoing a complete and total make over. Once again I am sorry for the inconvenience to everyone concerned and I am truly sorry that it has come to this. I do need to let everyone know that it is not because of the fact that I do not care of what may happen to you all I do but I have personal things to tend to at the moment and am currently unavailable to take care of everything needed to do so. For those of you who need to reach me you may to so via email at sprytes@gmail.com, once again I am sorry for any trouble that will be caused by these actions but please try

The Letter
Today the letter came in the mail saying that I was chosen to be in the pageant. Me!!!! I jumped around and did a little dance in my living room with groceries in hand as my dogs looked at me like I am crazy. First person I called was my boyfriend. Now I get to send them a check. Good thing for bday money. Thing that sucks is we have to raise $695 in sponsorships. It is to help cover the costs for the pageant weekend and for prizes.

A Letter To Heaven
Darkness has come I'm alone in the night Hiding my feelings Out of everyone's sight Despair fills my soul Which as a fact is quite strange Cause inside feels empty My feelings have changed When you left I felt good Like you wanted me to I looked deep inside And there I found you It felt like you were here Living in me Giving me strength To live life and just be I felt honored and proud That you were my dad That I was there your last days All the time that you had Brave and determined To get through this with pride To keep the promise That I made as you died Forgive me if I fall though I know there will be bad days Cause I loved you so much In so many ways As a father and friend Counselor and adviser There never lived a man Who could have possibly been wiser I'm so sad and confused Like a lost little girl I feel like an oyster Without its precious pearl Cause that's what you were All shinny and bright Who brightened each day And c

Letter To A Former Lover...
I found this email that I sent to a former girlfriend...I liked it, so I thought I would include it. I used her favorite color and italiziced the font, and made it bigger for softness and ease of reading. She didn't respond the way I would have liked. M---- First and foremost, I don't want to lose you: It is not my intention nor desire to push you away --nothing can be further from the truth. That being said, however: Everything I do or say now angers you toward me, and since I remember how much joy your voice and smile brought me, the anger and frustration you emanate at me now brings even and ever greater pain and sorrow by contrast. Again, I apologize unremittingly for being an inveterate fool over the past two weeks. This is not about insecurity now, nor verisimilitude, this is about understanding. I sincerely and with most heart-felt honesty do not know what to do. A sense that a tipping point draws near. With trepidation, I consider the possibility that there

A Letter To A Dear Friend.
M--- It is late --nearly 2:00 am. I picked up Manifest your Destiny at 12:30 and I can't put it down, but I had to tell you why I reacted, what changed. You of all people need to know, because you understand best of all. First, I have been having trouble in therapy talking about the one central fear that I harbor. You are so right that I have no real tangible fears that I cannot overcome or haven't overcome so far. I have spent a lifetime doing that in both the Athlete and Warrior state. However, my greatest fear is becoming like my father. You said talk to my mom that things may not have been as bad as I remember, but hun, they were worse. I called my sister the other day to apologize to her. See, my father was a cop and a drunk; he hated everything and everyone. His life and his work became one, so the anger, fear, hatred on the job became one and the same. He would take his anger out on my mom and my sister, but he would make me watch and say, "This is how you t

Letter To A Wife....lmao
Dear Wife, > >I'm writing you this letter to tell you that I'm leaving you for good. > I've been a good man to you for seven years and I have nothing to show > for it. > > These last two weeks have been hell. Your boss called to tell me that > you had quit your job today and that was the last straw. > > Last week, you came home and didn't even notice that I had gotten a new > hair cut, cooked your favorite meal and even wore a brand new pair of silk > boxers. You came home and ate in two minutes and went straight to bed >after > watching all of your soaps. > > You don't tell me you love me anymore. You don't want sex anymore or > anything, either your cheating on me or you don't love me anymore, what > ever the cause I'm gone. > > Your Ex-Husband > > P.S. Don't try to find me...I already purchased a fairly new double-wide >and > >your sister and I are moving away to West Virginia together...Have a great >life.. > > > > > > De

Letter From Wife
To my darling husband, Before you return from your overseas trip I just want to let you know about the small accident I had with the pick up truck when I turned into the driveway. Fortunately not too bad and I really didn't get hurt, so please don't worry too much about me. I was coming home from Wal-Mart, and when I turned into the driveway. I accidentally pushed down on the accelerator instead of the brake. The garage door is slightly bent but the pick up fortunately came to a halt when it bumped into your car. I am really sorry, but I know with your kind-hearted personality you will forgive me. You know how much I love you and care for you my sweetheart. I am enclosing a picture for you. I cannot wait to hold you in my arms again. Your loving wife. P.S. YOUR GIRLFRIEND CALLED

A Letter Home From A Third Grade Teacher To Pagan Parents
Dear Mr. & Mrs. Thomas, I write this letter in concern of your daughter, Aradia Moon. Please don't take this the wrong way, however, although she is a straight A student and a very bright child, she has some strange habits that I feel we should address. Every morning before class, she insists on walking around the room with her pencil in the air. She says she is "drawing down the moon." I told her art class is in an hour & to please refrain until then to do any drawing. And speaking of art class, whenever she draws a night sky, she insists on drawing little circles around all the stars and people dancing on the ground. And that brings up dancing, I had to stop her twice for taking off her clothes during a game of Ring Around the Rosey! By the way, what does "skyclad" mean? Aradia has no problem with making friends. I always find her sitting outside during recess with her friends sitting around her in a circle. She likes to share her juice & cookies. It is nice how she wants

A Letter To My Moma
My Mama & Me I dedicate this to Linda Jane Yeager Born on March 1st 1960- Deceased on Febuary 9th, 2006 Why can't I live everyday like its gonna be the last? Except for the last day with my Mama, I could not even say goodbye. We put her on life support, but now I wish we didn't. She was suffering and hurting, she had been for a long time. I was so selfish wanting her to get better so she could be with me and my girls. I prolonged her illness by making her suffer 5 more days on life support. I was trying to beat fate but fate won, just as always!!! Dear Mama, I am so sorry for being selfish and not being there to take you to the hospital, instead I left you about 9:15 p.m. to go to work. I was so worried that my job needed me and was depending on me to be there. I regret leaving you knowing you were struggling to breathe, but you had refused to go back to the hospital. When I ask you if you needed to go, that was a stupid question it was only obvious. I wish I wo

A Letter From Husband To Wife
Dear Sweetheart, I can't send my salary this month, so I am sending 100 kisses... You are my sweetheart. Your husband Allen. *His Wife replied back after some days to her Husband* Dearest sweetheart, Thanks for your 100 kisses, I am sending the expenses details. 1. The Milk man agreed on 2 kisses for one month's milk. 2. The electricity man only agreed after 7 kisses. 3. Your house owner is coming every day and taking two or three kisses instead of the rent. 4. Supermarket owner did not accept kisses only, so I have given him some other items..... 5. Other expenses 40 kisses Please don't worry for me, I have a remaining balance of 35 kisses and I Hope I can complete the month using this balance. Shall I plan same way for next months, Please Advise!!! Your Sweet Heart.

Letting Go
How to let go how do i let go. how do i close my heart. how do i end the dreams. how can you forget so easy. the nights looking up at the stars. the nights laying there talking. the love look in your eyes. the feeling of love we have. the souind of our hearts. comeing together to make one. how did you throw it away. forgetting all the good times. working out the bad times. throwing my heart away. like you never cared. forgethering are love altogether.

Letter To My Father
An open letter to Richard: I am just recently back from a run, a short one, but fraught with memories of you and the so-called-life that we had as a short-lived family back on Long Island. My earliest memory or perhaps at best recollection is me at my grandparent's house. I will not describe this memory because it is dear to me but perhaps most tumescent about this memory, and what makes it the happiest, is that it excludes you. In looking for an appropriate definition as what you were to me, I liberally grant you the title of natural father, which is defined as the male progenitor of a baby. I fear that you can never get to the level of birth father, because at best you only taught me inductively how to behave: by not doing the things that you have done. I have no recollection of you ever holding me and very rare memories of you telling me that you love me or giving me encouraging words. I will save those to the end of this letter, so that I can make some apologies for y

Letter From Human Resources
Dear Employees: It has been brought to management's attention that some individuals throughout the company have been using foul language during the course of normal conversation with their co-workers. Due to complaints received from some employees who may be easily offended, this type of language will no longer be tolerated. We do, however, realize the critical importance of being able to accurately express your feelings when communicating with co-workers. Therefore, a list of 18 New and Innovative "TRY SAYING" phrases have been provided so that proper exchange of ideas and information can continue in an effective manner. 1) TRY SAYING: I think you could use more training. INSTEAD OF: You don't know what the f___ you're doing. 2) TRY SAYING: She's an aggressive go-getter. INSTEAD OF: She's a f___ing bit__. 3) TRY SAYING: Perhaps I can work late. INSTEAD OF: And when the f___ do you expect me to do this? 4) TRY SAYING: I'm certain that isn't feasible.

Letting Go
I really can't say anything. It's pointless, you would never even care. I thought it would last forever.....how could I have ever even dared? To think that everything you said was true, baby how could you do this to me? just how could you? The words you said, the smile you gave, your hugs so warm, you kisses so engraved. My mind telling me one thing, and my hearts telling me another. You were more than my lover, you were my girl, my baby. Every time you use to come around, I would get all kind of butterflies and sparks...it's ruthless now for me to even have a heart... because my heart only beats for you, damn.... my love for you was so deeply true. What the hell was you thinking when you let me go? Obviously, you don't miss me cause your feelings sure as hell don't show. What am I going to do with out you girl, just what could I say, to turn around? don't look back? and just walk the other way? This ain't fair... you really had me fooled, I thought you really cared. ha, I feel stupid

The Letter "f"
CrazyKens-MySpace-Stuff

Letter To Me
Looking in the mirror, what do I see Am I the woman I need to be? I left my home at a tender age My mind clouded and my heart full of rage Independence has led to pain Is there nothing left for me to gain? All I wanted was freedom Yet I still feel the chain Is this the life I wanted? Am I fighting to see? Am I the woman I always wanted me to be? I don't yet know but when I do - I promise, I'll still be you

Let The Headaches Begin
So I woke up this morning with such a horrible headache that I didn't want to move. I thought that once I take meds it would go away. WRONG! So as I was walking to work, at like 615, I almost passed out. I told myself that if I can make it to 10, I will be ok. WRONG again. I did as much stuff as I could, called m boss asked her when she'd be in and told her why. SInce I had gotten everything done that I needed tom I was able to leave. I only worked 3 hourd today but I feel like I've worked for 5 days straight. My headache is so unbelievably bad right now. It feel like someone is squeezing my head, right at the temples, as another person is hitting me in the back of the head with a metal pipe. I have had these types of headaches before but no one knows what causes them or how long it will last. A few months ago I had thses types of headaches and it lasted for 3 months straight. I had all sorts of tests done but nothing came from them. My doctor gave me vicodin and that just BARELY took

Letters To The Ex...f'in Hilarious!!
Dear Husband: I'm writing you this letter to tell you that I'm leaving you forever. I've been a good woman to you for seven years and I have nothing to show for it. These last two weeks have been hell. Your boss called to tell me that you quit your job today and that was the last straw. Last week, you came home and didn't even notice that I had a new haircut, had cooked your favorite meal and even wore a brand new pair of silk panties. You ate in two minutes, and went straight to sleep after watching all of your shows. You don't tell me you love me anymore; you don't want sex or anything that connects us as husband and wife. Either you're cheating on me or you don't love me anymore; whatever the case, I'm gone. Your EX-Wife P.S. Don't try to find me. Your BROTHER and I are moving away to West Virginia together! Have a great life! ********** Dear Ex-Wife - Nothing has made my day more than receiving your letter. It's true that you and I have been married for seven years,

The Letter...
The letter I'll never send The letter I'll never send Would calmly ask you why You broke my heart in two And told my love good-bye. If I ever sent this letter it would sweetly state You tangled up destiny And interrupted fate. The letter I will not write would casually inquire How can you live without me... I was your one desire. If you received this letter It would politely say You need me in your life now You can't go on this way. The letter I'll never send Would then be briskly signed "Your one and only Love" You know...the one you left behind.

A Letter To My Best Friend
Dear Alcohol, First & foremost, let me tell you that I'm a huge fan of yours. As my friend, you always seem to be there when needed. The perfect post-work cocktail, a beer at the game, and you're even around at the holidays, hidden inside chocolates, as you warm us when we're stuck in the midst of endless family gatherings. However, lately I've been wondering about your intentions. While I want to believe that you have my best interests at heart, I feel that your influence has led to some unwise consequences: 1. Phone calls: While I agree with you that communication is important, I question the suggestion that any conversation of substance or necessity takes place after 2 a.m. Why would you make me call those ex-boyfriends/girlfriends when I know for a fact they do not want to hear from me during the day, let alone all hours of the night? 2. Eating: Now, you know I love a good meal, but why do you suggest that I eat a taco with chili sauce, along with a big Italian meatball an

Letting Go Of Love
Letting Go of Love Have you been dumped, betrayed or left so heartbroken that you didn't ever want to love again? Are you still stuck on an ex and don't know how to move on? And how do you know when it's time to let go and look for love somewhere else? # If you're "the other woman" who's waiting for a man to leave his lover, don't waste your time. "If he'll do it with you, he'll do it to you," The man you want lacks integrity and can't make a commitment. # Are your standards too low? who's waiting around for a man that's let her down time and again: "What is it about you that causes you to settle for somebody that you know will cheat on you, know will lie to you, know will make a commitment and then break it? What is it about you that you believe about yourself that you're willing to settle for that?" Recognize that you're settling and that you deserve more. Set a higher standard for yourself. # Does he really even make you happy? Be honest with yourself about the extent to

Let That Big Beautiful Butt Shine
***found while surfing the net, just thought I would share So would I like to be with a sickly thin model or my big beautiful princess? I don't even have to think about it, her curvaceous beauty makes me weak at the knees Her skin as pure as snow without needing hours of photo shop aid Hey I am the first to admit I think pole dancing is erotic but I would rather the lady is not so small and flat that the pole looks like her twin So let me see a big curvaceous butt wiggle and shake as she slips around the pole I am not trying to be crude I just want to show that big can be beautiful plump can be sexy So put down the magazines that say you're a failure if you over a size 6 The media encourages people to diet till they get ill to skip there meals stick fingers down there throat they'll be sickly white but accepted at least until they croak That’s not life that’s self inflicted torture be who you are and not what they say and let love come onto you Look inside

Letter From Lance
There's nothing I like more than a good challenge - something that pushes you to your limit and makes you look inside yourself to go farther than you ever thought you could. I've been challenged in the Tour de France and in the New York City marathon. Through my battle with cancer though, I was pushed beyond what I thought was possible. I now wake up every day thankful, and ready to stand up in the face of a disease that I despise. At the Foundation, we've translated that challenge of fighting cancer into a physical event. From your participation last year, you know that the LIVESTRONG Challenge is unlike any other - it embodies the courage and tenacity within all cancer survivors and allows individuals to make a statement in the cancer fight. Thank you for participating last year. It's because of you that we were able to raise more than $10 million to help fight the number one killer of people under the age of 85. Now - I want you back. This year we're working with my friends

The Letter
Dear Alcohol, First & foremost, let me tell you that I'm a huge fan of yours. As my friend, you always seem to be there when needed. The perfect post- work cocktail, a beer at the game, and you're even around in the holidays, hidden inside chocolates as you warm us when we're stuck in the midst of endless family gatherings. However, lately I've been wondering about your intentions. While I want to believe that you have my best interests at heart, I feel that your influence has led to some unwise consequences: 1. Phone calls: While I agree with you that communication is important, I question the suggestion that any conversation of substance or necessity takes place after 2 a.m. Why would you make me call those ex-boyfriends/girlfriends when I know for a fact they do not want to hear from me during the day, let alone all hours of the night? 2. Eating: Now, you know I love a good meal, but why do you suggest that I eat a taco wit

A Letter To Drew
missing little feet running rampant a storm brewing and waiting to hear the voice i would know from my grave for i gave him life a little boy with blue eyes playing his games and wanting to hear stories read by mommy the name i love hearing the most i really wasn't ready to be mommy yet when you came along but you brought a light to my eyes and direction my life was lacking you brought me full circle to the place i am now where we are a family just the two of us against the world i cry from missing you so much one day with you running around or hearing your voice and i am lost just like when the other love of my life disappears for awhile i know you both come back to me i know how much i adore you little man you love me unconditionally i never felt it before until i held you little fingers gripping my hand and looking at me with those blue eyes there was a time when no one but mommy would do how much you have grown and changed since then and more changes are c

Letter To Big Daddy
I've heard the words before And yet this kitty is still wild Unbridled and willing To be tamed by the right one... Beating the kitty to submission? It makes me question Cause this submissive knows that Her master just must merely Whisper a word For her to obey I'd like to do more than just Let my lips pave the way... Take me where you think I'm scared to go I've been there And back Yea I can make you relax with the skillz that I have in my back pocket I've never had to get up for a towel No one can get it that wet Sound like a challenge? Well it is I'm waiting for the one that can Be like a fireman Find it hot Leave it wet When you can do that Then I will have fantasies Of you touching me When I am alone I need a lover and a fighter Love me hella good Then fight to keep me in line Not with blows, but with licks... Yea I've heard of Head to toe like you said a lot of cheap talk for no action So tell me Sir can put a lady to sleep? I've

Letters From Iraq?
Originally posted in sticky bulletin form, but that will go away soon, so here it is again in bloggy goodness! LMAO (Already have over 50 emails on the list, and haven't even added my family yet, so thank you all very much and keep them coming) (Oh also, because of the volume of the list so far, and growing, it's best if you search for my first email from Iraq in your junk mail folder, lol) As many of you know, I'm off to Iraq again here in less than 4 weeks. Now comes the usual time where I start collecting email addresses. I'll be able to stay in contact over there, no problem, but mostly this is for the mailing list. If you don't know what this is: I put out an almost daily newsletter, detailing the events and thoughts of each day while deployed. They are apparently very entertaining, and some even say I should bundle them together and make a book. Sequel to Jarhead or something, lol!! Well I don't foresee any major combat situations, as I'll mostly be working at the

Letting Go Takes Love
LETTING GO TAKES LOVE To let go does not mean to stop caring, it means I can't do it for someone else. To let go is not to cut myself off, it's the realization I can't control another. To let go is not to enable, but allow learning from natural consequences. To let go is to admit powerlessness, which means the outcome is not in my hands. To let go is not to try to change or blame another, it's to make the most of myself. To let go is not to care for, but to care about. To let go is not to fix, but to be supportive. To let go is not to judge, but to allow another to be a human being. To let go is not to be in the middle arranging all the outcomes, but to allow others to affect their destinies. To let go is not to be protective, it's to permit another to face reality. To let go is not to deny, but to accept. To let go is not to nag, scold or argue, but instead to search out my own shortcomings and correct them. To let go is n

Letter Unwritten (silence Unbroken)
Letter Unwritten (Silence Unbroken) You'll never read this letter until it's too late to steal my fate away; I've lost myself to senseless meanderings, but all I've ever wanted was for you to see me. You don't understand my words, so I'm leaving you with silence and praying this letter never touches your fingertips, because my heart can't be repaired this time and it's pointless whispering my pleas. You'll never realize the depth of all the syllables I refused to mutter when midnight terrors stole the warmth from my palms, and my eyes were always stone for you. I never meant to lose my grip, but it's too late for turning back, and I can't let you hear my screaming when my tongue is dripping pain. And you'll never comprehend how torn my soul can be, because I've carved myself a metal costume and I'll never take it off. And I guess this is so-long, leaving you to riddle the impossible because goodbye would break me more. This

Letting Go
To let go does not mean to stop caring, it means I can't do it for someone else. To let go is not to cut myself off, it's the realization I can't control another. To let go is not to enable, but allow learning from natural consequences. To let go is to admit powerlessness, which means the outcome is not in my hands. To let go is not to try to change or blame another, it's to make the most of myself. To let go is not to care for, but to care about. To let go is not to fix, but to be supportive. To let go is not to judge, but to allow another to be a human being. To let go is not to be in the middle arranging all the outcomes, but to allow others to affect their destinies. To let go is not to be protective, it's to permit another to face reality. To let go is not to deny, but to accept. To let go is not to nag, scold or argue, but instead to search out my own shortcomings and correct them. To let go is not to adjust everything t

Let There Be Light!
This blog entry almost didn't get written; I was at home as 10:30 A.M. rolled around this morning and was looking to settle in with Martha and take care of the kids while she went out for a few hours to run some errands as well as have some time away she really needs! But my supervisor Erik called and asked me if I could work today because Kathy our south store manager is still sick with pneumonia. She's already out of the hospital but she won't be back until Monday. On a more practical note, getting paid for eight hours of overtime can do nothing but help! So I went and finally got those new lights put it I referred to last week; it turns out Erik had to replace the ballast itself so the fluoroescent lights would work, and when they came on they were pretty blinding! Not because I looked into them . . . it'll still a wee bit unnerving after a week without them. Some comments I read on yesterday's entry gave me the impression I was beating myself up, and I didn't mean to. When

“letter Home”
“Letter Home” By Paul R. Mays 8/9/2007 Mom and Dad, If you are reading this it means I’m not coming home. I am writing this letter because my unit and I are about to insert north of Baghdad in a strike on a bomb making factory that’s making IED’s and it come time for some payback. Mom, I will miss your blackberry cobbler when dinners done and all the little things that you do when I’m home that makes it a place of love and family. I know this will hurt you to the soul but I want you to understand that I and many others knew what we were doing and my eyes also water up, not because of what we deal with here but for what you will have to endure if you get this letter. I only wish I could take the pain from your heart so you could feel nothing but joy but I know that joy is the furthest feeling from your heart at this moment. But try to remember the moments we shared when you taught me of love and family. I have taken that with me in every mission and it sustains me when the

Letters In The Sand
Letters in the sand Fallen from his hand He misses where they come from I know where they've been Kept inside his heart To save him from the dark And from a war they say Never should have been One was from his brother Who said he never should have gone Another from his wife Who wrote about her love for him On and on and on The last was from his mother She sent him all her love When he comes back to her Please bring another home Letters in his hand Fallen to the sand He fell upon the fray To save another man As he saved a fellow soldier His own life falling fast He thanked his brother, wife and mother Then he breathed his last

Letting Go And Hanging On
Climbing and Crawling falling and slipping here i am trying to get off of this mountain i can't find my way... I guess while following you i fell astray the rocks got higher the walk was steeper but i kept plunging deeper trying my hardest to catch up with you but failing through it all trying my hardest not to fall but the more i tried the harder it was to keep myself up and thinking of you made it worse thinking of our times together and how we said they would last forever made me feel, i couldn't go on i tried and tried even though every time i sat my foot down it wouldn't let it come back up The next thing i knew the rock i was standing on started to crack and i tried to move so i wouldn't tumble and fall but i couldn't do anything but stand still even though i knew that i would fall to my doom that my life as it existed would be gone everything i worked for failed i willed myself the strength to move but my h

A Letter
AFTER YET SOOTHING ANOTHERS FEELINGS CAUSE SOME ASSHOLE DONE MADE THEM CRY AGAIN, I DECIDED TO WRITE A LETTER TELLING WHOEVER OFF...IT IS PRETTY MUCH A GENERIC LETTER SO HERE GOES YOU PIECE OF SHIT...HOW DARE YOU MESS WITH MY FEELINGS THAT WAY. THE WAY YOU TALKED TO ME. THE THINGS YOU SAID. THE THINGS YOU MADE ME FEEL. ALL THE COMPLIMENTS... ALL THE KISSES...ALL THE HUGS.....ALL THE GIFTS....THEY WERE ALL LIES. THAT IS YOUR GAME. YOU FLIRT AND FLATTER SOMEONE TILL YOU HAVE THEIR HOPES BUILT UP. THEN YOU PONCE THE HELL OUT OF THEM. MAKING THEM FEEL WORTHLESS. YOU DASH ALL THE HOPES AND DREAMS THAT YOU INDUCE. WELL LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING YOU PIECE OF SHIT. I AM WORTH MORE THAT A FANCY TO JACK OFF TO.I DESERVE AND DEMAND MORE. SO HIDE OUT LIKE THE COWARD YOU ARE.

