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Let Those U Love..know
The Wooden Bowl I guarantee you will remember the tale of the Wooden Bowl tomorrow, a week from now, a month from now, a year from now. A frail old man went to live with his son, daughter-in-law, and four-year - old grandson. The old man's hands trembled, his eyesight was blurred, and his step faltered. The family ate together at the table. But the elderly grandfather's shaky hands and failing sight made eating difficult. Peas rolled off his spoon onto the floor. When he grasped the glass, milk spilled on the tablecloth. The son and daughter-in-law became irritated with the mess. 'We must do something about father,' said the son. 'I've had enough of his spilled milk, noisy eating, and food on the floor.' So the husband and wife set a small table in the corner. There, Grandfather ate alone while the rest of the family enjoyed dinner. Since Grandfather had broken a dish or two, his food was served in a wooden bowl. When the family glanced in Grandfather's direction, some

"letter" By Langston Hughes
Letter Dear Mama, Time I pay rent and get my food and laundry I don’t have much left but here is five dollars for you to show you I still appreciates you. My girl-friend send her love and say she hopes to lay eyes on you sometime in life. Mama, it has been raining cats and dogs up here. Well, that is all so I will close. Your son baby Respectable as ever, Joe By Langston Hughes

Letter To My Father
I know that I am more than likely never going to give this letter to you, but I need to release these feelings, somehow. I want to be able to tell you that I love you and I hate you, but I don't know how. I hate that they took you from me. I hate that you have nothing to do with me. I hate everything about you. I hate waking up in the morning and looking into the mirror and seeing you. I HATE IT ALL! I hate seeing little girls, being put on the bus, in the mornings, by their fathers, and knowing that I never had that. Or little girls being pushed on the wings in the park, and hearing someone's dad telling them that they love them. Because I know that I never had that and I never will. EVER! I hate that you will never be here to walk me down the aisle, at my wedding, to take pics of me in my prom dress, to let me cry on your shoulder, when some guy breaks my heart. I HATE YOU! But I still love you, because you are my dad, but it would be so much easier if I co

Letter To My Love
Letter to my Love I am pensive in what I truly want to say but I now sit down and knowingly write it, clear as day. We live in an imperfect world where finding someone is so precious and having you in my life is so tremendous. The moment I first saw you was when I truly knew I wanted no other and as a love bird my heart flew. Your image appears in my day and nightly dreams and then there you are in front of me, a beautiful princess, my queen. I never expected you to impact my heart as you did; you drove my soul from where it once hid. Your presence made me peaceful and tranquil that all I could do was pray and be thankful. I've never felt so strongly for anyone in my existence, giving me something to smile for in every instance. We have had so many good times, together having lived as if in a snowy covered paradise under the alpines. You have been saddened and hurt but I have always found ways to make you happy and pert. I know that I am not perfect but together there

Letter To People Without Hepatitis And Liver Disease
Letter to People Without Hepatitis & Liver Disease. Having Hepatitis 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 HCV 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 I probably don't seem like much fun to be with, but I'm still me stuck inside this body. I still worry about life 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

Letter To People Without Hepatitis C
Letter to People Without Hepatitis & Liver Disease Having Hepatitis 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 HCV 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 I probably don't seem like much fun to be with, but I'm still me stuck inside this body. I still worry about life 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 c

Letter From Grandma
One day I recieved a letter from grandma... 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 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! 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 waving an

Letter To The Editor
Letter to the editor We send our young men and women of all ethnic descents to foreign shores to battle tyranny, oppression and injustice for as Americans we live in the greatest country in the world. We treasure the our freedoms and have fought wars to preserve the our culture and way of life. Many have died because they believe in this. As a veteran and the son of a veteran I must Admit that that I too believe in this with a great since of national pride. I believe in what is written in the constitution the bill of rights and what is written on the statue of liberty. Something that happened a few weeks ago in a small Texas town of Pampa has caused me to be ashamed and Greatly disgruntled. A young hearing impaired girls was riding her bike on a quite little street in Pampa when she was struck by a drunk driver dragged several hundred feet beneath his vehicle that was traveling Far beyond the speed limit. It received a small spot in the local paper. There

A Letter To A Friend. By The Ink Of Destiny
letter painted by my words & by the ink of destiny it's a gift from me to you , it's what is meant to be words from my heart and so true and deep so you know that we wake up as well as we sleep Dear you , I'll donate you my life if you want I'll give up my soul ! don't think i wont if you ever went blind , went blind for true I wont hesitate to sacrifice my eyes for you if once & in sudden your heart stopped beating mine is yours and will never stop throbbing.. not since you still exist & still breathing and if once you felt that you can't breath my lungs are yours with a smile beneath.. my whole life wont advance or worth more than you you might not be my lover,but my best friend for true my brother ,my dear , my friend ,my angel that's you the person who drew the smile on my sad face.. the dear who brought strength to my weak space the light who brightened my dark gloomy side & the hand that rased my tears when i cried.. so don't be sad! please don't put a

Letting Go
I also love this one too: Letting Go by Judy Burnette 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.

A Letter To My Best Friend
Dear best friend, I hope you read this I hope you realize why I did what I did sis. I can't explain what I went through To get me where I am But all I know is I need you My sister and my friend Lets not let our differences Tear us further apart I'll be sitting here in silence Until you have a change of heart Please don't leave me waiting For it's times like these you see When all around me walls are breaking I need my sister beside me So, please best friend and sister, read this And realize I only do the things I think are best.

Letter 1
Got this one recently... Dear Timmy, I have a date this Friday. I'd like to know the proper etiquette for taking a girl to White Castle. signed Special Ed OK Ed, grab a crayon and jot this down - First, you know those delicious tiny burgers are covered in onions. Ask them to hold the onions. They won't, but that gives your date the impression you're a take charge kinda guy. Next, try to pick a table that has been wiped recently, say sometime this week. And finally, it might be a good idea to stuff a sock in your shorts because you'll want to impress her at least once that evening.

Letter From Soldier
OBAMA'S VISIT TO AFGHANISTAN I GOT THIS EMAIL FROM MY COUSIN THIS MORNING. THEY HAVE A FRIEND SERVING IN AFGHANISTAN . I WANTED ALL OF YOU TO READ IT TOO. FW: From our friend who is serving in Afghanistan Hello everyone, As you know I am not a very political person. I just wanted to pass along that Senator Obama came to Bagram Afghanistan