A Letter
A LETTER A letter is the warmest way- To bid a friend the time of day- A keep in touch that brings the smiles- Across the longest miles- And what a feeling of strength and hope- Is tucked inside an envelope- Reminding loved ones that you are- At least in heart, not very far- In no country, state, or camp- The wealth is beneath the price of a stamp- For memories that never age- Are written upon every page- And though it's nice to telephone- One of the sweetest pleasures known- Are the moments shared in thoughts we send- ... That can be read time and time again.

Letting Go Of Shame
Shame is that dark, powerful feeling that holds us back. Yes, shame can stop us from acting inappropriately. But many of us have learned to attach shame to healthy behaviors that are in our best interest. In dysfunctional families, shame can be tagged to healthy behaviors such as talking about feelings, making choices, taking care of ourselves, having fun, being successful, or even feeling good about ourselves. Shame may have been attached to asking for what we want and need, to communicating directly and honestly, and to giving and receiving love. Sometimes shame disguises itself as fear, rage, indifference, or a need to run and hide, wrote Stephanie E. But if it feels dark and makes us feel bad about being who we are, it's probably shame. By living right, we are learning to identify shame. When we can recognize it, we can begin to let go of it. We can love and accept ourselves - starting now. We have a right to be, to be here, and to be who we are. And we don't ever ha

Letting You Know...
That I won't be on here as much as I was before but I will check on a day 2 day basis and I will keep up with my friends as much as I can, Thanks.

Letting Go
To let go doesn't mean to stop caring; It means I can't do it for someone else. To let go is not to cut myself off... It's the realization that I can't control another... To let go is not to enable, but to allow learning from natural consequences. To let go is to admit powerlessness, which means the outcome is not in my hands. To let go is not to try and change or blame another, I can only change myself. To let go is not to care for, but to care about. To let go is not to fix, but to be supportive. To let go is not to judge, but to allow another to be a human being. To let go is not to be in the middle arranging all the outcomes, but to allow others to affect their own outcomes. To let go is not to be protective, It is to permit another to face reality. To let go is not to deny, but to accept. To let go is not to nag, scold, or argue, but to search out my own shortcomings and correct them. To let go is not to adjust everything to my desires, but to take each day a

Letting Go
Out there? What is it what is out there waiting for us to go and find it? Have you ever given it thought that there is more out there than the hell that we allow ourselves to be devoured into? Everyone has something waiting for them out there whether it is hope, love, friends or just freedom. We all have thought about just taking that step out that door of societies grip and seek our own dreams. So the question I guess is not what is out there waiting for us but why haven’t we taken that step? When we think of our lives I’m sure there is at least one thing that you cant think of that you should have made a move, said your thoughts out loud or just found a friend to talk to. Look deep within the soul that lives within your body and mind and find that hope that you have and let it live once more and even if you feel it is to late make that move, say those words, let go. I’m letting go, I am making freedom of this world and journeying out there in the cold world untouched by the greedy ha

Letter From Heaven
She jumped up as soon as she saw the surgeon come out of the operating room. She said: "How is my little boy ? Is he going to be all right ? When can I see him ?" The surgeon said, "I'm sorry. We did all we could, but your boy didn't make it." Sally said, "Why do little children get cancer ? Doesn't God care any more ? Where were you, God, when my son needed you ?" The surgeon asked, "Would you like some time alone with your son? One of the nurses will be out in a few minutes, before he's transported to the university." Sally asked the nurse to stay with her while she said good bye to son. She ran her fingers lovingly through his thick red curly hair. "Would you like a lock of his hair ?" the nurse asked. Sally nodded yes. The nurse cut a lock of the boy's hair, put it in a plastic bag and handed it to Sally. The mother said, "It was Jimmy's idea to donate his body to the University for Study. He said it might help somebody else. "I said no at first, but Jimmy said,

A Letter To My Love
Dear Love, I know you are far away Many miles from here But in you I found A love that's crystals clear A love that takes me to A place I have dreamed of Ever since I had the knowledge Of what is like to love Although, we haven't met We've built a love that's strong One that's pure and honest And will last for very long You have always been there for me You have never let me down You always gave me strength When I felt like I would drown You taught me about friendship And ever lasting love You told me that I'm special And I'm your only one So here I'll end this letter But before you need to know That you're my life, my heart, my soul, My forever love Sincerely, Your Love

Letting Go
I am letting go of the love we had. I am letting go of the love we shared so wildly. I am letting go of the love of my life. I am letting go of the hope of ever getting what i want. I am letting go of all that brings me life. I am letting go of all my dreams. I am letting go of you. I am letting go of the pain iv had from loving you. i am letting go of the dreams i had of us. I have to let go or you will destroy me. I have to walk away or go insane from loving you. you say you love me yet you refuse to show me. you say you want to be with me yet you deny me everything. I am letting go of the love we had. this is for a friend of mine . wish you well hon

Let Those
Let those who do not understand me fear me Let those who understand me fear themselves. ~Thorin

Letter From Sunday 26 August 2007
Hey there, Since my last email was so long I'll make this one quick (smile). I just want to let you know that the ratings for HOUSE OF PAYNE have been through the roof! Thank you for watching. As a lot of you can see, the show keeps getting better and better. Thank you for giving it a chance to grow. I thought you'd might like to know that Mr. Brown is moving into the HOUSE OF PAYNE this Wednesday, and next week you'll get a sneak peak at the set up for MEET THE BROWNS-The TV SHOW, so please try to catch them if you can. Oh yeah--I'm so happy for your responses to my upcoming movie, WHY DID I GET MARRIED? Thank you to all of you who checked out the trailer at my website. If you could not load it it's because there was so much traffic. October 12th can't get here fast enough! You are going to love this movie. Here is another link to the same trailer, if you haven't seen it yet. http://tylerperry.com/wdigm God Bless, Tyler Perr

Letter From Jesus
Letter from Jesus My Dear Friend: How are you? I just had to send you this letter to tell you how much I love and care about you. I saw you yesterday as you were walking with your friends. I waited all day, hoping that soon you'd want me to walk along with you, too. As evening drew near, I painted you a sunset to close your day and whispered a cool breeze to refresh you, and I waited. You never came. Oh yes, it hurt Me, but I just kept on loving you. As I watched you fall asleep last night, I longed to touch your brow. I spilled moonlight upon your face, trickling down your cheeks as so many tears have. Again I waited, but you didn't even think of me. I wanted so much to rush down so we could talk. I have so many gifts for you. The next day I exploded a brilliant sunrise into glorious morning for you. But you awakened late and rushed off for the day. You didn't even notice Me. My sky became cloudy and my tears were the rain. Oh, how I LOVE YOU! Today you looked so sad

Letter From Larry
Hide header Date: Wed, 29 Aug 2007 17:36:38 -0700 From: Size: 3 KB To: joyce223@fubar.com Reply-To: she was having problems with her computer and still is. I do love you and you know that. I am not playing games if you think I am then there is an issue we need to deal with. I help people thats it except when it comes to you. With you it is a hell of a lot more. Now your blog has given Cyn something to use to get between us On 8/29/2007, joyce223@fubar.com wrote: Hi Larry, Wow , I know we said this site is "just a game" but i realized my heart , mind and soul are NOT playing games with me. I REALLY DO LOVE YOU AND CARE ABOUT YOU!! I read the blog Dianna wrote about you calling her at night and how Happy you make her feel, and my heart sank..you said that I belonged to you and that you were going to "ignore her" ... I am sure it feels good to have us "fighting" for you and both of us having feelings for you. I am looking for THE ONE and i wan

Letting Go
There's nothing but the good country surrounding me. The moon is shining brightly over the tree tops and its reflection on the water is such a beautiful sight. This is a perfect place for two people who are in love ... As I sit here thinking about all the time I have wasted, just sorting out my life -- I never really realized what loneliness was until you were gone. It seemed as though things were going so good until one day you left without a single trace. All of our plans for the future were shattered. There was to be no more of you and I together. You were gone, gone forever. I still remember the times we shared, but slowly these memories are going too. One day they'll be gone just like you ... I'm trying desperately to find you and bring you back to me. I dream about you every day and pray that you'll come back, but it's hopeless. There's no use in pretending, cause deep down in my heart I know you've found another. Someone to take my place, someone who'll love

Letters Of Death
Cut deep inside, My blood drips to the floor. The pain that I once felt I cant not feel no more. The knife that cut me, Must have set it free. For the pain that I once felt was slowly killing me. Was it something that I said to make it go away Was it the work of God, did I kneel before to pray? I look down to the floor there's a puddle instead of a drop I began to think where's it is coming from, will it stop? There must have been a murder, someone must have died. The moment I saw my mother she began to cry. I tried to comfort her placing my hand upon her head. I listened to her ask, Dear God why is my baby dead. I couldn't understand what happened, who was it that was gone? The answer to my question didn't take to long. I followed her to the bedroom, a lifeless body on the bed. As I took a glance it hit me, Oh my God I'm dead. The room started spinning, the air was almost gone. I couldn't quite remember why I did something so wrong. How could I hurt my mother with

The Letter
A father passing by his son's bedroom was astonished to see that his bed was nicely made and everything was picked up. Then he saw an envelope, propped up prominently on the pillow that was addressed to "Dad." With the worst premonition he opened the envelope with trembling hands and read the letter. Dear Dad: It is with great regret and sorrow that I'm writing you. I had to elope with my new girlfriend because I wanted to avoid a scene with Mom and you. I have been finding real passion with Stacy and she is so nice. But I knew you would not approve of her because of all her piercings, tattoos, tight motorcycle clothes and the fact that she is much older than I am. But it's not only the passion...Dad she's pregnant. Stacy said that we will be very happy. She owns a trailer in the woods and has a stack of firewood for the whole winter. We share a dream of having many more children. Stacy has opened my eyes to the fact that marijuana doesn't really hurt anyone.We'll be grow

A Letter To My Dad
i think this is the most meanful blog ive ever wrote and i would appreciate if i could get some feed back on it. me and my dad have never really gotten along and hes moving away in 3 days but my mom and sister are staying here. Anyways please be honest and tell me what u think. he hasent read this yet. ---------------------------------------- dad, i really dont know where to start with this but its easier to write things out cuz that way we cant fight about it. I know why you think me living home wont work out. Ive been given chances and i always fucked them up. I think those times i just didnt want to "be alone". This time is different. Im ready to make changes in my life. I wasted the last 2 years of my life doing shit all except feeling sorry for myself..Like i was "waiting" for it to happen on its own. Well i know it dosent work that way and i know i only live once and i REALLY want to try to better myself. Being in the situation im in now with living with rob and stuff

Letter From Hell
A LETTER TO YOU FROM SATAN I saw you yesterday as you began your daily chores. You awoke without kneeling to pray. As a matter of fact, you didn't even bless your meals, or pray before going to bed last night. You are so unthankful, I like that about you. I cannot tell you how glad I am that you have not changed your way of living, fool, you are mine. Remember, you and I have been going steady for years and I still don't love you yet. As a matter of fact, I hate you, because I hate God. He kicked me out of heaven, and I'm going to use you as long as possible to pay him back. You see, fool, GOD LOVES YOU and he has great plans in store for you. But you have yielded your life to me, and I'm going to make your life a living Hell. That way, we'll be together twice. This will really hurt God. Thanks to you, I'm really showing him who's boss in your life with all of the good times we've had. We have been watching dirty movies, cursing people out, stealing, lying, be

Letter To A Friend
Did you ever love someone, yet know, they had no love for you? Did you ever want to cry, yet think, what good would it do? Did you ever gaze into their eyes, and say a silent prayer? Did you ever look real closely, yet see, no love was there? Did you ever see them walking, in the candle light's glow, Thinking, how you love them so, yet, you can never let them know? Please don't fall in love, dear friend, it really doesn't pay, It's not worth the pain and heartache, that it causes every day. Did you ever think of where they are, and wonder if they are being true? One moment, you are walking on the clouds, the next you are sad and blue. Love can be magical, yet can hurt too much, and the price you pay, so high. If I had a choice between love and death, I think I'd choose to die. Please, don't fall in love, dear friend, it will only hurt, before it's through. You see, dear friend, I really know, for I fell in love...with you. ~Goddess_Veronique~

Letter
Swiped this from someone else just thought that it was funny and oh so true. Dear Alcohol.... First and foremost, let me tell you that I'm a huge fan of yours. As my friend, you always seem to be there when needed. The perfect post-work cocktail, a beer at the game, and you're even around at the holidays (hidden inside chocolates as you warm us when we're stuck in the midst of endless family gatherings). However, lately I've been wondering about your intentions. While I want to believe that you have my best interests at heart, I feel that your influence has led to some unwise consequences: 1. Phone Calls and text messages: While I agree with you that communication is important, I question the suggestion that any conversation after 2 a.m. can have much substance or necessity. Why would you make me call my ex's? Especially when I know, for a fact, they DO NOT want to hear from me during the day, let alone all hours of the night. 2. Eating: Now, you know I love a go

Letting You All Know
Today i am spending the day with my mom since her surgery is tomorrow so i wont be on til later today. I will talk to everyone then.

A Letter To Mommy
STOP Abortion [touching] Dear Mommy, I am in Heaven now... I so wanted to be your little girl. I don't quite understand what has happened. I was so excited when I began realizing my existance. I was in a dark, yet comfortable place. I saw I had fingers and toes. I was pretty far along in my developing, yet not near ready to leave my surroundings. I spent most of my time thinking or sleeping. Even from my earliest days, I felt a special bonding between you and me. Sometimes I heard you crying and I cried with you. Sometimes you would yell or scream, then cry. I heard Daddy yelling back. I was sad, and hoped you would be better soon. I wondered why you cried so much. One day you cried almost all of the day. I hurt for you. I couldn't imagine why you were so unhappy. That same day, the most horrible thing happened. A very mean monster came into that warm, comfortable place I was in. I was so scared, I began screaming, but you never once tried to help me. Maybe you never h

Letter To The Assholes In My Life!
Dear Assholes, I'm tired of the bullshit. I'm tired of the lies. I'm tired of trusting and being let down. Its funny how people can be dishonest and blame their faults on me. I'm not perfect i know, but i do not lead people to trust me and let them down in the worst possible way. I would never intentionaly hurt someone. I'm tired of excuses. The James you all know is lost and i'm not sure he could be found again. If evil is what i'm charged with then evil is what you'll recieve. From now on i'll show you what that side of James is with no regrets. If you call me a dick, an asshole, or a basterd then know that you earned it fair and square. Fuck you and all that you represent. I'm just tired of all of it. I'm done playing this game and i'm done with YOU! -Forever Hate James

Letting Out Steam
I dont really know what else to do but to let my husband go. he isn't happy with me anymore..i have been away from him for a few weeks now and it feels like forever. i dont think that i will ever get use to not calling the appartment were we lived home. i have been thinking about going and living back in louisiana but havent made up my mind yet. i just think that if im going to be away from him might as well be 12 hours away.. that way maybe i can stop thinking about him all the time. i mean he is the first thing i think abut when i wake up and the last thing i think about before i go to bed at night but i dont think that it is enough for me to go back home and neither does he but then again i havent really told him my feeling because i dont really think he will listen to what i relly have to say but then again i guess i dont really know untill i try. but like i said i just need to let off steam and he doesn;t know about this account or anything so i can say what ever and he will nev

Letting Love Go
I love someone. He loves me. You'd think this was an easy thing... but it's not. I have loved him for 10 years. And I've walked away from him twice. Ever get into a situation that you just knew wasn't good for you, but you couldn't help yourself... that's how this has been. I have been hopelessly, helplessly in love with him for 10 years. Sometimes I miss him so much I can scarely breathe. But I still walked away. I wish I could have turned the page like I wanted to. *sigh* I want to let it go.

Letting Go
only inches from the edge looking at the valley below if only you had the courage to jump and just let go you inch closer to the edge thoughts racing through your mind the ground starts to give way you jump but not in time your falling to your doom clawing at the air trying to grab something you know isnt there you hit the ground with a thud blood pours from your head a bright red flow your only moments from being dead one last thought before you go maybe just maybe.... you shouldnt have let go.

Let This Really Sink In - Then Choose
LET THIS REALLY SINK IN - THEN CHOOSE. John is the kind of guy you love to hate. He is always in a good mood and always has something positive to say. When someone would ask him how he was doing, he would reply, "If I were any better, I would be twins!" He was a natural motivator. If an employee was having a bad day, John was there telling the employee how to look on the positive side of the situation. Seeing this style really made me curious, so one day I went up and asked him, "I don't get it! You can't be a positive person all of the time. How do you do it?" He replied, "Each morning I wake up and say to myself, you have two choices today. You can choose to be in a good mood or ... you can choose to be in a bad mood I choose to be in a good mood." Each time something bad happens, I can choose to be a victim or...I can choose to learn from it. I choose to learn from it. Every time someone comes to me comp

The Letter
The Letter by LoveMD© Dear Tess, I'm fresh off of the phone with you and my cock is still totally hard. I doubt that I'll ever be able to explain how much I wish that I could be there with you, be inside of you, hearing you moan while we're fucking. I'm going to try to get this written before I absolutely have to go touch myself, but my imagination is already out of control. This could, possibly, be a letter that I shouldn't write, but you tell me that you like my honesty, and these are the things, honestly, going on in my mind. In my imagination we are arriving at a hotel together. As I look at you, I know that both of our intentions are the same. You are in front of me as we walk into our room. The door closes hard behind us and I stop you right inside the door by putting my arms around you and softly kissing the back of your neck. My hands trail from your hips up your stomach, slowly making my way to your breasts. I stop briefly to feel each one of your beautiful breasts i

Letting Go (9/10/2007)
OSHO's thoughts on Letting Go In existence there is nobody who is superior and nobody who is inferior. The blade of grass and the great star are absolutely equal.... But man wants to be higher than others, he wants to conquer nature, hence he has to fight continuously. All complexity arises out of this fight. The innocent person is one who has renounced fighting; who is no longer interested in being higher, who is no longer interested in performing, in proving that he is someone special; who has become like a rose flower or like a dewdrop on the lotus leaf; who has become part of this infinity; who has melted, merged and become one with the ocean and is just a wave; who has no idea of the "I". The disappearance of the ''I" is innocence. Osho The White Lotus Chapter 6 In this image of lotus leaves in the early morning, we can see in the rippling of the water that one drop has just fallen. It is a precious moment, and one that is full of poignancy. In surrendering to gravity and

The Letter (wrote In The 90's)
You r the one for me. No one could satisfy me like u did. U were the one that I needed in my life. What went wrong? I don't know! I wish I knew. What can I do? I miss u so. Oh, how I wish u were still in my life. But u r not!! So, I have 2 learn it can't be me and u forever. Before I go I would like 2 say, I will love u forever. So please don't ask me to stay any longer. I should have known from the start that u were not meant for me. So I ask u this... Can u ever forgive me? For hurting u so! So I will say good-bye, I did love u!

Letting Go!
As all Know I had excepted Gimptastic as my Fubar Hubby. Well for sometime i have been unable to communicate with him and unable to know when he will be back...I for this reason will term the Fubar marriage and get a Ceritficate... to those that care about him, I still care. But Need Someone more stable and assured to be here. Thank you, Porcelain

Letter From An Irish Mother
Dear Son, Just a few lines to let you know I'm still alive. I'm writing this slowly because I know you can't read fast. You wont know the house when you get home, 'cos we've moved. Your Father has a lovely new job with 700 men under him - he cuts grass at the cemetery. There was a washing machine at the new house, but it's not working too good. Last week I put in 12 shirts, pulled the chain and I haven't seen them since. Your sister, Colleen had a baby this morning, but I haven't found out if it's a boy or girl, so I don't know if you're an uncle or aunt. Your Uncle Mick drowned last week in a vat of Whisky at the Dublin Distillery. His mates tried to save him, but he fought them off bravely. He was cremated and it took four days to put the fire out. I saw the doctor last week and your Father went with me. Doc put a glass tube in my mouth and told me not to talk for five minuets. Your Father wanted to buy it from him. It only rained twice this week, first for four days t

The Letter
Berlin, 1945. The destruction from WWII has been terrible and famine is rampant in the city. A pretty, young female is approached by a blind man holding a cane, whoasks if she would mind delivering a letter for him. Happy to do the poor fellow a good turn, she takes the letter and starts off but happens to turn around, only to see the "blind" man scurrying away, his cane and glasses discarded. Naturally becoming suspicious, she summons the police and sends them to the address the man had given her. There they make a gruesome discovery - a processing plant has been harvesting and selling human human meat to the sttarving citizens! And the letter our heroine had been asked to deliver? It contained but a single sentence: "This is the last one I am sending you today."

Letting Go
Affirmation: I am willing to surrender this situation to my creator now. When I let go everything turns out perfectly. boy do I hope so!

Letting Go
You were my knight in shining armor the hand that wiped my tears my one and only lover the light that eased my fears. You held my hand told me I was beautiful my heart was convinced we had something meaningful. The first day I met you I never thought we'd be together and in the end I was right wasn't I? But meanwhile however... You held me close promised you'd never let me go you kissed me sweetly soft and slow. Everything was beautiful all the world was right and I dreamt of you all through the night. But like I said before in the end I was right we're not together and I have nightmares at night. The way you treated me boy you treated me so bad But everyone knew dumping you was right all you did was make me sad. And I've let go of you by now it's obvious to see but boy you better hurry up with letting go of me.

Letting Go Takes Love
To let go does not mean to stop caring, it means I can't do it for someone else. To let go is not to cut myself off, it's the realization I can't control another. To let go is not to enable, but allow learning from natural consequences. To let go is to admit powerlessness, which means the outcome is not in my hands. To let go is not to try to change or blame another, it's to make the most of myself. To let go is not to care for, but to care about. To let go is not to fix, but to be supportive. To let go is not to judge, but to allow another to be a human being. To let go is not to be in the middle arranging all the outcomes, but to allow others to affect their destinies. To let go is not to be protective, it's to permit another to face reality. To let go is not to deny, but to accept. To let go is not to nag, scold or argue, but instead to search out my own shortcomings and correct them. To let go is not to adjust everything

Letter To The Irs
IRS LETTER > > ======= > > > > Here is one person's answer to Tax Frustration. > > It is supposedly a real letter submitted to the IRS in the midst > > of 1995's weird and bizarre denial of dependents, exemptions and > > credits. The letter speaks for itself. > > > > > > Dear Sirs: > > > > I am responding to your letter denying the deduction for two of > > the three dependents I claimed on my 1994 Federal Tax return. > > > > Thank you. I have questioned whether or not these are my > > children for years. They are evil and expensive. It's only > > fair that, since they are minors and no longer my > > responsibility, the government should know something about them > > and what to expect over the next year. > > > > Please do not try to reassign them back to me next year and > > reinstate the deductions. They are yours! > > > > The oldest, Kristen, is now 17. She is brilliant. Ask her! > > > > I suggest you put her to work in your office where she can > > a

Lettin You Go Was The Worst Mistake Iv Ever Made
since i let you leave its been as if there is a rain cloud over my head. waiting for me to find out how to get you back. My head has let go but my heart just want let me. I don't want to i just wasn't to be happy again, the way it was when i was with you, you made me laugh when i didn't even want to smile you always knew what to say to make me feel better. I use to lie to my self and say it was you but then i realized it was me i was in love and didnt know what to do, in love with you and no one wanted us to even be together. my own family didnt even want me to be with you. they didnt want me to be happy they wanted me to be with someone that would "help me" but you did help me i was happy for the first time in years. no one seen it but i felt better about myself and how my life had turned out and what happen to my family how it was torn apart but no one saw that but me i never told anyone, i never showed my sadness or my fear of how my life would

Let The Bodies Hit The Floor.
Well closure mode is back in full swing. I finally made a decision and stuck to it in regards to the Cex(current ex). For those of you not aware of my situation I will give you a quick summary. She is a pain in my ass. I am great. Okay well the truth is we split up back in July. But since then we have been going back and forth trying to figure some things out. For the first month it was if we can work things out between us. After we (read we as I) realized it was impossible to do so. We decided to try to work on a friendship. She proceeded to ignore me for weeks at a time and then chain call me 30 or 40 times in a night until I would answer or text her. Since then we have fought back and forth. So anyway. We started to make a little progress then all of a sudden she would ask me to call and then not be there and not get back to me for a day or so. I finally hit my breaking point on Sunday while in the middle of a talk we start to make a little progress she decides she is

Letting Go
Letting go of what use to be. Letting go of what will never be. Letting go of you and me. Our friendship was special from the start. But i guess it was never meant to be. i will never forget you or the talks we had, they will be memories that will never be forget. So i say goodbye even though i dont know why. It seems our friendship was strong, but for some reason i think i was wrong, for we are saying goodbye. I dont even know why. I guess somethings just were never meant to be. I dont understand and maybe i never will, but it hurts to know my friend that our friendship has ended. Letting go never even had a chance to grow. So take care my friend, i hope all your dreams come true. and maybe someday we will meet again. until then my friend i must let go, even though it breaks my heart. The tears are falling my friend, cause i will miss you so. I hope that you never forget, you meant alot my friend to me you were my hero. Letting go and i dont even know

Letting Go
I sit here alone once again, thinking will the pain never end. Why cant I let my heart mend? Do you have a helping hand to lend? Found someone I know I must let go, and I can never tell her no. There is one thing that I do know, I finally do let my feelings show. Cant go on another night, she has finally made me see the light. Yes my days are becoming bright, and we are beginning to become so tight. She knows how to push my buttons, and sometimes we argue, I am so glutton. Then we make up all of a sudden, and yeah when she is mad, shes cute as a button. I like the way we sit and talk, sometimes we even go for a walk. I also just love the way she smiles, when we walk we can go on for miles. She likes the way I take care of things, and I tell her all the joy she brings. But yet I know she wants to roam, and she is so far away from her home. That is why I must let her go, even if I do love her so. Sometimes we have to just let people be, hope she is happy, even if it isn`t with me. Kn

Letter From Exile
You asked for a letter. But what am I to say? What exactly is it that you want to hear? Do you want to hear that I miss you? I could tell you that I miss you. But that's not the truth. The truth won't fit in a simple single line. The truth won't look so good on paper. The truth is, that when you send me away. . . I feel relieved. I feel happy to be back in the one place that I'm comfortable in. The unknown. By myself, on my own. But that's not what you want to read. You want an invisible bond to link us together across the miles. That tether no longer exists. You severed the umbilical cord long ago. And I've long since given up on the idea of repairing it. You simply don't like me. Your mind is made up, and getting to know me won't change it. How I feel doesn't matter to you at all. So here's my letter from camp, Mom. Fifteen years late. I'm on my own and doing fine. With. . . indifference. Your son. August

The Letter
To everyone who reads this, I'm sorry for the pain. Believe me when I tell you, My actions weren't in vain. I don't know how to let you know, Of all the pain I was in. Nothing can describe the reason, I committed this sin. You said you knew the best for me, And how to make me smile. You didn't even think to check, Every once in a while. Whether I was right and good, Or just down and out. Whether I wore a smile, Or a frown or pout. Even my sharpest blades have been, Better friends than you. There for me through thick and thin, What was I to do? I've struggled through the past few years, Keeping out of strife. Each day edging closer, To taking my own life. My will to live had been dissolved, But my memories remained. Little did I realise how, The crimson river stained. So when you find this I'll be gone, My exit's growing near. Please forgive my selfishness, And please don't shed a tear. To all of those that loved me, And those that preten

Letter Of Desperation...
To whom it may concern this is my last will and testimony. I hope and pray evil the evil things will go away so I cancontinue and live my life with out the insanity in my life. To still believe in what I got and for my love not to fade aaway. I try to devote every last breath I have to the ones I only love. Even if it does not seem like a lot, and hope they still see that this is me and all that I have to give. To mend my past and imagine the future and to conquer my dreams are my only goals I have set to lead me to my true happiness once yet again. To who ever can see or is watching over me, please know that I wear my heart on my sleeve to complete the grieving I have not yet complete. In hopes that soon the bridge I need to cross also lead me to another chapter completed.. to the ones I cherish the most, please don't leave me in my time of need. Recognize that my love is unconditional and I will stay by your side if you stay by mine. Please realize this is my time to face my trials a

The Letter
i read this someplace lol i dont remember where but it touched me, the ole sentimental fool that i am! lol Dearest heart when we talke last night i t hought i would just pass out hearing that deep sultry voice of yours was wild, and then when we net at the club the other night, i saw you walk in with that wonderful dress and heels, i thought the room stopped, but you were timeless in my eyes, i am sorry i couldnt speak but sputter your name lol, and you said it was alright. You sat across from me and we atalked for hours drinking and eating then god awful spicy curly fries....we had a great time least i did. Thern later that evening, you took my hand asn we slow danced to soft music seeme we were the only ones there, my heart raced, somehow you knew iwas nerevous and held me close toyou. i could catch ahint of that wonderful perfume you wore! You gazed into my brown eyes, and smiled and then suddenly we kissed, u didnt back away, you deepened it, and the world just rushed away

"let There Be Peace!"
I sit here wondering if it all will end? Through out the days and nights Filled with hate and sin Can there be some kind of Peace left from within? No one knows how the other will respond No one knows how the other will react But in most cases No one is willing to form A pact! To end the fighting To end the disrespect To give back What was once lost No matter what it cost This has to end There has to be a way Please listen Please hear the words that I say Please I beg of you Please Let there be peace!

Let Them Know
I found this story today, made me want to cry. Don't let something like this happen, tell people how you fell. I have a fav quote that I always use...Follow your heart and take chances because you never know how absolutely perfect something could turn out to be. If you love someone tell them I found this story, it touches my heart and soul..... It all started when I was 6 years old. While I was playing outside on my farm in California, I met a boy. He was an average kind of boy who teased you and then you chased them and beat them up. After that first meeting in which I beat him up we kept on meeting and beating each other up at the fence. That only lasted for a little while though. We would meet at the fence all the time and we were always together. I would tell him all my secrets. He was very quiet he would just listen to what I had to say. I found him easy to talk to and I could talk to him about everything. In school we had separate friends but when we got home

Letting Go
Hey look I'm actually posting a blog. HAHA This to me sounds like a "Law of Allowing." (...means dropping all judgments and all emotional attachments to what others are, have, or do). An on-going task in my life that consumes me day and night. For reasons that are just - test of faith. I always say things happen and people come into our lives for a reason. But there is always that justifiable skepticism when past events warrent protecting what is most held close. You're probably saying to yourself, "What is this man talking about?" Well know that I won't give answers or too much detail especially on a public blog. Just know that everyone is kept at arms length, until I am convinced otherwise. To let go does not mean to stop caring, it means I can't do it for someone else. To let go is not to cut myself off, it's the realization I can't control another. To let go is not to enable, but allow learning from natural consequences. To let go is to admit powerlessness,

Letter
I`v just discovered, how redicilous some people are (Scorpionchic)Just becaurse you have an other openion and i write what i meen, then this person got totaly childish, just to laugh over. Some people need to look at themself, and begin to see what and why people, don`t like your attitude. It`s a shame, that i cant tell this exatly THIS person that, easy enough to see, has been blocked, just becaurse i rated a pic of a singer, who killed himself and told her, what he were. A W.......... Just laughing of such a child. Get a grip, B.......

A Letter To A Special Friend
As I sit back and think back on my life, I am grateful I have a few people I can call dear friends. I never thought it could hapen here though. I have met some great people here, but there is one who stands out. I look forward to seeing you online. My heart skips a beat when you call. You make my troubles seem to fade, and I have a continuous smile on my face when we are together. You have captured my heart, and my life and moved in and made it your home. I would not want it any other way. I want to thank you from the bottom of my heart for all we share(talks, feelings, dreams), and look forward to another incredible time together with you.

Letting Go A Peom For My Children
Letting go Make me feel like I am loosing my mind But when your head lays to rest I watch over you Sometimes you make me want to pull out all my hair But protecting you is the only thought in my head Screaming sometimes because your madding But loosing you is unbearable Being away from you tares at my heart strings You are my whole world The breath I breath the reason I live You’re the brightest ray of light in my life Cannot remember life before you First thought when I wake up last one before I go to bed I don’t know how to face the day alone Knowing the time will come to let go Praying I have the strength to just maintain Wanting only the best for you Not know yet what that might be Closing my eyes as I open my arms Run from me flee from my demands Letting things be in karmas hands Clinging to one last kiss and hug One last I love you mommy Trying to remember this must be the way Tears run down my face falling to my knees Pleading that I can just wake up w

Letters To Mommy And Daddy
Our dauther wrote us a letter tonight and in it it said.... I love you and always will and if I were to stop it would make me sad. P.S. Please don't ever stop loving me. Awwwwwwww ofc we told her that would NEVER happen we could never stop loving such a sweet girl like her. :-D Talk about a heart warmer.

Lettuce/tomatoes
okay so a guy is near the end of his senior year in high school. Unfortunately, he still has to share a room with his younger brother who is only 9 years old. One night, he decides to bring his girlfriend home for a little fun.They have bunk beds and the guy notices that his little brother is already asleep on the lower bunk, so he and his girlfriend climb up to the top bunk. As you might expect things start to heat up. The guy remembers that his little brother is sleeping below so he tells his girlfriend to whisper "lettuce" if she wants it harder and "tomato" if she wants a new position. Lettuce!!! Tomato!!! Lettuce!!! Tomato!!! Lettuce!!! Tomato!!! She screams. Lettuce!!! Tomato!!! Whoa!!! PULL IT OUT!!! PULL IT OUT NOW!!! I can't get pregnant! Then the little brother shouts up, "Hey, would you guys stop making sandwiches up there! You're getting mayonnaise all over my face!*!*!*!*!

A Letter To My Father ...
Hi Dad, I'm sending an email along to you, but also along to some friends of mine, just to keep others I know up to date. In 1998 I told you that we'd see the last of cheap gas (oil) in no more than 7 years ... and we all saw what happened in 2005. In 2005 I said that there would be no more than 3-5 years before demand began to exceed production capacity - with grossly significant ramifications on every aspect of the global economy - only the most devastating consequences to follow. I knew what was going on in 1998 because I have always been, and forever will be a scientist that insists only on reading the raw data from the primary source - trying to get information any other way is like eavesdropping on the "telephone game." Sometimes, unfortunately, there is no "primary literature" to examine for every occasion, and so I have to scour "best practices" sources with some level of peer review for hidden details. This is the first time one of the largest and most influential

A 4 Letter Word
The 4 letter word Does anybody really know the meaning of the four letter word, Love? Love can come from anywhere. There are so many different kinds of love. There is the kind that is felt by family, between 2 friends,and lovers. Love can make you feel all warm and tingly inside. Just by seeing their smile or hearing their voice. Love between two friends starts off as a friendship and then has grown over the years into a family kind of love. Love between friends can even blossom into so much more over the time because it has had time to grow. Love between two people that start out as lovers has not had the time to grow and blossom like that of two friends that fall in love with the years of being together behind the realitionship. Once again do we really know and understand that four letter word?

Letting Go
letting go I'm letting go... Of my past mistakes I can't re-do. I'm letting go ... of memories that hurt that can't be changed. I'm letting go... of those I love, but I can't hold dear. I'm letting go... of all my pride it won't hold me up. I'm letting go just to let go, to stop worrying and start living. I'm letting go right here right now not entangled, not consumed... just letting go.

A Letter To Janie K.
We had to read an article in English class today about this woman who was a self proclaimed atheist and basically putting down christianity. I mean to each his own but I hate talking about religion it's just something you shouldnt talk about amongs strangers. We then had to write a letter to her on how we felt about the article. Our teach isnt sending them she just wanted to see what we wrote. BTW I can't stand my english professor.. I was partially in a foul mood when i read this article. That didnt help in my persuasion of how i felt about my religion. Maybe it just poured salt into the wound that had been on the road to healing and then through a series of events over the last two years was ripped apart ending first with decision made by my cousin to take her two month olds sons life last week. Anyway about the article. It was rude in my opinion. Yes I did get a laugh over how she referred to baptists as the Republicans. That sentence only made me think of my grandparents wh

Letting Go
Something keeps telling me I’ve got to let go. I hold a love inside that I can never show. I want to hold you in my arms but I’ll never see that day. Some force beyond my control decided to take my heart away. My babies live only in my heart and mind. For me to let go says I want to leave them behind. My life has now fallen apart not knowing what’s right and wrong. Can someone please tell me where the hell I belong. What am I living for? Why do I even try? I want to be with my babies. Why can’t I just die? Will I ever again see a time where my heart doesn’t hurt so much? Will I ever again feel pleasure at a simple human touch? Am I that dead inside that time can never heal? Am I holding on to a dream that is no longer real? Someone please help me to end this pain. Someone please help me to live life again.

Letter.....
I, the Penis, hereby request a raise in salary for the following reasons: I do physical labor. I work at great depths. I plunge headfirst into everything I do. I do not get weekends or public holidays off. I work in a damp environment. I work in a dark workplace that has poor ventilation. I work in high temperatures. My work exposes me to contagious diseases. Sincerely, P. Niss The Response: Dear P. Niss, After assessing your request, and considering the arguments you have raised, the administration rejects your request for the following reasons: You do not work 8 hours straight. You fall asleep after brief work periods. You do not always follow the orders of the management team. You do not stay in your designated area and are often seen visiting other locations. You do not take initiative - you need to be pressured and stimulated in order to start working. You leave the workplace rather messy at the end of your shift

Letting Go
Letting go of someone you love is one of the hardest things you'll even have to do. The more alone time you spend, the more thinking you get to do, the more realization of truth you encounter. I think that once you balance out the reasons why you want to hold on and the reasons you have to let go, you will come to an understanding as to what you're really dealing with and see the true colors of the cards you are holding. Life brings people into your life for a reason and when its time for them to leave its because the lesson has been left and its up to you to see it, feel it, and live on what you've learned. I've recently decided to let someone go from my life. Although, its with a heavy heart that I make this decision, I decided it was for my own good and for the best for the both of us. We just dont see eye to eye, we dont think close to the same, we dont believe in the same rules, and we're in different levels overall. Sometimes being on different levels alone causes a

The Letter
In a house ionce did dwell I ment a man I loved so well in this house he took my heart in two weeks time he blew it apart I went home and thought all day not a word did Isay my mother found me dround in the tub she tryed to wake me with a shove she found this letter by the sink before I took the big drink on the paper this is what was wrote atleast I didnt slit my thoroat In cold water now I lay Chris you lost you best firend today bury me slow but bury me deep place a rose at my feet place one red rose on my grave if not for lov emy lifew ould have been saved

4 Letter Poem
This is my four-letter word poem. You know the one That gets you hits. And it goes something like this: FUCK IT! Want to be it? Don’t know how to do it? Just tell it Like it is. Only you can do it. If it's from the heart, It’s a start. If they don’t like it, Hey, no sweat, Never mind. FUCK IT! Life’s too short to waste time on idiots. Bigots Who criticize all the time. Anal retentive! Everything’s relative.

Letting Go
"Sometimes you have to let go of something in order to see if it's really worth holding on to."

A Letter
Dear Santa; It has occured to me that somewhere around the age of 10 we stop believing in you and stop asking you for gifts. We all know that our moms and dads act in your stead since with all the messed up time zones and your age your limited these days. Somewhere we come to understand this. These last six years have been rough on me,my cat died 3 weeks ago and thats hard, no, I'm not asking you for another cat, I loved Monster and he can't be replaced. I'm not going to ask you to find a cure for my lupus or fibromyalgia. Santa, this would have been my daughter Teagan's sixth Christmas had she lived. So I guess this is where I need to make sure my Christmas wish list gets to you now rather than later... The first item on my list is that you tell God to tell my little girl that mommy says Merry Christmas. Why am I asking you to ask God? This is the time of the year when I'm mad at him because in his infinate wisdom he took her away and I can't talk to him when I'm angry.

Let The World Fall Down
When your eyes are stormed over, And you won't hear me out, When you read off signs that I never sent out. Can you really say I don't trust you, All I've done is continue to love you. Let the world fall down, Let the stars' crash to the ground. I won't blink an eye, Just as long as you're by my side. So let the world fall down. My love is true, even when I'm confused. I swore wolvesblood, that I'd never betray you Can you really say I don't love you? All I can do is continue to trust you Let the world fall down, Let the stars' crash to the ground. I won't blink an eye, Just as long as you're by my side. So let the world fall down So let the world fall down let the world fall down Raksha Soulraven ©2007

A Letter Home
Dear Ma and Pa: I am well. Hope you are. Tell Brother Walt and Brother Elmer the Marine Corps beats working for old man Minch by a mile. Tell them to join up quick before maybe all of the places are filled. I was restless at first because you got to stay in bed till nearly 6 a.m., but am getting so I like to sleep late. Tell Walt and Elmer all you do before breakfast is smooth your cot and shine some things. No hogs to slop, feed to pitch, mash to mix, wood to split, fire to lay. Practically nothing. Men got to shave but it is not so bad, there's warm water. Breakfast is strong on trimmings like fruit juice, cereal, eggs, bacon, etc., but kind of weak on chops, potatoes, ham, steak, fried eggplant, pie and other regular food. But tell Walt and Elmer you can always sit by the two city boys that live on coffee. Their food plus yours holds you till noon when you get fed again. It's no wonder these city boys can't walk much. We go on "route" marches, which the Platoon Sergeant says are

Letter To The President
This woman should run for president Written by a housewife from New Jersey and sounds like it! This is one ticked off lady. "Are we fighting a war on terror or aren't we? Was it or was it not started by Islamic people who brought it to our shores on September 11, 2001? Were people from all over the world, mostly Americans, not brutally murdered that day, in downtown Manhattan , across the Potomac from our nation's capitol and in a field in Pennsylvania ? Did nearly three thousand men, women and children die a horrible, burning or crushing death that day, or didn't they? And I'm supposed to care that a copy of the Koran was "desecrated" when an overworked American soldier kicked it or got it wet?... Well, I don't. I don't care at all. I'll start caring when Osama bin Laden turns himself in and repents for incinerating all those innocent people on 9/11. I'll care about the Koran when the fanatics in the Middle East start caring about the Holy Bible, the mere ossessio

Letting Go
You put me down, you hurt me and expect that Ill be just fine You like me, you hate me just please make up your mind You used to be my everything, you used to be my friend But we are no longer, because our friendship Im going to end I know letting go isnt easy, I know because Ive tried I know holding back tears is impossible, I know because Ive cried I know goodbyes are forever, that when you say it you cant go back I know that it hurts a lot, because Ive been under that attack Whenever someone asks me I tell them Im ok and that Ill be alright When really my tears are working against me, and Im trying my best to put up a fight Its all over for you, and all that we used to be Until you can understand all of what you are doing to me You like me, you hate me, do you still not know? Well you took too long to answer, so now Im letting go

Let The Shackles...
Everyone breathes,but how many can love? What do we say?When our lover doesn't care? A broken heart kills,can we go around? No straight through the pain,raining from above. Let the pain fall down,the shackles turn loose, My love is a noose, Let the pain fall down,for none can see... This fake smile is here to protect me, No one looks in my eyes,see the pain deep inside. Let the shackles fall down,so I can run free. I just wish someone could see this heart, that is me.

Letter From Exile
You asked for a letter. But what am I to say? What exactly is it that you want to hear? Do you want to hear that I miss you? I could tell you that I miss you. But that's not the truth. The truth won't fit in a simple single line. The truth won't look so good on paper. The truth is, that when you send me away. . . I feel relieved. I feel happy to be back in the one place that I'm comfortable in. The unknown. By myself, on my own. But that's not what you want to read. You want an invisible bond to link us together across the miles. That tether no longer exists. You severed the umbilical cord long ago. And I've long since given up on the idea of repairing it. You simply don't like me. Your mind is made up, and getting to know me won't change it. How I feel doesn't matter to you at all. So here's my letter from camp, Mom. Fifteen years late. I'm on my own and doing fine. With. . . indifference. Your son. August

Letting Go Of The Fear
Thank you for walking into my life when you did. This is for you. You know who you are. kisses baby! I hope you like it. Stringing along memories of the past, Evident in this shattered heart. I vowed to myself never again In my life, will it play a part. Just when I thought I was over love, Just as I was learning to cope. Baby, you stepped in with an open heart Telling me to never lose hope. You came into this world of mine, And taught me not to be afraid. To my surprise, I realized The pain began to fade. Ever so slowly, taking its time, My heart began to reveal All the love that had been kept inside, Waiting for something real. So now we begin this journey, Letting all our fears go. Exactly where the road will lead us, It is God that only knows. So let's leave it in destiny's hands, Let fate guide us thru it all. Let's have faith that in the end, Into each other's arms we will fall.

Let The Fun Bein
REPLY IN A PRIVATE MESSAGE TO ME WITH YOUR ANSWERS. DONT BE AFRAID. YOU NEVER KNOW WHO WILL REPLY OR WHAT ANSWERS THEY WILL GIVE. EVEN IF YOU HAVE A BOYFRIEND OR GIRLFRIEND OR HUSBAND OR WIFE - REPOST THIS! LET THE FUN BEGIN........ 1.Your Name: 2.Age: 3.Favorite position: 4. Do you think I'm cute? 5. Would you have sex with me? 6. lights on or off? 7. Would you have to be drunk? 8.Would you take a shower with me? 9.Have you ever thought about having sex with me? 10.Would you leave after or stay the night? 11.Do you like cuddling afterwards? 14.Condom or skin? 15.Have sex on the first date? 16.Would you kiss me during sex? 17.Do you think I would be good in bed? 18. Would you use me as a booty call? 19.Can I use you as a booty call? 20.Can we take pictures of the act? 21.How long would we have sex? 22.Would you tell your friends about me? 29.Will you post this so I can fill it out for you? SEE HOW MANY PEOPLE SEND THIS BACK TO YOU! TITLE IT-Naughty Appli

Let The World Wait
It’s too dark to see And I’m too lazy, lazy to reach for the light So I lie in the darkness And slip my hand, quietly And encircle your waist, trace it’s delicate outline And you stir, a smile playing softly On your lips, in the dying ebony In the fading darkness I hear you breath Gentle, against the morning air Like a whisper Of love and desire. So I stare at the ceiling And think of what has to be done But you draw near, unknowingly And search for me Your hand drifting, prodding amongst the linen So I give in, say the day can wait And slip quietly, once more Into your arms And run my fingers along your face Tucking a few strands behind your ear Tracing the outline of your eyelashes Now closed, In Angelic serenity. And I sigh, and smile to myself. The world can wait. Yes, the world can wait.

A Letter To Our Soldiers
----------------- Bulletin Message ----------------- From: US NAVY WWII MEMORIAL SITE Date: Nov 10, 2007 1:56 PM RE: A Letter To Our Soldiers----------------- Bulletin Message -----------------From: A Proud Veteran!!!Date: Nov 10, 2007 3:52 AMWe see you battle in a place ofviolent, whipping sands.We watch in horror, but with pride,as you traverse foreign lands.We fix ourselves upon you,whether family, friend or not.We are proud of you, dear soldiers,and you are within our hearts.We hold back tears of worry,and we hold our breath for you.We are astounded at your strength,heroic through and through.We see how precious you are,and when any of you falls,We cry a storm of tears,as you've answered to the call. We realize your nightmare, butcannot feel your pain.We keep you in our prayers,day and night, you will remain.No matter where you are,or whatever you withstand-Just know, our dear soldiers-You're the Freedom of the land.

Letting Love Go !
Letting go of a Love you thought was true, but finally realizing it was only one sided. Remembering all the times We Smiled, Laughed, and Wrestled around, how you thought the other person didn't feel the same and it was all just a big game to play with the other persons Heart the way they did and make them beleive everything they said to be the truth, but it wasn't, none of it. But like always life does go on as it always has and you learn from your mistakes and hope not to make the same ones again or fall for anyone else's empty promises that can't be full filled.

Let The Games Begin
Well ladies and Gents, it's that time again. Of course i have already started my holidays last month with the Hayride. Yes I count Halloween as one special few in the HOLIDAY SEASON!!! But now I'm really do the kick off. Last week I made Ryans mother a House warming gift for the Holiday season. Then I purchased a 6 foot White tree. ~~~I want the red one from our frist Christmas to be kept nice so i'm not going to do experiments on it.~~Then yesterday I went to Garden Ridge, and purchased Black and Pink decorations for the tree. They were haveing a a huge sale, everything was 25 & 50 % off so no guilt. I got Kendra a small tree, and let her pick out green and purple oranments for her bedroom. I think everyone shold be able to celebrate with colors that make them happy.

A Letter
Hello, To anyone who cares to read. I have no friends, I don't know why. I don't belong. I have a heart but no one cares. I try to be nice, I try to get along. All I hear is people say, "You don't belong." Tears run down my face while everybody's calling me a discrase. My sorrow leads me nowhere, but ot an empty room. I hate the fact taht I'm alone. I'm ready for a friend, but when will that friend appear. I sit in this empty room, waiting for the day that someone wants to play and be my friend.

Letting Go
I see you standing there, With that look upon your face. You keep taking me back, To another time and place. When you and I were lovers, Forever until the end. I needed you beside me, But you broke my heart again. I say that I love you, You turn the other way. Does it make you nervous, Or is it too much to say. I want for you to hold me, Tell me it’s all right. If you do not love me, I won’t put up a fight. It doesn’t make a difference, You ignore me one last time. Whenever I turn to you, I feel I’m committing a crime. Wanting to let go, Still holding on. I cannot walk away, From a love I feel so strong. Captivated by your every move, Mesmerized by your eyes. If only I could remember, All your arrogance and lies. You put on me a spell, I fall for you again. Giving everything to you, Losing all my friends. But no more shall I hide, Behind the shadows and the mystery. I’m learning to let go, And now you are my history.

Letter To All That Know Me
For those of you that I have given a glimpse into my world. I know that my situation is that of a fairy tale for most. When you strip it all away and you find my heart and soul, then you truly know why I'm hurting in the most painful way. I have made jokes and tried to laugh it in the face. I have tried to say it will be ok and that life is what you make it. Threw all of the weeks that have came and gone I have realized that sometimes there are forces that hinder the most positive energy. I love all the people I have met even the ones that have challenged me with very colorful adjectives, The ones that have opened their hearts and arms, the ones that have just been so down to earth that I feel completely at ease. For all of you you are deeply embeded in my heart. This is why I put it to you that I will be stepping away for a while. I tend to always hurt the ones around me that care the most. For some of you that read this you may say its only the internet but if you look past the scree

A Letter To Me
I was given a bit of advice to write this,I hope you can understand the reason behind it and maybe write one of your own. Harry, In time you are going to discover a very upsetting thing about how your father really died.Do not think because he died that way you will too,I know it is difficult and through out your life you will try the same thing.Keep your head up and just keep living your life like you know how to do.Many bad and horrible events will occur during your life but your family and friends will be there for you and help you through it.As a result you will become a much stronger person and more determined to improve yourself along the way.You will join the Navy like you have dreamed of doing,but it will not become the career you wish it to be.It is of no fault of your own but just a random action that accures alot within the naval service.You will be scared to death of both losing your life long dream and of entering into a new phase of your life that you know nothing o

Lettin Go
To let go doesn't mean to stop caring; It means I can't do it for someone else. To let go is not to cut myself off... It's the realization that I can't control another... To let go is not to enable, but to allow learning from natural consequences. To let go is to admit powerlessness, which means the outcome is not in my hands. To let go is not to try and change or blame another, I can only change myself. To let go is not to care for, but to care about. To let go is not to fix, but to be supportive. To let go is not to judge, but to allow another to be a human being. To let go is not to be in the middle arranging all the outcomes, but to allow others to affect their own outcomes. To let go is not to be protective, It is to permit another to face reality. To let go is not to deny, but to accept. To let go is not to nag, scold, or argue, but to search out my own shortcomings and correct them. To let go is not to adjust everything to my desires, but to take each day a

Letter From A Friend
I just had to write to tell you how muck I love you and care for you. Yesterday, I saw you walking and laughing with your friends, I hoped that soon you'd want to walk along with you, too, so I painted you a sunset to close your day and whispered a cool breeze to refresh you..I waited - you never called ~ I just kept on loving you. As I watched you fall asleep last night, I wanted so much to touch you..I spilled moonlight onto your face - trickling down your cheeks as so many tears have. you didn't even think of Me; I wanted so much to comfort you. The next day I exploded a brilliant sunrise and glorious morning for you, but you woke up late and didn't even notice. My sky became cloudy and My tears were the rain. I love you, oh, if you'd only listen. I really love you. I try to say it in the quite of the green meadow and in the blue sky...the wind whispers My love throughout the treetops and spills it into the vibrant colours of all the flowers. I shout it to you in the

Letter Of Adam To Desciples
Date: 3rd May 0023 TO: Messrs Matthew, Mark, Luke & John (Publishers). 13a Sandy Wasteland Square, Just Next to the Pizza Hut, Judea. Dear Sirs, It is Mr. Christ's understanding that you are planning to write and publish a biography of him in the near future. Such a biography would, he is sure you would realise, be entirely unauthorised and if it were published in the form you suggest he would be forced to take the matter up with the highest authority. However he can fully understand your wish to write about his life and will sanction such a project a number of conditions: That the title of the book be 'The Holy Bible' and not as you propose, 'Hot and Salty - Our Sexy Savior's Saucy Story'. That you do not mention the name of his natural Father (Elvin Roxenby-Toke) who, for legal reasons, contests paternity. He suggest you utilise the 'virgin birth' scenario. Mr. Christ realises that this is entirely ludicrous but suggests that no-one ever went bust under

Letter To Leah
If you knew how much i love you if you could see how much i care see how i stare at you when i see you standing there my head fills with pain when i look into your eyes i love you so much but i know your heart denies im spose to make you happy im spose to make you smile and i know you still love me even though your in denial the only solution is to let you go because you deserve better as we both know you deserve the best and we both know it i had my chance all i did was blow it im sorry for the problems and im sorry for the pain if i could take it back and do it all again id take my time and do things right id treat you well and we wouldnt fight i wish i had a time machine so i could go into the past to change all my stupid mistakes so i could make us last you will always love me no matter what you say i will always love you every single day i know i fucked up but thanks for the chance my one true love my shot at romance its over now over and done because i

Letter To Leah 2
When my world comes crashing down and you are nowhere to be found what am i suppose to do you dont realize its because of you you left me alone out to die all because i made you cry it was never meant to happen i didnt mean to hurt you but the inevitable happened when my world fell through you mean the world to me but i dont know how to show it i try all the time but i somehow always blow it nothing i do will ever be right i figured that out after how much we fight if thats the only way to hear your voice then i guess i dont have another choice you dont understand what you mean to me but i know that i need to set you free but i guess its time to stop living the lie because theres no longer a you and i time to finally face the truth now theres just me and just you my worlds crashing down because im without you but forevermore may my love surround you Dustin B. Unrath

Letters To Leah 4
All i wanna do is sit here and cry i think about it and i ask myself why why dont i think before i do stupid things like taking my angel and shredding her wings not only her wings but breakin her heart because i hurt her im fallin apart ive lost my love with nothing to show cause i fucked around with some dumb ho i can cause you no pain, i can tell you no lies ill love you forever and my choice was unwise now i dont know what im suppose to do id rather die now then go on without you you are my angel your my baby girl i love you til death you are my world id take my life so you could live yours no more games and no more whores im truly sorry for all the damage ive done im the sorry one your reign has begun first we'll stop talking and slowly drift apart because i made a choice that wasnt so smart ill come over less and you'll find a new guy everyone will love him, modest and shy then ill fade entirely,completely from your life and ill back on the days i pictured y

Letter To Leah 5
I broke yours so you broke mine I look at you now and you seem just fine Your goin for my best friend whos one of a kind your an honest girl which is a mighty rare find if things work out i know he'll treat you right hes a good friend, sweet, chill, and polite he'll do good things show you a good night refused to say yes so we didnt have to fight id rather you date him then some guy i dont know i know he'll make you happy and i see him as a bro as much as itll sadden me now im happy you'll be with him and hope that someday in my future ill get a chance again ill get my chance to shine, to shine on through and do everything i can to prove i love you but until then ill bide my time watch you and him and make some more rhymes Dustin B. Unrath

Letters To Leah 6
Im up in alaska and we're doin alotta fishin only one thing on my mind, my baby girl im im missin she all i think about shes always on my mind after we're dont fishing i come and write rhymes gives me something to do to help pass the time i listen to some songs that make me think of her Nick Lacheys whats left of me, Dierks Bentleys Come a little closer i hope that shes happy, i hope she got with pek he can take care of her well, for her he can protect hes one of my best buds i see him as a a brother we've got eachothers backs we're here for one another i cant help but think about the two of them and hope that there together, both happy once again i fucked up once and i broke her heart my one mistake tore her apart i hope that he can mend the wound and hope she becomes happy soon i love them both, love them to death which is why i still waste my breath nothing i can do will ever bring her back i broke her fuckin heart and thats a matter of fact she'll never see me t

Letters To Leah 7
your all i want your all i need because of you i quit smoking weed it was important it helped me relax it calmed me down as a matter of fact it calmed me down and helped me chill your more important i love you still i love you now and i always will ill love you always ill love you forever when i see you my life gets better and in the army ill write you letters i miss you now ill miss you then i think about you time and again i look to the future i see me and you hope for the best that my visions come true if they dont ill be sad and blue might not survive without my boo Dustin B. Unrath

Let The Count Down Begin
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A Letter From Santa
I've done this before for family and friends, so I thought I'd offer it in the graphics shoppe. The letters from Santa are fully customized for your child or relative, and will be emailed from "Santa Claus" himself! You decide if they are naughty or nice, and what they may need to work on (cleaning their room, sharing, etc.) so that they can get their special present! This is item #35 in the fu-shoppe (in my photo albums). Please specify the email address you'd like it sent to, the child's name, nice or naughty, special gift, and what they need to work on. Also, include anything else you'd like for it to say. If you have any questions, please let me know. I'll be adding tons of Christmas graphics to the shoppe, so check back for updates! Merry Christmas!

Letting People Down
i let so many people down lately that i feel like i should just stop and never get out of bed to try and make things right i let people i love down cause of this and that.. i let people down just by being around i let people down by not leaving i let people down by being on this planet. i feel at times everyone would be better off if they had never meet me... that peoples lives would be better if i happen to never be seen again.. that people would not even remember me if i left and never came back to say hi...

Letting Go
Most know the expression “If you really love someone you set them free.” Everyone gives that statement tons of lip service but how many can walk the walk? Based on what I’ve experienced in my life I place having to make that decision among the top 5 hardest choices to make within the spectrum of human experience. To let a person you really love go, and know they may not come back to you. Not wishing them ill will but a better future and happiness. I wonder how many people could really do this? I just know it hurts. It makes me recall an ancient sand script which roughly translates to “sometimes life really sucks.”

A Letter To My Beer.
Dear Beer, I have been thinking about you lately, just wanted to let you know I miss your natural blonde head and dark tan body. I miss your taste, and I talk to my friends about you all the time. I saw you on tv the other day, it was so wierd. Anyways, I get off of work early today, when I get home, do you want to slip into my 22oz bottle? I know you fill it so well, your bottle is nice, but that tall glass is so you. And in the bottle its hard to see the carbonation. Maybe we can work on the Jeep together, I will put a dust mask on you while I sand. Oh you want to bring your friends to help? Ok with me! You know, I installed a bottle opener in the garage. Yeah it's bolted to the wall. Well, I gotta get back to work, I will see you soon.

Let There Be Dragons.....
Strange about myths and legends, they all have some basis in fact. It is known that Arthur, most likely Artos, was the son of Uther, brother to the war king Ambrosius. The title war king means simply, the guy that leads the all the armies in a time of war. St. George, aka king George to none Catholics fought and killed something, hence St. George the dragon slayer. Charlemagne carried the spear of destiny, and one of his lieutenants carried what was clearly a cursed sword, since everyone that owned it died in a most gruesome fashion. Does this mean that Caliburn or Excalibur does exist? Probably not in the form we are used to seeing in the movies. Artos was pre middle ages, so the sword would be an early longsword based on a roman design. Plate mail armor wouldn't be around, but a breast plate and shield would be. Now here be the question of the day, some of the legends hint that should Arthur be needed again, he would return.... Other legends and myths concerning

Let The Tears Come
What do you do when you relize he is slowly slipping away? You just let the tears come. Then you hope and pray that the tears catch him. And if that doesnt work then you just let him go. What do you do when life seems to be going against you? You can let the tears come. Then you can just go with the flow. Or you can fight with all your might and get to where you want to be. What do you do when you feel as if your invisable? You let your tears come. Then you can stay in that invisable state. Or you can make yourself seen!

Letting Go
learning to let go and move on is tough.I think I am finally learning to forgive myself and move on.We had 18 years of wonderful memories and two beautiful kids to remind me every day that it was all worth it and I'd do it all over again albeit with different choices. I hope one day you find it in your heart to forgive me and let go of the past but I cant put my life on hold anymore waiting for that to happen so Be happy Ronny! From now on thats what Im going to do.

4 Letter Words
Some random 4 letter words, that depending on the emotion behind them can be very good, or lousy in no specific order... HOPE LOVE NEED WANT WISH WATCH TIME FEEL LIVE WAIT WAVE OPEN GIVE

Letter From Santa
Thought: Letter From Santa > > TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS, > HE LIVED ALL ALONE, > IN A ONE BEDROOM HOUSE MADE OF > PLASTER AND STONE. > > I HAD COME DOWN THE CHIMNEY > WITH PRESENTS TO GIVE, > AND TO SEE JUST WHO > IN THIS HOME DID LIVE. > > I LOOKED ALL ABOUT, > A STRANGE SIGHT I DID SEE, > NO TINSEL, NO PRESENTS, > NOT EVEN A TREE. > > NO STOCKING BY MANTLE, > JUST BOOTS FILLED WITH SAND, > ON THE WALL HUNG PICTURES > OF FAR DISTANT LANDS. > > WITH MEDALS AND BADGES, > AWARDS OF ALL KINDS, > A SOBER THOUGHT > CAME THROUGH MY MIND. > > FOR THIS HOUSE WAS DIFFERENT, > IT WAS DARK AND DREARY, > I FOUND THE HOME OF A SOLDIER, > ONCE I COULD SEE CLEARLY. > > THE SOLDIER LAY SLEEPING, > SILENT, ALONE, > CURLED UP ON THE FLOOR > IN THIS ONE BEDROOM HOME. > > THE FACE WAS SO GENTLE, > THE ROOM IN SUCH DISORDER, > NOT HOW I PICTURED > A UNITED STATES SOLDIER. > > WAS THIS THE HERO > OF WHOM I'D JUST READ? > C

Letter From The Trojan Company
Trojan Condom Company INC. 6969 slippery root drive Droptrousers, Minnesota 69696 DEAR APPLICANT, We regret to inform you that we have rejected your recent application to model and represent our product. Trojan Condoms. Although your general appearance is not displeasing, our Board of Directors feels that your wearing of our product does not portray a positive, romantic image for our product. A loose, baggy and wrinkled condom is NOT considered romantic. We did admire your efforts to firm it up by using Poli-Grip. But even then it slipped off before we could get the photos taken. We would like to note, however, that we have never seen a Penis that looked like a bicycle grip before. We appreciate your interest and thank you for your time. We will retain your application for future consideration, if by chance we decide that there is a market for Micro-Mini Condoms. We send greetings and our deepest sympathy to your wife and/or girlfriend. Yours very tr

Let These Be Your Desires
Love has no other desire but to fulfill itself But if you love and must needs have desires, Let these be your desires: o melt and be like a running brook That sings its melody to the night. To know the pain of too much tenderness. To be wounded by your own understanding of love; And to bleed willingly and joyfully. To wake at dawn with a winged heart And give thanks for another day of loving; To rest at the noon hour and meditate love's ecstasy; To return home at eventide with gratitude; And then to sleep with a prayer For the beloved in your heart And a song of praise upon your lips.

Letting Go...
sometimes we say goodbye to the one we love without wanting too...but that doesn't mean we stop to love and care...because sometimes, goodbyeis a painful way of saying ... I LOVE YOU...

A Letter From Roman
This is written by my friend Roman about some recent near fatal events that took place in his life. Just another reminder to me of what to put my focus on in life. Take nothing for granted..... I dont know how many of you heard, but I have been hospitalized for several weeks, almost died! That is not an exageration. A couple weeks ago they were assessing twice a day my percentage chance of survival. It was as low as 39% at one point. I had kidney and pancreatic failure, and severe pneumonia. If you have not had your hormone levels checked on your pancreas, please, I urge you to do so, it will kill you. And I am not exaggerating here. Well, originally we thought that I had alcohol poisoning, I went to a Holiday party with a buddy Weds night a couple weeks ago and we all thought that the holiday dinner I went to that evening, and the gin and tonics I had must have shocked my body. That wasn't the case AT ALL. I didn't know it, but, I started to have kidney failure and pancreas

Letter From Santa
LETTER FROM SANTA Body: 2 Cold Street North Pole, Canada H0H 0H0 I have been watching you very closely to see if you have been good this year, and since you have, I will be telling my elves to make some goodies for me to leave under your tree at Christmas. I was going to bring you all the gifts from "The Twelve Days of Christmas", but we had a little problem up here. The twelve fiddlers fiddling, have all come down with "VD" from fiddling with the ten ladies dancing. The eleven lords a leaping have knocked up the eight maids a milking, and the nine pipers playing, have been arrested for doing weird things to the seven swans a swimming. The six geese a laying, four calling birds, three French hens, two turtle doves, and a partridge in a pear tree, have me up to my butt in bird crap. On top of all this, Mrs. Claus is going through menopause, eight of my reindeer are in heat, the elves have joined Gay Liberation, and those dumb ass Newfoundlanders have re-scheduled Christmas for

Let The Fun Begin
1.Your Name: 2.Age: 3.Favorite position: 4. Do you think I'm cute? 5. Would you have sex with me? 6. lights on or off? 7. Would you have to be drunk? 8.Would you take a shower with me? 9.Have you ever thought about having sex with me? 10.Would you leave after or stay the night? 11.Do you like cuddling afterwards? 12.Condom or skin? 13.Have sex on the first date? 14.Would you kiss me during sex? 15.Do you think I would be good in bed? 16. Would you use me as a booty call? 17.Can I use you as a booty call? 18.Can we take pictures of the act? 19.How long would we have sex? 20.Would you tell your friends about me? 21.Will you post this so I can fill it out for you? BE CAREFUL THE ANSWERS THAT YOU CHOOSE...WOULD I LIKE THEM OR NOT??? SEND IT BACK TO ME COPY AND PAST E IT AND SEND IT BACK IN A MESSAGE .... TY

Let Them Go!
There are people who can walk away from you. And hear me when I tell you this! When people can walk away from you: let them walk. I don't want you to try to talk another person into staying with you, loving you, calling you, caring about you, coming to see you, staying attached to you. I mean hang up the phone. When people can walk away from you let them walk. Your destiny is never tied to anybody that left. People leave you because they are not joined to you. And if they are not joined to you, you can't make them stay. LET THEM GO! And it doesn't mean that they are a bad person it just means that their part in the story is over. And you've got to know when people's part in your story is over so that you don't keep trying to raise the dead. You've got to know when it's dead. You've got to know when it's over. Let me tell you something. I've got the gift of goodbye. It's the tenth spiritual gift, I believe in goodbye. It's not that I'm hateful, it's that I'm f

Letter Home
“Letter Home” By Paul R. Mays 8/9/2007 Mom and Dad, If you are reading this it means I’m not coming home. I am writing this letter because my unit and I are about to insert north of Baghdad in a strike on a bomb making factory that’s making IED’s and it come time for some payback. Mom, I will miss your blackberry cobbler when dinners done and all the little things that you do when I’m home that makes it a place of love and family. I know this will hurt you to the soul but I want you to understand that I and many others knew what we were doing and my eyes also water up, not because of what we deal with here but for what you will have to endure if you get this letter. I only wish I could take the pain from your heart so you could feel nothing but joy but I know that joy is the furthest feeling from your heart at this moment. But try to remember the moments we shared when you taught me of love and family. I have taken that with me in every mission and it sustains me when the

Letter From Santa..
Dear Friends, I have been watching you very closely to see if you have been good this year and since you have I will be telling my elves to make some goodies for me to leave under your tree at Christmas I was going to bring you all gifts from the 12 days of Christmas, but we had a little problem. The 12 fiddlers fiddling have all come down with VD from fiddling with the 10 ladies dancing, the 11 lords leaping have knocked up the 8 maids a-milking, and the 9 pipers-piping have been arrested for doing weird things to the 7 swans a-swimming The 6 geese a-laying, 4 calling birds, 3 French hens, 2 turtle doves and the partridge in a pear tree have me up to my sled runners in bird shit. On top of all this! Mrs. Claus is going through menopause, 8 of my reindeer are in heat, the elves have joined the gay liberation and some people who can't read a calendar have scheduled Christmas for the 5th of January. Maybe next year I will be able to get my shit together and bring you the things you want.

Letter From Jesus About Christmas
Letter from Jesus about Christmas -- Dear Children, It has come to my attention that many of you are upset that folks are taking My name out of the season. Maybe you've forgotten that I wasn't actually born during this time of the year and that it was some of your predecessors who decided to celebrate My birthday on what was actually a time of pagan festival. Although I do appreciate being remembered anytime. How I personally feel about this celebration can probably be most easily understood by those of you who have been blessed with children of your own. I don't care what you call the day. If you want to celebrate My birth, just GET ALONG AND LOVE ONE ANOTHER. Now, having said that let Me go on. If it bothers you that the town in which you live doesn't allow a scene depicting My birth, then just get rid of a couple of Santas and snowmen and put in a small Nativity scene on your own front lawn. If all My followers did that there wouldn't be any need for such a sc

A Letter For The Dead
Well, Mr. Roosevelt, you were partially right. Unfortunately, today people are too busy to care, and they are too concerned with the September 11, 2001 attacks. In other words sir, all those boys still inside the Arizona have pretty much been forgotten. You see, Mr. President, the Americans of today could care less about the fact that in 1941, so many men died. Patriotism is reserved only for the men and women who are currently serving in Iraq. It surely does not help that every evening we have a real time update on the number of our men and women killed. To be honest, I would say that the average American probably couldnt tell you what happened at pearl harbor, or even where it is. Mr. Roosevelt, tell those boys who stand with you now, that some of us do remember that day. Sincerely, Spc. 4, J. L. Franklin

Letting Go
How do you walk away from someone you love And take the road of friend; Can you reroute the course you have taken And start over once again? I don't really want to let you go But inside me I know I must; The times we've loved . . . the times you've left My heart says stay . . . but it's my mind I must trust. We have shared so much together Laughter . . . fun times . . . tears; Yet sometimes we can't turn back time We must walk away, and allow ourselves to heal. I know one day you will be happy And your soulmate you will find; I know we each have one out there Even if for now . . . only in our minds. May life be gentle with you May God's best come your way; And on some quiet tomorrow You will realize things were better this way.

Letter From Satan
Letter from Satan: I saw you yesterday as you began your daily chores. You awoke without kneeling to pray. As a matter of fact, you didn't even bless your meals, or pray before going to bed last night. You are so unthankful. I like that about you. I cannot tell you how glad I am that you have not changed your way of living. Fool! You are mine. Remember, you and I have been going steady for years, and I still don't love you yet. As a matter of fact, I hate you, because I hate God. I am only using you to get even with God. He kicked me out of heaven, and I'm going to use you as long as possible to pay him back. You see, Fool, GOD LOVES YOU and HE has great plans in store for you. But you have yielded your life to me and I'm going to make your life a living hell. That way we'll be together twice. THIS WILL REALLY HURT GOD! Thanks to you. I'm really showing Him who's boss in your life. With all of the good times we've had..... We have been watching dirty mov

Letter To Ex
The Letter I Never Sent Dear_______, I'm not quite sure where to begin; I know these past few months has been a mess, both our faults, I'm not just directing that to you. I have had ten million things run through my mind these past few months, and I am going to try and get a few of them out right now. For one, I do cherish your friendship, like I said in one of my e-mails, you and I have shared things and conversations about our lives, our families that I would never with anyone else. The main reason for that is because I trust you, and you listen to me, as I do to you. I can say that I have had some of the most wonderful times with you that I have ever had in my entire life, so much laughing and smiling. I had told you once before that when you talk I hold onto every word that comes out of your mouth and it's like they are engraved in the back of my mind forever. I can't answer why you have that affect on me; maybe it's the fact that we have become such good friends. To be

Letter To S. Claus, Aka K. Kringle
Sir, As per your requirements, I feel I have been more than compliant in the 'being good' category. This year, per my resolution last year, I did not beat anyone senseless, held my temper when I would have been justified in speaking up, and I have actually performed more than one good deed. Now, as the contract states, you are obligated to visit my home and at least attempt to deliver some of what I would like for Christmas. Here is my requests: QTY Description 1) 6 Full sized working replica civil war artillery pieces. Should these be unavailable, you can substitute 1940's era 105mm howitzers. 2)10,000 Rounds of ammunition for the above items. 3) 1 Cadcam computer and combination lathe and boring machine with a 72 inch boring capability. 4) 500 Pieces of cold rolled steel bar stock in various diameters from .75 inches to 1 inch 5) 1 brass press and shaping machi

Letter To Santa
dear santa, i am writing this because i wanted to make sure that you know what i want for christmas this year and i felt the need to explain a few things . . . first of all, i would like a a new laptop, the one i have now is really just not quite cutting it. in fact it down right sucks. . . second my doberman needs a pretty new pink shock collar to keep her from destroying a second christmas tree. you know what shock collars for the kids might not be a bad idea either. go ahead and make that 3 shock collars. third, i want lots of parties on my calendar so i can make lots of cash and pay off all these damn credit cards. in fact we could just skip the middle man and you could pay these credit cards off. . . . . and this year, please no stress over who is going to whose house and all the family drama. i just want to enjoy the season, in jamaica. now for the explaining. . . i swear those pictures were not my idea and how was i to know that he'd put them on t

The Letter
There were so many things I wanted to do To let you know today how I feel about you I didn't Know how or where to start So what I will do is just try to write what I feel in my heart. First I want to let you know I forgive you for what you did to me The things you took away from me starting with my memories All the missing years that you have caused me to bury so deep inside For all the days I lived in terror and for all the nights I cried The separation from my family because you always made me choose The friendships I could have had and the ones you made me lose The guilt I felt each time I failed when I tried to do my best And every lie you made me tell so to hide it from the rest The times you told me I was nothing and only you would want someone like me The hell I put our son through because your control had made it hard for me to see The pain I felt when you would hurt me because you said I had done things to make you get upset The way I felt so useless becau

Letting Go
My best friend and roommate moved out tonight... This is for her. You'll never know how much I cried. You'll never know how much I hurt. No more late nights laughing together. No more days of just being us. You're leaving. You are moving on to something better. I'm staying here. I'm going to try to make it work. Nothing is the same without you. Nothing seems as fun. I look at your bed and the pain settles in. You'll never lay there ever again. I'll lay here every night, looking at that bed. You've been with me for so long. Always by my side. My partner in crime. My shoulder to cry on. I haven't been without you since we met. Until I die I'll be here for you. I can't wait to see you on your wedding day. I can only imagine how beautiful you'll be. I'll stand beside you, bouquet in hand and watch you leave me again. I love you more than anyone I know. It's so not easy letting go. One last hug before you leave. I'll see you soon my ve

Letter To Santa
Dear Santa, I have been a good Girl. It really wasn't my fault what happened at Mary's Christmas party. It was Dustin who spiked the punch with too much Rum. I can't help it if I drank 149 glasses. It was so good---smelled and tasted just like Cherry. I thought it was funny when I put Pam's Boxer's on my head and danced the The Robot on the Coffee Table while singing `In to the Night'. I didn't mean to break Mary's Big Screen Tv and don't know why Mary would sue me for Sexual Harassment. I don't remember calling Jason's wife a Moaning Cow---even though she looked like one with Orange eye shadow and Plum lipstick! And when I threw up on Tammy's husband's Thigh, it was only because I ate too much of that Cherries. After all that fun, I admit I was a little tired. So I fell asleep on my way home and drove my Ford Focus through my neighbor's Kitchen. I don't think that was any reason for my neighbor to call me a Disturbing Fish and have me arrested for Human Trafficing!

Let The Drama Begin
So now I can not only see if my friends are on line in my bar tab, but I can also see who they are leaving comments to. Wow, as if things werent bad enough with people getting all upset why I didnt leave a comment for them, or why I left one for so and so, but now they can see who is commenting who. This is going to cause so real drama here. Time to find out who your true friends are and who is just playing games I guess. Lets the games begin!! LOL

Letting It Go.. Yeah Right
Ok, so here it is 2 days since the last time i spoke with him and nothing! i wish i could just let this go, i am sure you wish the same thing, but i am a woman and letting go is not my forte. i really dont get the whole thing. why even bother telling me how he feels if he is going to disappear and not talk to me. ok, i know what you are thinking.. its been 2 days. not 5 weeks or 10 years. im really emotional - can you tell? my hormones from the baby are still way out of wack and i am cycling now too.. neither of which helps this situation. i have not called or texted him, cause i dont want to seem like a stalker.. lol. my understanding is guys dont like it when girls get clingy. im trying not to be clingy, but it is making me bitter. are there men out there that are worth all this crap? men that are charming, caring, kind and generous that aren't gay or married? lol.. no really!!! and if there are - how the hell do i find one that will stick around, not take advantage of me, and p

Letter From Santa
I regret to inform you that, effective immediately, I will no longer serve the States of Georgia, Florida, Virginia, North and South Carolina, Tennessee, Mississippi, Texas, and Arkansas and West Virginia on Christmas Eve. Due to the overwhelming current population of the earth, my contract was renegotiated by North American Fairies and Elves Local 209. As part of the new and better contract I also get longer breaks for milk and cookies so keep that in mind. However, I'm certain that your children will be in good hands with your local replacement, who happens to be my third cousin, Bubba Claus. His side of the family is from the South Pole. He shares my goal of delivering toys to all the good boys and girls; However, there are a few differences between us. Differences such as: 1. There is no danger of the Grinch stealing your presents from Bubba Claus. He has a gun rack on his sleigh and a bumper sticker that reads: "These toys insured by Smith and Wesson." 2. Instead

Letters To Santa
Deer Santa, I wud like a kool toy space ranjur fer Xmas. I'v ben a gud boy all yeer. Yer Friend, Billy Dear Billy, Nice spelling. You're on your way to a career in lawncare. How about I send you a book so you can learn to read and spell? I'm giving your older brother the space ranger. At least HE can spell. Santa Dear Santa, I have been a good girl all year, and the only thing I ask for is peace and joy in the world for everybody! Love, Sarah Dear Sarah, Your parents smoked pot when they had you, didn't they? Santa Dear Santa, I don't know if you can do this, but for Christmas, I'd like for my mommy and daddy to get back together. Please see what you can do. Love, Teddy Dear Teddy, Look, your dad's banging the babysitter like a screen door in a hurricane. Do you think he's gonna give that up to come back to your frigid mom, who rides his ass constantly? It's time to give up that dream. Let me send you some Legos instead. Santa De

Letter From Kung Fu Teacher
Hey Kenny, If it wasn't for the fact that my sister is nuts (seriously-she suffers from severe psychosis) and my cousin Bruce is doing drugs and I have to spend time with him, I would invite yuo to stay with me.Hey, maybe you can ride down to NCarolina and hang with Brian and train. I will be stopping by in Charlotte on the way there and on the way back. One of the things in that beliefnet thing is to STAY AWAY FROM TOXIC PEOPLE, so this is not only referring to my sister and cousin , but Gene, who is suffering from severe depression as well. Sure, misery loves company, but not in this case. Look, I know I am not telling you anything you haven't heard, but I think what you did was "noble" and romantic. You made a sacrifice for love. But, in my opinion,that song fell upon deaf ears-you wasted it on the wrong girl. Kenny, you will make some girl a great boyfriend,lover,husband-whatever. There aren't many guys who still feel that true romance, clairol commercial type love stories ex

Letting The Curves Take You Control
Trying to maintain control in this life is a bit like trying to maintain control on a roller coaster. The ride has its own logic and is going to go its own way, regardless of how tightly you grip the bar. There is a thrill and a power in simply surrendering to the ride and fully feeling the ups and downs of it, letting the curves take you rather than fighting them. When you fight the ride, resisting what�s happening at every turn, your whole being becomes tense and anxiety is your close companion. When you go with the ride, accepting what you cannot control, freedom and joy will inevitably arise. As with so many seemingly simple things in life, it is not always easy to let go, even of the things we know we can�t control. Most of us feel a great discomfort with the givens of this life, one of which is the fact that much of the time we have no control over what happens. Sometimes this awareness comes only when we have a stark encounter with this fact, and all our attempt

Letting Go
My heart breaks Tears fall from my eyes I dont have the strength to let you go My heart breaks Tears fall from my eyes I love you so much how am I gonna let you go My heart breaks Tears fall from eyes How am I gonna be able to move on and let you go My heart breaks Tears fall from my eyes Its gonna be so hard to walk away we have been through so much I wont have the strength to go on I love you so much but I have to let you go My heart breaks Tears fall from my eyes I dont want to walk away and let you go but I have no choice but before I let you go one thing you need to know is I LOVE YOU and always will

Letting My Brother Go
This is a new letter I wrote to a family member and his family who are Christians who have been told how they abuse their children. I have other blogs of letters I wrote to them on here also. Today I am letting them go and wishing them well until they choose to abide in love. .................. Hey bro, This letter is being sent because it is clear to me that it is not a wise idea for me to stay at your house the night before I leave, even though I’m staying with the new girl in my life on Sat anyway. I am going to speak my truth once again and for the last time. As always it will be said with compassion but great power. If you, Dawn or Mom think that I have been out of place and that I need to “behave” and respect how you raise your children……….you had better think again because you are sadly mistaken. If I had a child and any one of you were in my house and you witnessed me physically abusing that child or sexually abusing them in a physical manner, you can’t tell me

Let Talk About Sex
1. Is there anyone on your friends list you would ever consider having sex with? 2. Sex in the morning, afternoon or night? 3. What side of the bed do you sleep on? 4. Pork, beef, or chicken? 5. Have you ever had to pull over on the side of the road to puke? 6. Have you ever taken your clothes off for money? 7. Shower or bath? 8. Do you pee in the shower? 9. Mexican or Chinese? 10. Do you want someone aggressive or passive in bed? 11. Do you love someone on your friends list? 12. Do you know all the people on your friends list? 13. Love or money? 14. Credit cards or cash? 15. Has there ever been anyone in your family you wish wasn't? 16. Would you rather go camping or to a 5 star hotel? 17. What is the weirdest place you have had sex? 18. Would you shave your entire body (including your head) for money? 19. Have you ever been to a strip club? 20. Ever been to a bar? 21. Ever been kicked o

Letting Go
Letting go when the thought of letting go crosses my mind the horrid memories come crashing back of a time long ago when slitting my wrist always lingered on my mind. thinking of how easy it would be to end all the pain. when i could picture crimson rivers taking all my pain away as it flowed slowly from my body. the only thing that would ease the pain of the past to end the misery that so many had caused in my life to break free from the hurt that noone else in this world could see to absorb the unshed tears. let go of the fears and the shadows that hid in the horrid memories the hardest part is letting go erasing the past and making it all go away. and looking forward to something brighter not knowing what the future might bring. hopeing for unspoken promises of a better way of life.

Letter From Jesus
Dear Children, It has come to my attention that many of you are upset that folks are taking My name out of the season. Maybe you've forgotten that I wasn't actually born during this time of the year and that it was some of your predecessors who decided to celebrate My birthday on what was actually a time of pagan festival. Although I do appreciate being remembered anytime. How I personally feel about this celebration can probably be most easily understood by those of you who have been blessed with children of your own. I don't care what you call the day. If you want to celebrate My birth, just GET ALONG AND LOVE ONE ANOTHER. Now, having said that let Me go on. If it bothers you that the town in which you live doesn't allow a scene depicting My birth, then just get rid of a couple of Santas and snowmen and put in a small Nativity scene on your own front lawn. If all My followers did that there wouldn't be any need for such a scene on the town square because there would be many of

Letting Go
LETTING GO if i luv sum1 let them go... if they return it was meant to b... if they dont their luv was never yours 2 begin with

The Letter
There were so many things I wanted to do To let you know today how I feel about you I didn't Know how or where to start So what I will do is just try to write what I feel in my heart. First I want to let you know I forgive you for what you did to me The things you took away from me starting with my memories All the missing years that you have caused me to bury so deep inside For all the days I lived in terror and for all the nights I cried The separation from my family because you always made me choose The friendships I could have had and the ones you made me lose The guilt I felt each time I failed when I tried to do my best And every lie you made me tell so to hide it from the rest The times you told me I was nothing and only you would want someone like me The hell I put our son through because your control had made it hard for me to see The pain I felt when you would hurt me because you said I had done things to make you get upset The way I felt so useless becau

Letter To A Lost Love
I write this hoping that somehow. someway you read this. I do not think you lied, I think that you thought you were in love with me. I begged for another chance. I would have done whatever you wanted. I just think that when you love somebody you give them another chance. You said all I gave you were words. At the same time, all you gave me were words. You did not care enough to try. You act as if I did something that was so unforgivable. When all I did was love you. I am sorry you can't see that Cindy. Now the only place I hold you is in my dreams where we grow old together on the porch.

Letter To My Pets
Letter to My Pets: When I say to move, it means to go someplace else, not to switch positions with each other so there are still two of you in my way. The dishes with the paw print are yours and contain your food. All other dishes are mine and contain my food. Please note that placing your paw print in the middle of MY plate and food does not stake a claim making it YOUR plate and food. The stairway was not designed by NASCAR and is not a racetrack. Beating me to the bottom is not the object. Tripping me doesn't help in your quest to reach the bottom first, because I fall faster than you can run. I cannot buy anything bigger than a king sized bed. I am very sorry about this. Do not think that I will continue sleeping on the couch to ensure your comfort. Dogs and cats actually curl up in a ball when they sleep. It is not necessary to sleep perpendicular to one another, stretched out to the fullest extent possible. I also know that sticking tails straight out a

Letting Go!
Let It Go... by T. D. Jakes There are people who can walk away from you. AND HEAR ME WHEN I TELL YOU THIS! When people can walk away from you: let them walk. I don't want you to try to talk another person into staying with you, loving you, calling you, caring about you, coming to see you, staying attached to you. I mean hang up the phone. When people can walk away from you--let them walk. Your destiny is never tied to anybody that left. People leave you because they are not joined to you. And if they are not joined to you, you can't make them stay. Let them go. And it doesn't mean that they are a bad person it just means that their part in the story is over. And you've got to know when people's part in your story is over so that you don't keep trying to raise the dead. You've got to know when it's dead. You've got to know when it's over. Let me tell you something. I've got the gift of good-bye. It's the tenth spiritual gift, I believe in good-bye. It's not that I'm hatef

Letter To Normals.....fm & Mf Pain Syndromes
| Home Page | Open Letter To Normals. lettergraphic.jpg (3193 bytes) Explain your condition to those who share your life. These are the things that I would like you to understand about me before you judge me... Please understand that being sick doesn't mean I'm not still a human being. I have to spend most of my day flat on my back in bed and I might not seem like great company, but I'm still me stuck inside this body. I still worry about school and work and my family and friends, and most of the time I'd still like to hear you talk about yours too. Please understand the difference between "happy" and "healthy". When you've got the flu you probably feel miserable with it, but I've been sick for years. I can't be miserable all the time, in fact I work hard at not being miserable. So if you're talking to me and I sound happy, it means I'm happy. That's all. I may be tired. I may be in pain. I may be sicker that ever. Please, don't say, "Oh, you're soundin

Letting Go
Letting Go How do you walk away from someone you love And take the road of friend; Can you reroute the course you have taken And start over once again? I don't really want to let you go But inside me I know I must; The times we've loved . . . the times you've left My heart says stay . . . but it's my mind I must trust. We have shared so much together Laughter . . . fun times . . . tears; Yet sometimes we can't turn back time We must walk away, and allow ourselves to heal. I know one day you will be happy And your soulmate you will find; I know we each have one out there Even if for now . . . only in our minds. May life be gentle with you May God's best come your way; And on some quiet tomorrow You will realize things were better this w

Letter From A Very Angry Woman!
Letter from one 'Angry Woman' I don't know who wrote it but they should have signed it. Some powerful words. This woman should run for president. Written by a housewife from New Jersey and sounds like it! This is one ticked off lady. 'Are we fighting a war on terror or aren't we? Was it or was it not started by Islamic people who brought it to our shores on September 11, 2001? Were people from all over the world, mostly Americans, not brutally murdered that day, in downtown Manhattan , across the Potomac from our nation's capitol and in a field in Pennsylvania? Did nearly three thousand men, women and children die a horrible, burning or crushing death that day, or didn't they? And I'm supposed to care that a copy of the Koran was 'desecrated' when an overworked American soldier kicked it or got it wet?...W ell, I don't. I don't care at all. I'll start caring when Osama bin Laden turns himself in and repents for incinerating all those innocent people on 9/11. I'

Let The Fun Begin
REPLY IN A PRIVATE MESSAGE TO ME WITH YOUR ANSWERS. DONT BE AFRAID. YOU NEVER KNOW WHO WILL REPLY OR WHAT ANSWERS THEY WILL GIVE. EVEN IF YOU HAVE A BOYFRIEND OR GIRLFRIEND OR HUSBAND OR WIFE - REPOST THIS! LET THE FUN BEGIN........ 1.Your Name: 2.Age: 3.Favorite position: 4. Do you think I'm cute? 5. Would you have sex with me? 6. lights on or off? 7. Would you have to be drunk? 8.Would you take a shower with me? 9.Have you ever thought about having sex with me? 10.Would you leave after or stay the night? 11.Do you like cuddling afterwards? 14.Condom or skin? 15.Have sex on the first date? 16.Would you kiss me during sex? 17.Do you think I would be good in bed? 18. Would you use me as a booty call? 19.Can I use you as a booty call? 20.Can we take pictures of the act? 21.How long would we have sex? 22.Would you tell your friends about me? 23.Will you post this so I can fill it out for you? 24.Hairy, trimed, or bald?

Letting Go Of Pain
Appearances are very deceiving some times. It's amazing how I am my own worst enemy. I have well, for most of my life felt trapped. Fighting things inside of myself. Out of control, hurt. I literally have felt like hands were being put over my mouth while I try to scream for help and let me out. Watching the world go by as I slip into a deep abyss of pain and darkness. I am waking up from a life time of feeling so lost and trapped. It's so hard. I get so scared but keep my focus. I am in therapy that is helping me with my meditation amongst many other things. I have also reached out to criminal services to take care of what I need to do to protect myself. I haven't taken much time for myself for the most part of my life. It's taken me a very long time to admit at how hurt I've been by my ex. I have to let this go and am finally learning how. Opening up my eyes to a lot of things has put me into a state where memories flood my mind, heart, and soul. Some me

The Letter
I wrote that letter from my heart, And after, I thought we'd never part, But in order to part, we needed to be together, which Never was because you never responded to my letter. The two years feelings for you were put in that letter But nothing was between us, it didn't make anything better. Writing that letter gave me fears Of what you might not or do, but it lead to tear Why you made me scared to be around you Is beyond me, but I was really afraid to. You acted like nothing, like it was all cool, But it wasn't and I felt like a fool. Thinking of it now, brings me to tears, And as I grow further apart from you, it nears The time when you will love me back, It will be too late, for my love you'll lack. So take this as a warning, For my love is true now, we can work as a team, But you'll wake up one morning, And wish that my lost love for you, was all a dream.

Letting People Know
Just to let people know.. yes i am overweight.. i am doing my best to overcome what i have to in order to be happy.. i am shy because of this.. i hide in my pictures.. and i rarely go on my webcam.. all because of my weight.. its not the person its me and something i have to do.. i am not comfortable enough.. when the time comes ill do things differently.. please forgive me if i am too shy or too quite.. there are reasons for this.. jus give me time..

Lett''n It All Hang Out
lie to me!!! lol

Letter To The Moon
If I could compose a letter to the moon. I would ask her why she shines so bright I would speak to her of the brilliance of the coming day An bask with her in the stillness of the night I would reach out with a gentle touch To share with her mortal love For just one moment time would vanish As Immortal and Child become one A flash of light A crack of thunder With understanding the child silently moves away. Nixy

Letter From One "angry Woman"
Letter from one "Angry Woman" I don't know who wrote it but they should have signed it. Some powerful words. This woman should run for president. Written by a housewife from New Jersey and sounds like it! This is one ticked off lady. "Are we fighting a war on terror or aren't we? Was it or was it not started by Islamic people who brought it to our shores on September 11, 2001? Were people from all over the world, mostly Americans, not brutally murdered that day, in downtown Manhattan , across the Potomac from our nation's capitol and in a field in Pennsylvania? Did nearly three thousand men, women and children die a horrible, burning or crushing death that day, or didn't they? And I'm supposed to care that a copy of the Koran was "desecrated" when an overworked American soldier kicked it or got it wet?...Well, I don't. I don't care at all. I'll start caring when Osama bin Laden turns himself in and repents for incinerating all those innocent people on 9/11.

Let The Music...
Let the music move you, Let the moment take your hand, Let it lead you out into the middle of the dance floor and embrace you. Dive off the high board, Ride with the top down, Thrive like a wildflower, and sing (who cares what you sound like) with a voice all your own.

A Letter To Me
If I could describe my heart it would be like a fragile candle, broken, but never beyond repair. Like a candle, it can be remolded. There may be some pieces missing, and over time, may seem smaller, but in the grand scheme of things, is anyone really whole? I was complete once, for a little while. My heart was whole, things weren’t perfect, but life was good. When that was taken away from me, I thought that I would never recover. Maybe I haven’t fully recovered but I am on the right track. Everyday I think about the way things are with us. I think about how good things used to be, and how wrong everything has become. I wonder why we continue to put ourselves through this, day after day. I see myself lately as someone who just goes through life without the passions that once carried me through the days. I see myself as someone who’s settled because it seems like the right thing to do. I ask myself, every day, “What kind of way is this to live?” I wonder am I being selfish, why can’t I j

Letter To My Pets
Letter to My Pets: When I say to move, it means to go someplace else, not to switch positions with each other so there are still two of you in my way. The dishes with the paw print are yours and contain your food. All other dishes are mine and contain my food. Please note that placing your paw print in the middle of MY plate and food does not stake a claim making it YOUR plate and food. The stairway was not designed by NASCAR and is not a racetrack. Beating me to the bottom is not the object. Tripping me doesn't help in your quest to reach the bottom first, because I fall faster than you can run. I cannot buy anything bigger than a king sized bed. I am very sorry about this. Do not think that I will continue sleeping on the couch to ensure your comfort. Dogs and cats actually curl up in a ball when they sleep. It is not necessary to sleep perpendicular to one another, stretched out to the fullest extent possible. I also know that sticking tails straight out and having

Letter Supporting Our Troops
A lot of good stuff here. We need to remember who we are and what our country stands for. Think about that, too when you go to vote this year. And I'm sure you will be voting. Letter from one 'Angry Woman'I don't know who wrote it but they should have signed it. Some powerful words. This woman should run for president. Written by a housewife from New Jersey and sounds like it! This is one ticked off lady. 'Are we fighting a war on terror or aren't we? Was it or was it not started by Islamic people who brought it to our shores on September 11, 2001? Were people from all over the world, mostly Americans, not brutally murdered that day, in downtown Manhattan , across the Potomac from our nation's capitol and in a field in Pennsylvania ? Did nearly three thousand men, women and children die a horrible, burning or crushing death that day, or didn't they? And I'm supposed to care that a copy of the Koran was 'desecrated' when an overworked American soldi

Letter To Shane 5/4/1999
My husband of 17 days shot and killed himself on April 21, 1999. I kept a journal of letters to him for the first year. I am compiling them into a book, but thought I would share some of the letters here, with you. Maybe, they will touch someone who might be on the verge of suicide, to see what happens to those of us left behind. Well my love, happy one month anniversary. Am I being crazy for remembering it? Are we even still married? I guess by law, no, I am your widow. I found the note you left in the shed. Did you write it that day? Or is it from the last time you left me for 3 hours, then came back and we all went camping? Either time, I keep reading it, knowing at one time you purposely were leaving me. It would be so much easier if you would have just left, gone to some other woman. No, it wouldn't. Why did you pull the trigger? What the hell did you think would happen? Did you load 6 bullets in there on purpose? The logical part of me thinks you at least

Letting Go Part 2
LETTING GO To let go does not mean to stop caring, it means I can't do it for someone else. To let go is not to cut myself off, it's the realization I can't control another. To let go is not to enable, but allow learning from natural consequences. To let go is to admit powerlessness, which means the outcome is not in my hands. To let go is not to try to change or blame another, it's to make the most of myself. To let go is not to care for, but to care about. To let go is not to fix, but to be supportive. To let go is not to judge, but to allow another to be a human being. To let go is not to be in the middle arranging all the outcomes, but to allow others to affect their destinies. To let go is not to be protective, it's to permit another to face reality. To let go is not to deny, but to accept. To let go is not to nag, scold or argue, but instead to search out my own shortcoming

A Letter...(kinda Personal)
Sue; It pains me that you have forced my best friend to cut me from his life. You say you love him and that if I was out of the picture your marriage that is falling apart could be repaired. You say that it's my fault. I wasn't at the wedding and I have only met you once when you worked at Payless and you refused to ice my mothers birthday cake because I'm your husbands best friend. I let that go. That was 3 years ago and yet you blame me because he doesn't want to stay married to you. Sue, you broke his heart and mine, he cried when he told me he had to put an end to our friendship because you can't handle it.He was trying to make a go of his marriage to you one more time and you foreced him to tell me goodbye, you sat in the truck with a smirk today as he told me goodbye. My heart was broken the moment he got into his truck and drove off for the last time... I had nothing against you but I do today. I hate you! Mark my words he will resent you for forcing him to do

Let The Fun Begin
REPLY IN A PRIVATE MESSAGE TO ME WITH YOUR ANSWERS. DONT BE AFRAID. YOU NEVER KNOW WHO WILL REPLY OR WHAT ANSWERS THEY WILL GIVE. EVEN IF YOU HAVE A BOYFRIEND OR GIRLFRIEND OR HUSBAND OR WIFE - REPOST THIS! LET THE FUN BEGIN........ 1.Your Name: 2.Age: 3.Favorite position: 4. Do you think I'm cute? 5. Would you have sex with me? 6. lights on or off? 7. Would you have to be drunk? 8.Would you take a shower with me? 9.Have you ever thought about having sex with me? 10.Would you leave after or stay the night? 11.Do you like cuddling afterwards? 14.Condom or skin? 15.Have sex on the first date? 16.Would you kiss me during sex? 17.Do you think I would be good in bed? 18. Would you use me as a booty call? 19.Can I use you as a booty call? 20.Can we take pictures of the act? 21.How long would we have sex? 22.Would you tell your friends about me? 23.Will you post this so I can fill it out for you?

Letter From The Heart
Take my hand and follow me; Together we can take on the world. I am your Guardian; I will teach you everything I know. I am the Light to your Darkness; I shall guide you. I am the answer to your prayers; You shall no longer suffer. I am your friend; I will never betray you. I am your ally; I will never forsake you. I am a woman of truth and virtue; I hold the answers you seek. I am a fighter; I shall protect you from the dangers of the world. I am pure; I shall not judge you. Take care, dear friend; I will never forget you.

Letting Go
I woke up with tears in my eyes I looked around You are not here Gone again, Your presence vanished Alone in the bed, I lie Where are you now, You got to let me know Are you in her arms Should I let you go now Should I still be waiting for you to come back? Where are you now You gotta let me know Tell me your thoughts So, I can let you go Where is your heart You gotta tell me So, I can walk away Tell me now The heart is lost So, I can let you go

Letter From My Mom
Dearest Redneck Son, I'm writing this slow because I know you can't read fast. We don't live where we did when you left home. Your dad read in the newspaper that most accidents happen within 20 miles of your home, so we moved. I won't be able to send you the address because the last West Virginia family that lived here took the house numbers when they moved so they wouldn't have to change their address. This place is really nice. It even has a washing machine. I'm not sure about it. I put a load of clothes in and pulled the chain. We haven't seen them since. The weather isn't bad here. It only rained twice last week; the first time for three days and the second time for four days. About that coat you wanted me to send; your Uncle Billy Bob said it would be too heavy to send in the mail with the buttons on, so we cut them off and put them in the pockets. Bubba locked his keys in the car yesterday. We were really worried because it took him two hours to get me and your fat

Letting Go.....
Like a pin dropping to the floor A leaf flowing through the wind A tear seeping from an eye A whisper turned into a lie..... Is the sound of my letting go

A Letter To My Firefighter
Here it is two in the morning, I just woke up to the tones on your pager going off. Every time I hear the dispatcher say this is your fire call I feel like crying. I know you are a volunteer because you love it. That's why I save my tears for when you are out the door. As I sit here by the scanner, my only link to you at this time, I wait and worry. I know you think I am silly for worrying, but I just can't help it. I think back to the day in September, the day our whole country was forever changed. The day so many lost their lives, their families. I think of those firefighters that answered that call. I think of their families. The firefighters who went home with heavy hearts and the ones who will never get to go home again. I don't think they left on that day thinking that so many brothers would be lost. It still saddens my heart to think about it. I worry that one day a call will come and you will never come home to me again. You volunteer to help people and I love you for

Letters On Chest:-)
A girl goes into the doctor's office for a checkup. As she takes off her blouse, he notices a red 'H' on her chest. "How did you get that mark on your chest?" asks the doctor. "Oh, my boyfriend went to Harvard and he's so proud of it he never takes off his Harvard sweatshirt, even when we make love," she replies. A couple of days later, another girl comes in for a checkup. As she takes off her blouse, he notices a blue 'Y' on her chest. "How did you get that mark on your chest?" asks the doctor. "Oh, my boyfriend went to Yale and he's so proud of it that he never takes off his Yale sweatshirt, even when we make love," she replies. A couple of days later, another girl comes in for a checkup. As she takes off her blouse, he notices a green 'M' on her chest. "Do you have a boyfriend at Michigan?" asks the doctor. "No, but I have a girlfriend at Wisconsin, Why do you ask?"

A Letter To My Mom
From: Me To: My precious mom It has been a year and a half since you've been gone, since you've left your me behind. How can I forget that day? How can I forget May 10th? How can I forget 10:35 P.M.? Couldn't you stay a little bit longer? I know you've had enough with your sufferings, I know that if it is was in your hands, you wouldn't wanna let go, you wouldn't wanna leave us … Mom, you know what? The day that you flew to the sky while your beautiful body was still laid on your bed waiting to be buried, I could feel you were around cuz there was a strange wind with a fresh breeze entered the room as if I was hearing birds chirp and angelic sounds…you know that you looked very clean and had a pure skin, there was no stain left on your body, it all was clear and soft. Mom, you might not remember the last moments of your life on earth, cuz you were in a semi-coma but I do.! I remember the last kiss from you. I remember feeling you leave us when I was holding your hand. I actua

Letter To Tom Bates, Mayor, City Of Berkeley, Ca
Written by a very close friend of mine, Jim Faustini, Attorney and former brother Marine. PLEASE copy and pass along to all you know!! Tom Bates, Mayor City of Berkeley 2180 Milva Street Berkeley, CA 94704 510-981-6900 510-981-6901 fax Tom, I've often wondered what happened to the spawn of those who so fervently blamed me and my fellow Soldiers, Sailors, Air Force, Coast Guard and Marines for the war in Vietnam. You see, we didn't start that war, but you and your fellow "peace lovers" eventually cast that mantel of blame upon our shoulders. I think that it's rather funny that it was a Democrat president who started the war and a Republican president who ended it. But, that's not the issue. The issue is you, and those of your ilk. Those who have traditionally blamed the people, who lay down their lives to provide you with the freedoms you enjoy, for the "war". Doesn't matter to you which war, you just blame us. I know you blame the Marines in your city for some pol

A Letter From Geegee
Just want to let the Management of the Confederates and the members to know. After receiving a letter from Management that seemed to be trying to point the finger at me because of The Watcher leaving the family I feel that I need to say a few things. I don’t want to cause any drama seems the one of the Confederates can enough of that and one of their key things is no drama in the family? I could come back with comments to prove somethings in the letter I was sent are wrong. The reason I am not going to say much on this letter I was sent is because, maybe there is some misunderstanding on both our parts. Unless we could talk as adults then I have nothing more to say on this. If management would like to talk to me please contact me for further discussion. As far as Cherokee goes she has attacked Watcher on fubar and yahoo. She has also put out some crazy stuff on me. Well I am not going to say much here either than you prove to people what you are Cherokee by your drama. Now I could s

A Letter To My Bother
In Memory of Brian Gregory Walsh October 7, 1975 - February 10, 2008 Beloved Son, Brother, and Uncle My dearest brother life will not be the same without you now that you are gone. No more sarcastic comments from you. No more jokes, and how easy it was for you to joke about life and all the messed up things in it, getting us all laughing with your various imitations. There goes my hope that one day you would settle down with some beautiful lady. I didn't expect you to have children but I always wished for you to have someone who loved you flaws and all. You were a complex person. You were hard working and regardless of anything I know you loved all of us. No matter how difficult were some of us were. You never saw your self the way the rest of us did. You would do anything for others before you did for yourself. I think you gave more to us then you ever realized.. Even in death your attitude remains alive as we recall all the times we have shared with y

Letter To Ann Coulter
Dear Ann: You used to be fun; at least funny. At least gently and amusingly insane, but girlfriend, you’ve changed! The thousand-yard stare you’ve acquired in the last couple of years says lonely nights, too much wine and insecurity about the future of your career. Where to now, my sweet fascist? Another one of your silly books? More hilarious appearances on Hannity & Colmes? Bill Maher has to be tired of you by now. You’re anything but stupid and by now , you must see the writing on the wall. You’ll never have a real place with the Beltway in crowd, as they see you as a northeastern, hickoid, pro wrestler, Nascar type with a degree from Cornell. I mean, really, Ann; where can it go from here? Ann, I think I have the answer, in fact, I know I do. I want to hire you, Ann. I want you to come and work for me. I want you to be my “Ann Friday,” my housekeeper, beekeeper, floor, chimney and minesweeper, my window-washing, grocery-buying, dinner-cooking, obsequious, submissive conc

Letting It Out
I REALLY DO NOT COMPLAIN MUCH, BUT I REALIZE THAT I FEEL BETTER WHEN I LET THINGS OUT. SO HERE ARE COUPLE OF THIS ABOUT LIFE THAT FUSTRATE ME. 1. PEOPLE WHO ACT FAKE. NO ONE LIKES A PERSON WHO CAN NOT BE THEMSELVES. IF YOU ARE THAT INSECURE ABOUT YOURSELF PLEASE STAY IN AND DO NOT DEPRESS THE REST OF THE WORLD 2. TRUE FRIENDS: DOES ANYBODY REALLY KNOW THE REAL MEANING BEHIND THIS. I HAVE MEET SOME REALLY GREAT PEOPLE HERE AND I HAVE MEET SOME THAT SEEM LIKE THEY WOULD BE A WASTE OF AIR AND SPACE. BUT TO SAY TRUE FRIENDS, I CAN SAY I HAVE MEET 6 TOTAL AND MY FRIEND LIST HAS 260 SOMETHING PEOPLE ON IT. IT DOES NOT MAKE SENSE TO ME. 3. ASKING FOR HELP. I DO NOT MIND HELPING PEOPLE AT ALL BUT WHY SHOULD I HELP ANY ONE WHO WILL HELP ME BACK. I WAS IN A GIVEAWAY ABOUT A MONTH AGO AND ONLY PEOPLE HELPED ME. BUT I HAVE AT LEAST 6 PEOPLE A DAY ASKING ME FOR HELP.I BELIEVE IN HELPING GOES BOTH WAYS. MY TIME IS IMPORTANT TO. I AM SORRY IF THIS INSULTS ANYONE BUT,MY FEELINGS ARE TRUE.

Letters To Santa
Dear Sanda, I wud like a kool toy space ranjur fer Xmas. Iv ben a gud boy all yeer. yer Frend, BiLLy Dear Billy, Nice spelling. You're on your way to a career in lawn care. How about I send you a friggin' book so you can learn to read and write? I'm giving your older brother the space ranger. At least HE can spell! Santa ________________________________________ Dear Santa, I have been a good girl all year, and the only thing I ask for is peace and joy in the world for everybody! Love, Sarah Dear Sarah, Your parents smoked pot when they had you, didn't they? Santa ________________________________________ Dear Santa, I don't know if you can do this, but for Christmas, I'd like for my mommy and daddy to get back together. Please see what you can do. Love, Teddy Dear Teddy, Look, your dad's banging the babysitter like a screen door in a hurricane. Do you think he's gonna give that up to come back to your frigid mom, who rides his ass constantly? It's time to

Letter To The Soldiers
My Open Letter to the Soldiers: Dear soldier, I want to say “Thank You” to you in uniform. You and your brothers and sisters in arms will always remember me that “Freedome Isn’t Free”! Thank you for protecting me and I know I’m protected by the best. I know you are a father/mother, a son/daughter, a husband/wife. I want to thank you for leaving all you own to make sure my future is secure. Thank you for fighting for my rights. It will bring sadness in my life if you fall. But be sure your dead will be honored and respected. I know you fight for the ones you hold dear in first place. My prayers are with you and I am thankful that you chose to go through hell. It’s a desolate place and I know you miss your loved ones and that your heart can’t believe what your eyes have seen and will see. Stay strong and safe With all my support from Germany Dee

Letters To An Angel(daily Letters That I Just Started Writing)
FEB 18th Dear baby, I miss you so. You proly don't even know how much I beat myself up because of everything that had happened. I love you to death, almost like my entire life is missing something big, and that's you. I can't stand the fact that someone else is holding the best thing that ever happened in my life. I really wouldn't mind a whole lot of thing. "You can fall from the sky, you can fall from a tree but the bes way to fall is in love with me." To An Angel, from an angel. FEB 19th Good morning angel, I miss you terribly. I'm trying to moveon and wait everything out so that I could possibly have you back. But it's getting harder and harder to wait. things have been okay with me, still stressing out and everything. Your the only person or thing that I can think about at all. I go blank, and it's all with thoughts of you. "You know how I hate waiting, but for you, I'd wait forever. Cause death can wait. I actually want to die happy. To an angel from an angel. FEB 2

Letter To My Love
Love is fleeting and at times is everlasting. Hold quick to what you have for time will hastily pass. Love who you love and have no regrets. For one day that love may return to you again. Don't be afraid of it I know you are scared. And if it all ends just know I'll be there. I'll hold your hand you can lean on me. Because your lover and friend is what I'll always be. I'll be there for you til the very end because, I don't want to lose my very much loved friend. P.S. I love you!

A Letter Home From A Young Man Abroad
A Letter Home From a Young Man Abroad A Sonnet A few short words in a hurried scrawl, Penned on the cheapest of rag: "Mother, dear Mother," the note began (She is known by no name other), "I have come to this field to die today. I cannot pretend; my doom is here. I only pray it's with honor I fall And that of my death you mustn't fear. For know, oh Mother, that with my last breath I shall call out your name most dear. Forever, with love, your Son", the words read On a field of blood and rust, For folded it lay in his pocket creased, Waiting to return, like flesh, to dust.

A Letter From A 3rd Grade Teacher To Pagan Parents
Dear Mr. and Mrs. Thomas, I write this letter in concern of your daughter, Aradia Moon. Please don't take this the wrong way, however, although she is a straight-A student and a very bright child, she has some strange habits that I feel we should address. Every morning before class, she insists on walking around the classroom with her pencil held in the air. She says she is "drawing down the moon." I told her Art Class is in an hour and to please refrain from drawing until then. And speaking of Art Class, whenever she draws a night sky, she insists on drawling little circles around all the stars and people dancing on the ground. And that brings up dancing, I had to stop her twice for taking off her clothes during a game of "Ring Around the Rosey"! By the way, what does the term "skyclad" mean? Aradia has no problem with making friends. I always find her sitting outside during recess with her friends sitting around her in a circle. She likes to share her juice and cookies. I

Letter To The Soliders
THIS SONG/LYRICS I HAVE FOUND AND WELL IT HITS HOME....THIS IS TO ALL MY MALE/FEMALE FRIENDS WHO ARE IN THE SERVICES' AND I WISH I COULD SEND THAT LETTER, THIS LYRIS IS FROM BOBBY VINTON FROM BACK IN 1935 (YES I DO LISTEN ONCE IN A WHILE), BUT UR IN MY THOUGHTS AND PRAYERS AND PLASE COME HOME SAFE AND IN ONE PIECE.... Lonely, I'm Mr. Lonely I have nobody for my own I am so lonely, I'm Mr. Lonely Wish I had someone to call on the phone Now I'm a soldier, a lonely soldier Away from home through no wish of my own That's why I'm lonely, I'm Mr. Lonely I wish that I could go back home Letters, never a letter I get no letters in the mail I've been forgotten, yes, forgotten Oh how I wonder, how is it I failed Now I'm a soldier, a lonely soldier Away from home through no wish of my own That's why I'm lonely, I'm Mr. Lonely I wish that I could go back home BY BOBBY VINTON 1935

A Letter To My Daughter
There is soo many things i never got to tell you. Things i would've loved to share with you when you got older. You were the best thing to ever happen to me. Everyday you lit up my world. You never knew it but you saved my life. You were my reason to live everyday i woke up and seen your smile i knew all the struggles were worth it. i would give my life to see your smile one last time you gave me a reason to live a reason to smile and most importantly a reason to love again. everytime i heard you call me daddy my heart was touched cause i knew in my heart you were the only thing that mattered i wish you got to meet your mother. i miss you every single day i think about you everyday i dont get to visit your grave as much as id like to. but i miss you more than anything in this world. i wish it was me who got cancer and not you. i wish i had died and you had lived. i know you see me everyday and your up there watching me i know you wouldnt want me to hurt like i do but i cant stop the p

Letting Your Light Shine
We are each born into this world with unique gifts. Within us is a glimmer of the divine, a light that can potentially make the world a more beautiful place. But in many, that light lies dormant, snuffed out by fears and feelings of inadequacy. To spark it is to attract attention, face the possibility of rejection or the responsibility of success, and risk being labeled immodest. Yet when we undermine the light by hiding our aptitudes and quashing our dreams, we deny ourselves and others a wealth of experiences. Your abilities are a part of who you are and when you take pride in them, you affirm the love, esteem, and trust with which you view yourself. Moreover, as you express the light within, you grant others permission to do the same, freeing them to explore their own talents. For some, we are taught to hide our light from the world since childhood. Relatives caution us that the professions associated with our aptitudes are unattainable. Our peers may be envious of our skills an

Letter To A Friend
Dear friend, hey there how are u hows life been treating u.Just want u to know im happy to have u as a friend.You make me laugh when others make me cry,u pick me uwhen others knock me down,your my voice when im voiceless,the shoulder i can lean on when i feel weak.Your what a friend is supposed to be a true friend a friend for life a friend who does and doesnt just talk you show your friendship by doing. So with that said i wanna thank u for being a friend and to me a friend u will always be.I dedicate this to all my friends new and old near and far and to all the friends i have yet to make.

Letter From My Chronic Illness And My Reply!
To whom it may concern: Congratulations! You have been selected to be the host for Fibromyalgia, chronic fatigue, chronic migraines, and insomnia. You will begin to experience many or all of these symptoms -- and may even deal with several of them at the same time. --Pain can be anywhere you can imagine. We are equal opportunity destroyers, therefore we will choose many places for you to experience pain. We have even devised many different types of pain -- it could be aching, stabbing, throbbing, tingling, burning, gripping, or cramping. We are continually improving our repertoire of pain categories, so updates are to be expected. --Dizziness. This can be accompanied by nausea, mental confusion, ringing in the ears, vomiting, loss of coordination, and sensations of spinning, rocking, or shaking. We try to simulate the experience of riding a never-ending roller coaster to satisfy your adventurous spirit. No safety harnesses required, and you have no choice of when the coaster r

Letters....military Related
the days are long nights even longer not hearing from you makes me worry but I know you're doing okay just really busy I wait for the letter and read it over and over when it comes its hard to write back there’s so much I want to say yet no words to say it right so when my letters are far and few in between don’t think I forgot about you know that I cant explain my feelings but I love you so very much!

A Letter To My Friend To Help Him
TO MY GREAT FRIEND RUSS WHO TRIED TO STOP ME: THANKS FOR BEING SUCH A GREAT FRIEND: You killed yourself and didn't think of me. I can't blame you for that, and yet I do, For now your pain becomes my legacy. What agony impelled you not to be? I loved you-wasn't that enough for you? You killed yourself and didn't think of me, Nor saw through my eyes what you made me see, Nor cared about my life when yours was through. And now your pain becomes my legacy, And I must fight to keep my sanity, For what you did defines what must be true: You killed yourself and didn't think of me. I cannot think you did it selfishly; So great a sacrifice leaves nothing due. But now your pain becomes my legacy, And I must sail across that bitter sea That leaves no trace of joy or residue. You killed yourself and didn't think of me, So now your pain becomes my legacy. PS. RUSS I HOPE THIS SETS YOUR MIND AT EASE AND SAYS ALL THE THINGS YOU WANTED TO SAY SEE I TRIED TO HELP YO

Letting Yourself Down
You know, when you sit back say I f-up, and the words "I Let Myself Down" come out your mouth things have hit bottom. And the only thing you can do after that is put your head in your hands cry. Because you know you have to live with the fact that, 1) you have destroyed all forms of redemption & self preservation, And 2) you know for a fact that you have lost 1 if not 2 values that you try to hold and keep close to your heart. What values you ask, well that I can not answer because everyone is different. "Why is it that now all is lost, I've learned to show my emotions. The end is in site, I've learned to say how I feel. All hope is lost, I fear to live on(but I must). A blackened Heart, By your own hand. The worst heart to have, Because you can no longer stand. On your own two feet you'll never regain, The ba

Let The Bodies Hit The Floor
Let the bodies hit the floor Let the bodies hit the floor Let the bodies hit the floor Let the bodies hit the floor Beaten why for Can't take much more Here we go...Here we go...Here we go One - Nothing wrong with me Two - Nothing wrong with me Three - Nothing wrong with me Four - Nothing wrong with me One - Something's got to give Two - Something's got to give Three - Something's got to give Now Let the bodies hit the floor Let the bodies hit the floor Let the bodies hit the floor Let the bodies hit the floor Let the bodies hit the floor Let the bodies hit the floor Push me again This is the end Here we go...Here we go...Here we go One - Nothing wrong with me Two - Nothing wrong with me Three - Nothing wrong with me Four - Nothing wrong with me One - Something's got to give Two - Something's got to give Three - Something's got to give Now Let the bodies hit the floor Let the bodies hit the floor Let the bodies hit the floor Le

Letter From George Carlin
What a difference a sad event in someone's life makes. GEORGE CARLIN (His wife recently died...) Isn't it amazing that George Carlin - comedian of the 70's and 80's - could write something so very eloquent...and so very appropriate. A wonderful Message by George Carlin: The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider freeways , but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less, we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness. We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much , and pray too seldom. We have multiplied our

Letter To My Friends
Hello Family, Friends, and Anyone Wishing to Know Me, Allow me to begin by thanking you for taking the time out of your day to spend some time with me and get to know me better. A person’s time is their most valuable asset and yours is appreciated. I want to talk to you about Fibromyalgia (FM) and Chronic Myofascial Pain Syndrome (MPS). Many have never heard of these conditions and for those who have, many are misinformed. And because of this judgments are made that may not be correct… So I ask you to keep an open mind as I try to explain who I am and how FM/MPS has assaulted not only my life but those whom I love as well. You see, I suffer from a disease that you cannot see; a disease that there is no cure for and that keeps the medical community baffled at how to treat and battle this demon, who’s attacks are relentless. My pain works silently, stealing my joy and replacing it with tears. On the outside we look alike you and I; you wont see my scars as you would a person who

Letting U Go
You came into my life and my heart blossomed like a butterfly, You swept me away and told me don't forget me No Way! I fell in love with u and told u my heart belongs to you... We promised to each other that we be here for one another,.. U told me lies, and not fair to my heart, know I know and now I see that You are not meant for me so I have no choice but to say I can't keep loving no more because is the right choice to keep. I know its not right but I have to let u go because I know deep my heart we will get both of us hurt. Time will tell time will see what was meant for You and me... Letting u go!.......hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.

A Letter To My Father
Ok, I admit it. Maybe I am not the perfect daughter. I have fucked up. I have made mistakes. But isn't that what life is all about?! You make mistakes and you learn from them. Maybe I am a little more hard headed then some. Maybe it takes me more than once to learn my lesson. Honestly, Why does it even matter to you? I mean it's not like you have really been there over the last few years. Except when I fuck up. You always seem to be there to tell me exactly how I fucked up and what you think about it. Do you know how inadequete that makes me feel? Do you know how much that crushed me the first time you did that? No probaly not. Does it even matter to you? Sometimes I wonder......I wish I could tell you how much you've hurt me throughout the years, but the sad thing is that you will never know. You weren't there to see the tears I cried or the tears welling up in my eyes as I write this now. You were never there to tell me you were proud of me for something good that I have done. Only t

A Letter To Rudolf
A Letter to Rudolph Dear Husband, It is time that I must have my say, I've taken your shit day after day. I've kept the home peaceful year after year Now there is going to be changes, so listen my dear. So you're famous, everyone knows your name, And you're a specialist by gum, in the transport game, You think you're so grand with your important job. But I'm telling you my dear you're a worn out old yob 363 days a year, You sit on your arse drinking scotch, rum and beer, You claim it is to keep up the shine on your nose So Santa can see where he bloodywell goes. One night a year is all that you work, You and your eight reisty mates - they're all jerks. Dasher and Dancer - Speed freaks I say, The sleigh wouldn't go that quick any other way. Prancer and Vixen - Just cheap little tarts, But they look like angels once Comet starts. Cupids on some freaked out damned power trip, And Donner...well, she should just get a damned grip And Blitzen, I almost don'

Letter To My Son
Hey Matt it's only me just wanted to let you know although your gone I still have 3 kids and I have not been around you nor your sisters much since 96 I did what I could I came to your graduation as a surprise to you and Tonya and when you wanted into the Army I had no problems even though your mother blames me for you dying cause I signed you in I want you to know your my boy and always will you are my hero adnwill never change that. I remember the last thing you said top me Matt how you won't do anything stupid... Well nothing you can do is stupid and although it took the Army 9 months to find out what killed you and McPeek nothing has changed

A Letter Of Love To You
To my dear friends, I want to tell you that I love you. Yes, YOU! There is no one special person in my life right now. But I have an immense amount of love to give. I do not feel that I am capable of loving any one person right now. To give all my love to one is a risk I am not ready to take again so soon. So, instead, I would much rather share my love with as many people as wish to receive it. I do not mean this in a sexual way! So get that nasty thought out of your head this instant! I mean that I am interested in so many things and in learning so many more things. I am interested in finding out what you all have to say and share with me. I am becoming a new woman and to that end I need help from my friends. Those of you that have become close to me know that I am searching frantically for my place in this world. I am searching for a purpose and a goal, and YES, someone to share it all with. Now, with that all having been said, I hope each and every on

Letting You In
Friends first..nothing more, nothing less. Sharing thoughts and experiences Getting closer each day Not realizing what was happening Surprised and unexpected You found the keys I thought I hide so well You removed the cage that had become my heart You came close and dared to touch what was beaten and broke One touch and the mending began You took my heart and kissed my soul Fighting what was felt Ignoring what my inner voice was saying In an moment of uncontrol you almost heard the words The words I fought so hard to forget how to say You found a way to reach inside me and touch the place I find myself loving you Wanting more...desiring your touch Craving to know more and get closer Your promises echo in my head I have given you something I thought I would never share Hold it, cherish it, just be you...loving me, because I can actually say I Love You!

A Letter For U What U Will Never Get In Ur Mail
u tell me all the time oh u r such a nice person n u r a sweetheart n every man who is with u is lucky etc bla bla if that is all so true why didnt u regonize it? why r u not with me to appreciate me? why do i still see always stuff i dont like or what makes me think? i dont look to find stuff but i always find something it hurts to know and to see there is something and u wanna ask why is that? and i got a feeling bout this why do i have this feeling? but all u do is just talk it down like it is nothing at all and then at the end it turns out that that everything every feeling every question that just everything had a real reason and u talked it down maybe i was not strong enough for u but i also know u r more weak then i am i couldnt keep my mouth shut cuz of the stuff what was going on n what i didnt like i am sorry for it but it should have showed u that i care that i care about u it hurts me when u tell me u love me cuz i know u mean it u say its in a friendship way bu

Let The Games Begin
The Games Will Begin @6:pm CST Today April 1st Accepting Entries Untill Game Time PRESS PLAY! Do you think you have what it takes? Only the strong will survive,it's a game of wits and stratagey. If your feeling's are easily hurt this game isnt for you! OBJECT OF THE GAME. This Contest will be won just like any other,with photo comments and photo rates, "BUT" it has a twist! To win you must have the most photo rates,Now for the twist you need the least photo comments! So while you are having your pic rated you need to be bombing your opponents. At the end of each 24 hour peroid I will close the contest folder and tally all comments and rates and take screenshots. The contestent with the least photo rates and the most photo comments will be eliminated and the folder will be reopened. RULES 1.Most rates and least comments wins. 2.Good Sportsmanship is a "MUST". 3.Anyone can rate your pic. 4.You must be on my friends list and a saluted level 5 to co

Letter From Baca Aunt
Dear BACA, I would like to take this opportunity to thank you for all you have done for our family over the past several months. When my sister called to tell me that she had gotten involved with BACA to help protect my niece, Punk Rocker Princess, I wasnt really sure what to think. Bikers seem to have a reputation and helping kids isnt part of it!! Ill never forget that first ride, at least a dozen bikers showed up. If that row of bikes parked along the street didnt make her feel just a little safer, the fact that you adopted her into your family, gave her a BACA vest and even an official biker name, certainly did the trick! That moment was very empowering for her and the rest of us. As for my doubts, I quickly learned that you guys/gals were anything but typical bikers. I found you were people with normal jobs and lives and ANYTHING BUT normal sized hearts. Each week you give of yourselves to spend time with Punk Rocker Princess and the many other children who need your

Letters From The Past
I was cleaning out a huge closet in my house and found my "special box." Inside of it are pictures, cards and letters from long ago... I have dozens of letters from one ex-girlfriend... My first, serious relationship. We were 18 at the time... Too young... But now being almost 30, I cannot believe, in fact I'm stunned, that almost 12 years ago, an 18 year old could write this well... With this much feeling and emotion... I was so impressed that I thought I would share a few letters... Letter 1: Josh, It's 4:45 in the morning. Forty-five minutes after you left and I still can't sleep. I suppose it might just be my sentimental side coming out - I don't know. I can still smell you. Clinging to my skin is your smell mixed with mine. It's even more maddening this way than just yours alone. I'm sleeping in the single bed for the rest of the night. The bed we made on the floor is too large for only me - I couldn't stand the thought of trying to sleep there without you. So

Letter To My Husband
To my darling husband, Before you return from your business trip I just want to let you know about the small accident I had with the pick up truck when I turned into the driveway. Fortunately not too bad and I really didn't get hurt, so please don't worry too much about me. I was coming home from Wal-Mart, and when I turned into the driveway I accidentally pushed down on the accelerator instead of the brake The garage door is slightly bent but the pick up fortunately came to a halt when it bumped into your car. I am really sorry, but I know with your kind-hearted personality you will forgive me. You know how much I love you and care for you my sweetheart. I am enclosing a picture for you. I cannot wait to hold you in my arms again. Your loving wife.

Letter From A Birmingham Jail
16 April 1963 My Dear Fellow Clergymen: While confined here in the Birmingham city jail, I came across your recent statement calling my present activities "unwise and untimely." Seldom do I pause to answer criticism of my work and ideas. If I sought to answer all the criticisms that cross my desk, my secretaries would have little time for anything other than such correspondence in the course of the day, and I would have no time for constructive work. But since I feel that you are men of genuine good will and that your criticisms are sincerely set forth, I want to try to answer your statement in what I hope will be patient and reasonable terms. I think I should indicate why I am here in Birmingham, since you have been influenced by the view which argues against "outsiders coming in." I have the honor of serving as president of the Southern Christian Leadership Conference, an organization operating in every southern state, with headquarters in Atlanta, Georgia. We have some eighty f

Letter To Her Veteran
She pulls out a piece of paper with trembling hands And with loved filled words this paper she will fill today The pen she holds in hands that are starting to sweat As she searched for all the right things to say She wanted him to know that his soul was with the family As the children asked for him again and again They celebrated his birth and special days as they came And thinking of their love for each she then gives a small grin She writes of the lonely nights that she now does spend After all the children had been finally put to bed Of the times that she was held in his arms with love And how their love together had, by each, been fed Of all the family chores that she had to handle And having to run with them here and there Just so he would still feel a part of them still As she knew that in all this he would love to share Her eyes started to water as she wrote each word with love Wishing he was safe and back home this very day Being able to look into his eyes a

Letting Out Some Anger
coming home to an empty house will take it's toll... walking into this house and not hearing how was you day baby.... every night laying in bed alone and the memories overwhelm me... ever room i walk into...every step i take...every breathe i take... there's always something there to remind me... the pain you have caused... the heart you've broken for the last time.... the choice you made... the actions you took... the tears i've shade... i may be all alone in this house but atleast i'm happy with who i am and how far ive came... i won't let the memories of us hold me back... i won't give my heart to another man b/c of this shit you've done! i understand now why my girlfriend is who she is... with her i know i wont get hurt and she sure as hell wont break my herat! she may live in PA but we're closer than me and you ever were.. Forget a friendship or should i say friends with benefit as you would put it! that wont work and it wont be a

The Letter...
Most of you know that I submitted my college application a week or so ago. Well today as I was checking my mail, I noticed a letter from Pikes Peak Community College...Inside of the envelope was this letter... Dear Stacey, Congratulations on your admission to the Summer 2008 semester at Pikes Peak Community College. There is more to the letter, but that first line was all that I needed to see to bring happy tears to my eyes. Again I started laughing and crying. It's funny the different emotions one can go through when life brings about changes. I made it past the first year of being divorced and celebrated my one year anniversary on this past Sunday. What a great way to celebrate. I went snowboarding....How fun. So yeah, life is opening up doors for me. Isn't that wonderful? It's about time that the tears that are flowing now, are due to joy instead of the pain that I have felt for far too long. Hugs and pray for my children and I. I love you all. Stacey

Letting My Friends Know The Hell Going On With My Life
so this entire month has a been pretty much a living HELL for my family and me. my dad was diagonised with Congesitve Heart Failure earlier this month, he also has high blood pressure, high choslteral (so i cant spell bite me), and only about 24% of his heart is working (normal person is around 68%), he had a heart cath preformed on both sides of his heart this past weds, no blockage...thats good...but he does have a badly leaking valve in his heart. so now he must go back to his cardiologist and decided when/where/if they are gonna do surgery to correct this problem. now on to my mom she has been diabetic (type 2) for years and well over weight (nothing new here) well she's catching hell from her boss at Forrest General Hosptial cuz the bitch women hates new nurses, so mom is now stressed out and having to stay at job she dreads going to bc we need the insurance for my dad so her evil boss lady sent her to be evaluted by another dr who put her on antidepressants (yet again she too

A Letter...
My hands were busy thru the day, i didn't have much time to play ... The little things you asked me to, i didn't have much time for you... I'd wash your clothe's, I'd sew and cook , but when you'd bring your picture books and ask me please to share your fun , i'd say " a little later son"... I'd tuck you in all safe at night, hear your prayer's, turn out the lights , then tip-toe softly to the door, i wish i'd stayed a minute more. For life is short, the years rush past , a little child grows up so fast... The picture now put away, no longer are there games to play. No goodnite kiss, no prayer's to hear, those days belong to yesteryear. My hands once busy, now are still, the days are long and hard to fill. I wish i could go back and do " the little things you asked me to " Love Mom...

Letters To Santa
1. Dear Santa, I wud like a kool toy space ranjur for Xmas. Iv ben a good boy all yeer. YeR FReND, BiLLy Dear Billy, Nice spelling. You're on your way to being a career lawncare specialist. How 'bout I send you a f****** book so you can learn to read and write? I'm giving your older brother the space ranger, at least HE can spell! Santa 2. Dear Santa, I have been a good girl all year, and the only thing I ask for is peace and joy in the world for everybody! Love, Sarah Dear Sarah, Your parents smoked pot when they had you, didn't they? Santa 3. Dear Santa, I've written you for three years now asking for a fire truck. Please, I really really want a fire truck this year! Love, Joey Dear Joey, Let me make it up to you. While you sleep, I'm gonna torch your house. You'll have more fire trucks than you'll know what to do with. Santa 4. Dear Santa, I don't know if you can do this, but for Christmas, I'd like for my mommy and daddy to get back togeth

A Letteer To The World
Maya Angelou letter on Senator Hillary Clinton Body: I am Honored to Say I am With Hillary for the Long Run by Dr. Maya Angelou4/24/2008 2:39:10 PMDear Friend: I am writing to tell you about my friend, Hillary Clinton, and why I am standing with her in her campaign for the presidency. I know the kind of president Hillary Clinton will be because I know the person she is. I am inspired by her courage and her honesty. She is a reliable and trustworthy person. She is someone I not only admire but one for whom I have profound affection. Hillary does not waver in standing up for those who need a champion. She has always been a passionate protector of families. As a child, she was taught that all God’s children are equal, and as a mother, she understood that her child wasn’t safe unless all children were safe. As I wrote about Hillary recently in a praise song: “She is the prayer of every woman, and every man who longs for fair play, healthy families, good schools an

A Letter Home From A Young Man Abroad
A Letter Home From a Young Man Abroad A few short words in a hurried scrawl, Penned on the cheapest of rag: “Mother, dear Mother,” the note began (She is known by no name other), “I have come to this field to die today. I cannot pretend; my doom is here. I only pray it’s with honor I fall And that of my death you mustn’t fear. For know, oh Mother, that with my last breath I shall call out your name most dear. Forever, with love, your Son”, the words read On a field of blood and rust, For folded it lay in his pocket creased, Waiting to return, like flesh, to dust.

Let The Hatred Begin!
Why does it seem like everytime someone really uncouth and vulgar comes by my page and hits me up in the Shout box, they happen to be from Turkey? Is there a problem that causes Turkish people to lack any sense of what is socially acceptable? I'm sure this is going to get me plenty of hate-mail but I don't care.

A Letter To George Bush
If I were to write a letter to George Bush about the war this would probably be it... Dear Mr. President: During the past several months the situation in Iraq has not improved. Soldiers are losing their lives more and more everyday. I rarely turn on the news anymore, however whenever I do all I see is another helicopter being shot down, another car bombing, or another raid gone wrong. If this is not reasons enough to not be in Iraq then what is? Instead you wish to send more by implementing the draft that for years has been shot down by hundreds of political and military members again and again. The draft is sometimes called “Selective Service”, however I am no fool. Let us go back to Vietnam where thousands of young men were dragged away from their homes and families to fight a war run by politicians. History does have a way of repeating itself. This war is no different from Vietnam. Politicians for years have been using war for their own political gains, for more “support”

Letter From Grandma
A Letter From Grandma... She writes: The other day I went up to a local Christian bookstore and saw a "honk if you love Jesus" bumper sticker. I was feeling particularly sassy that day because I had just come from a thrilling choir performance, followed by a thunderous prayer meeting, so I bought the sticker and put it on my bumper. Boy, I'm glad I did! What an uplifting experience that followed! I was stopped at a red light at a busy intersection, just lost in thought about the Lord and how good He is...and I didn't notice that the light had changed. It is a good thing someone else loves Jesus because if he hadn't honked, I'd never have noticed! I found that LOTS of people love Jesus! Why, while I was sitting there, the guy behind started honking like crazy, and then he leaned out of his window and screamed, "For the love of GOD! GO! GO! Jesus Christ, GO!" What an exuberant cheerleader he was for Jesus! Everyone started honking! I just leaned out of my window and started wav

The Letter.......
The Letter I don’t know if your pushing me away, Or pulling me closer, I don’t know where I stand, I don’t know what you want from me, Or if you care at all. Your words lash out and hurt, Then lovingly draw me in, I don’t know what you want from me, Do you want this to end? Just come out and tell me, What it is you want. I can’t read minds, I don’t know where I stand, Are you pushing me away, Or are you going to let me in, I wish I could say, How much I care for you, But I don’t know how, So here is what I’ll do. I’ll write you a letter, Saying what I’ve been through, Day after day, Always thinking of you. I don’t see you much, But when I do it makes me cry, So I’ll write to you, Without a lie. I’ll say that I love you, The first line that I write, So you instantly know, At your first sight. I’ll say that I dream, I’ll say that I fly, And without you, I would probably cry, I’ll say that I smile, As I write you the note, I’ll say that I

Letters Home
Dear Mum & Dad, I am well. Hope youse are too. Tell me big brothers Doug and Phil that the Army is better than workin' on the farm - tell them to get in bloody quick smart before the jobs are all gone! I wuz a bit slow in settling down at first, because ya don't hafta get outta bed until 6am. But I like sleeping in now, cuz all ya gotta do before brekky is make ya bed and shine ya boots and clean ya uniform. No bloody cows to milk, no calves to feed, no feed to stack - nothin'!! Ya haz gotta shower though, but its not so bad, coz there's lotsa hot water and even a light to see what ya doing! At brekky ya get cereal, fruit and eggs but there's no kangaroo steaks or possum stew like wot Mum makes. You don't get fed again until noon and by that time all the city boys are buggered because we've been on a 'route march' - geez its only just like walking to the windmill in the back paddock!! This one will kill me brothers Doug and Phil with laughter. I keep

Letting Go
Well I guess it had to happen sometime. After 15 years of marriage my wife says that it is over. I thought that we might last a little longer than this but I guess I just have to take everyones advice and just LET IT GO! I never would have thought that it would end this way but I guess its for the best that it did because it is making it easier to move on. With each passing day I think about it less and less. Im not saying that I don't still Love her because that is something I caint let go of because we do have four beautiful kids together and that will never change.I guess there will always be a part of me that hopes that one day she will change her mind and come back but I caint hold my breath on this one. She said that she has had enough and its time to move on with her life. Well, even though i hate to, I am just going to have to except it and do just that..........MOVE ON. So from this day forward I will worry about my kids and myself and hope that she takes care of herself and s

Letter To Her Husband
To my darling husband, Before you return from your overseas trip I just want to let you know about the small accident I had with the pick up truck when I turned into the driveway. Fortunately not too bad and I really didn't get hurt, so please don't worry too much about me. I was coming home from Wal-Mart, and when I turned into the driveway. I accidentally pushed down on the accelerator instead of the brake. The garage door is slightly bent but the pick up fortunately came to a halt when it bumped into your car. I am really sorry, but I know with your kind-hearted personality you will forgive me. You know how much I love you and care for you my sweetheart. I am enclosing a picture for you. I cannot wait to hold you in my arms again. Your loving wife. P.S. Your girlfriend called.

Lettin You All Know
That I am out of picture and stash rates for today... But you can still do mine and I will return it as soon as I can, Thanx!

Letter To Fantasy Flyers
Letter to flyers It has been brought to my attention that some people are not fanning and rating new flyers when they accept the friend request. This is a requirement, not an option. If you can't be bothered to do this, please let me know so I can remove your name from the list. If you have already fanned and/or rated the new person, please let them know either in a comment on their profile or in a private message. This is meant to be a fun thing to give people a way to meet new friends and to help with points. If you feel that you might have forgotten to fan and/or rate some people, please take the time to go thru the list and make sure. I am sending this to everyone so please don't think that I am pointing a finger at you. Thank you, Barbara "In my dreams...or yours?" Pilot of Fantasy Flight

"letter From Birmingham Jail"
April 16, 1963 My Dear Fellow Clergymen: While confined here in the Birmingham city jail, I came across your recent statement calling present activities "unwise and untimely." Seldom do I pause to answer criticism of my work and ideas. If I sought to answer all the criticisms that cross my desk, my secretaries would have little time for anything other than such correspondence in the course of the day, and I would have no time for constructive work. But since I feel that you are men of genuine good will and that your criticisms are sincerely set forth, I want to try to answer your statement in what I hope will be patient and reasonable terms. I think I should indicate why I am here in Birmingham, since you have been influenced by the view which argues against "outsiders coming in." I have the honor of serving as President of the Southern Christian Leadership Conference, an organization operating in every southern state, with headquarters in Atlanta, Georgia. We have some eighty-f

Letter To My Mother
Hi Mom.. It's been almost 2 years since I last saw you..I miss you so much..I can't tell you how many times that I have picked up the phone to call you and then to remember that your not there anymore..It's so unfair..You were the only person in my life that I could call and just cry too..Over anything..No matter how trivial it was..Or how much it hurt you..You always had words of wisdom for me..and you always made me feel better..You were not only my mother...but my best friend.. Wish you could see the kids again..You would be so proud of them Mom..They have grown so much just in the last 2 years.. Ash is clean now..She is so strong..Reminds me of you in a lot of ways..Doesn't let anyone push her around..She's back home with Tana and I..Remember that day that she told me she hated me..You were standing right there..You came up behind me...Put your arms around me and whispered in my ear..."You hated me at one time..She'll come home again"..You were right Mom...She did..And she

Letter From Santa...
I regret to inform you that, effective immediately, I will no longer serve the States of Georgia, Florida, Louisiana, Mississippi, Alabama, Virginia, North and South Carolina, Tennessee, Texas, and Arkansas on Christmas Eve. Due to the overwhelming current population of the earth, my contract was renegotiated by North American Fairies and Elves Local 336. As part of the new and better contract I also get longer breaks of milk and cookies so keep that in mind. However, I'm certain that your children will be in good hands with your local replacement who happens to be my third cousin, Bubba Claus. His side of the family is from the South Pole. He shares my goal of delivering toys to all the good boys and girls; however, there are a few differences between us. Differences such as: 1. There is no danger of the Grinch stealing your presents from Bubba Claus. He has a gun rack on his sleigh and a bumper sticker that reads: "These toys insured by Smith and Wesson." 2. Instead of mi

Letting Go Of My Past
once more i find myself used and hurt by the one who always promised to never do it. it hurts like hell being accused of things that i never did. and still for the life of me i can't figure out how things went so wrong. i loved you with more of a passion tha you had ever known. you said i was enough and what you wanted, i believed all of your lies. i guess it is true what they say that love is blind because i didn't see the lies you were painting for me. you left me hurt and weeping, wanting to die. some days wish i would have, but that was yesterday.i won't let it happen again though, of that you can be sure. i am tired of the lies and the headgames, no more will i be used. my heart can't take it anymore. i have loved much and have never truely been loved back. you hurt me alot michele. you said you loved me and cared, but it was all lies. but its ok, i never expected much from you. but just to let you know, i will be happy in my life and it will be without you. you mig

Letter To Barrack - Great Editorial!
For those of you who don't know where this newspaper is written. It is in about the center of Kansas . A town founded by hard working and hard thinking Americans. You gotta love those small town people. Hays Daily News Editorial, Hays, Kansas. Dear Barack Obama: I grew to like you over the last year. I've always thought of you as dangerously naive at best. Eloquent, gifted, genuine, yes. But dangerously naive at best. I couldn't vote for you -- but not because of your funny name or your lunatic pastor. I couldn't vote for you because you say we should raise taxes (even on the rich, who I'm convinced already pay too much), and because you say we should abandon Iraq (which I'm convinced would be surrendering a war we must win), and because you don't respect the Second Amendment (which I'm convinced should disqualify any politician from any office). Still, I've liked your message of unity and your ability to inspire. And, since your rise I've hunted, quite frantically,

Lette-ness Or Something Like It...that Looks Like It.
Okay...yeah...with the forced realization (others would call that "help") of my friends...who just so happen to be Juggalos-lettes, they have apparently gotten me to my oh so stunning revelation. I'm a Lette. Seems I've been working against myself this entire time. Damn Tech N9ne and his sick ass music. >_> Gah! So much for the "When in Rome..."

Letter I'll Never Send
The letter I'll never send Would calmly ask you why You broke my heart in two And told my love good-bye If I ever sent this letter It would sweetly state You tangled up your destiny And interrupted fate, The letter I will not write Would casually inquire How can you live without me- I was your one desire. If you received this letter It would politely say You need me in your life now You can't go on this way. The letter I'll never send Would then be briskly signed "Your one and only love" You know-the one you left behind

Letters Home From The Garden Of Stone
Sittin' restless under the moonlight, I know I'm getting ready to kill, They say we're going in with the daylight, Ma, I don't want to but I will. 'Cause I won't know the man that kills me, And I don't know these men I kill, I pray to God for my salvation, Wash away the blood I spill. I try not to think about my family, 'Cause it's a little too much to take, Out here I got me and I got my buddy, We can't afford even one mistake. Sorry 'bout writing on dirty cardboard, It's the only paper that I could find, Tell everyone I got their letters, Tell everyone I'm doing fine. Late at night when I can dream, ma, I think about life back in the world, I miss you and dad, I miss sister Sarah, I miss my wife and my baby girl. Pray for me, pray for my soul ma, Pray for me and all my sins, They say that I got a job to do now, And I'll be back when it finally ends. Do you think I should be fighting? Ma, are you proud, are you ashamed? Baby I'm trying to do the r

Let The Party Begin
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Let Them Eat Cake
It is a major pain in the ass trying to decide where to go for lunch when one person is going no carb, and someone else is a vegetarian.

Lettin Everyone Know
We juss caught word that there is a Tornado warnin`comin`to Ontario...I am in Niagara Falls, Ont... So, If my mom and I aren`t online for a few days this is why... Hopefully nothin too serious will hapen but time will tell... They are sayin`there will be large hail (size of golf balls) and damaging winds. In Toronto, Ont (Canada) a man was on his 4th floor balcony and he seen a hair and table fly past him. Please keep us in your thoughts and prayers, Thank youi!

Letter I Wrote To Msnbc Ripping Ann Currie
I am writing this letter to you in regards to Ann Currie's coverage on the tornado that hit the Boy Scout's camp in Blencoe,Iowa. To be perfectly frank, coverage is a serious overstatement. It nauseates me that this woman actually got paid to do nothing more than exploit a couple of frightened children for ratings. It's obvious in this clip I'm going to show you following my complaint, that she is doing nothing more than purposely trying to make these kids cry on national television. Ms. Currie did everything, but punch them in their mouths. I do not have a degree in journalism, so maybe you the editor can enlighten me. Is this a acceptable tactic that is condoned by your television station? We the viewers out in T.V. land are not stupid people. In fact, some of us have a very firm grasp on the obvious and can see these kids were not only still in shock from their ordeal, but scared out of their wits. Hell some of us have actually BEEN in a tornado, and I have been in two mysel

Letter To Dad
A father passing by his son's bedroom was astonished to see that his bed Was nicely made and everything was picked up. Then he saw an envelope, Propped up prominently on the pillow that was addressed to "Dad. " With the Worst premonition he opened the envelope with Trembling hands and read the letter. Dear Dad: It is with great regret and sorrow that I'm writing you. I had to elope With my new girlfriend because I wanted to avoid a scene with mom and you. I have been finding real passion with Stacy and she is so nice. But I knew you would not approve of her because of all her piercing, Tattoos, tight motorcycle clothes and the fact that she is much older than I am. But it's not only the passion...Dad she's pregnant. Stacy said that We will be very happy. She owns a trailer in the woods and has a stack of Firewood for the whole winter. We share a Dream of having many more children. Stacy has opened my eyes to the fact That marijuana doesn't really hurt anyone. We'll be

A Letter Of Confusion...
I wake in the morning and roll over to open my eyes to the most beautiful sight I have ever seen ... you. I love the way you look, you way you feel, the way you move. You look so peaceful in the morning. I get up and get ready for work, the whole time with you still sleeping. When I get out of bed you move and slide over to my side cuddling my pillow. I never understood this until you left for a few days and I found myself cuddling yours simply because it smelled like you.I'm ready for work. I lean down and kiss you, tell you I love you and then I am gone. I leave with mixed emotions, sad because I am leaving you, upset because I know what work holds for me but excited that after 8 hours of non stop crap I get to return home to you. Some days you grace me with your presence over my lunch hour. I smile at the thought of you being there when I get home. Then there are times that I spend lunch alone, and that is exactly how I feel during that time ... Alone.Work is over, I come hom

Letting Go
I think that true clarity and recogniton forms when someone shows some form of "love" to you in a way you finally deserve. Even if this is only for a minute, an hour, a week, or a lifetime it can serve as the confirmation that every decision you've made prior, in which you've ended something because you felt that you weren't getting what you were giving....was the right one. A friend of mine told me "Always go forward, never backwards"....I feel that this holds the most true with relationships......I have always been the person to remember the "good".....and place the "bad" under a blanket out of sight. The "bad" is why you weren't able to ever fully feel "good".....covering it only forces you into ignorance.....and the worst part is that you are the culprit of allowing yourself to be hurt time and time again. If something ended, it did for a reason.....tracing back over or trying to see if perhaps a second, third, or fourth chance will make it right is not only pointless, but tru

Letter From God To Women
When I created the heavens and the earth, I spoke them into being. When I created man, I formed him and breathed life into his nostrils. But you, woman, I fashioned after I breathed the breath of life into man because your nostrils are too delicate. I allowed a deep sleep to come over him so I could patiently and perfectly fashion you. Man was put to sleep so that he could not interfere with the creativity. From one bone, I fashioned you. I chose the bone that protects man's life. I chose the rib, which protects his heart and lungs and supports him, as you are meant to do. Around this one bone, I shaped you.... I modeled you. I created you perfectly and beautifully. Your characteristics are as the rib, strong yet delicate and fragile. You provide protection for the most delicate organ in man, his heart. His heart is the center of his being; his lungs hold the breath of life. The rib cage will allow itself to be broken before it will allow damage to the heart. Support m

A 4 Letter Word..
LOVE - People tend to throw that word around loosely and amidst all the hustles and bustles of life....we forget how beautiful love really is. Life is not worth living without love and happiness. Love heals all. Love is a mysterious and powerful force that is the key to all that is...and all that ever was. With that said.....I have a heart inside of me that is ready to explode. I have suppressed my desires to love for so long that I feel my heart cannot retain this anymore. I am no longer afraid to admit that I am a hopeless romantic and all I want to do is fall in love, and be in love for the rest of my dying days. I was given one life to live and that is exactly what I plan on doing......living my life to the fullest! Filling it with positive things and doing my best to heal those who are also lost and broken....just as I once was. There is always enough room for love and hope in everyone's life. You just have to have faith that it is there........you don't have to search for love wh

Letters To The Editor: What I Wrote That Made The Paper.
Well I can say I got my first published piece today. It was a letter to the editor in our local paper. Honestly I know that’s nothing grand but I’m proud of it. I wrote the letter because it was something that I believed in. They contacted me a week later to verify I wrote it, but I didn’t think they were going to publish it because I didn’t see it at all that week they called me. I had forgotten about it completely so I was surprised to see it in today’s paper. The letter was written in response to another letter that appeared in the paper. My Letter: Art, music should be key part of curriculum I'm very dismayed at a letter to the editor by a Knoxville man complaining about a grandmother wishing her grandson could study the violin. He complained that art and music are a waste and our schools should focus more on math and science. Art and music promote creativity and imagination that is essential for grasping other subjects. There are plenty of studies that show kids who are e

Letter To A Girl
Below is a letter I wrote to a girl I am no longer with. In her response she might as well have said I don't want anything to do with you so fuck off. If you have any comments I would appreciate them. Thanks. ******, How was your dad's party and the rest of your weekend? ..:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /> I am happy that you got accepted to a college in Florida. You will finally be getting out of Frederick, which is what you wanted. That is of course if you decide to go there because of other decisions you have to make. With going to Florida you will be close to your dad. Or you might decide to stay close to your mom. But you already knew all that. While we were together it was the best time I have ever had. You made everyday amazing. You supported me, you were my friend, and you might as well have been my girlfriend. When we first started seeing each other I did not want anything other than a physical re

Letter To My Domme
I came across this while going through a stack of papers the other night. I wrote it shortly after returning from basic and realizing the way that I felt towards my wife. Letter To Chris I would love for you to have me massage you and finger you good and hard soaking your panties before removing them and folding them so that the wet spot is in my mouth as you gag me and proceed to attack my genitals and abuse me verbally and physically. Slapping me around and calling me names like little bitch, slut, whore etc. and telling me repeatedly, to truly convince me, that I am yours, that I serve only you, I'm your property, you own me, I'm nothing to you but your toy until you see me begin to cry and make fun of your little baby and continue your attack to further your point saying how you don't believe before having me bow at your feet as you place a leash around my neck only to have you further humiliate me by having me follow you everywhere you go on all fours. I love you so much!

Letter From The Heart
Letter from the Heart © By Trish Take my hand and follow me; Together we can take on the world. I am your Guardian; I will teach you everything I know. I am the Light to your Darkness; I shall guide you. I am the answer to your prayers; You shall no longer suffer. I am your friend; I will never betray you. I am your ally; I will never forsake you. I am a woman of truth and virtue; I hold the answers you seek. I am a fighter; I shall protect you from the dangers of the world. I am pure; I shall not judge you. Take care,my love ; I will never forget you. love Trish to my fiance' david

Letter For One Angry Woman‏
I don't know who wrote it but they should have signed it. Some powerful Words. This woman should run for president. Written by a housewife from New Jersey and sounds like it! This is one ticked off lady. 'Are we fighting a war on terror or aren't we? Was it or was it not Started by Islamic people who brought it to our shores on September 11, 2001? Were people from all over the world, mostly Americans, not brutally Murdered that day, in downtown Manhattan , across the Potomac from our Nation's' capitol and in a field in Pennsylvania ? Did nearly three thousand men, women and children die a horrible, burning Or crushing death that day, or didn't they? And I'm supposed to care that a copy of the Koran was 'desecrated' when an Overworked American soldier kicked it or got it wet?...Well, I don't. I Don't care at all. I'll start caring when Osama bin Laden turns himself in and repents for Incinerating all those innocent people on 9/11. I'll care about the

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a letter, or rather a note. by LateNiteFantasy© to my love- i wonder where we started and i get lost where we got lost in each other, or at least where i think i got lost in you. i try to figure out when we started to want each other, and with our breath (or rather finger tips) and words we pucked out the tune and with the tune came our flame...and i wonder if we could possibly, if ever, get a fire burning in the safety of a provided pit, burning, sharing in the warmth on a camping trip we haven't taken yet, on some cool crisp night that has yet to happen, in a future that is for sure not certain. and with all of those thoughts and twists and turns that this story of us has taken, i feel hopeful that we still have times, and things, and ideas, and memories that we want to experience together...somewhere in our minds, if we can find it, there it is. this little piece of each other that has stamped itself into one anothers lives. i agree with you, let's not waste time invested, i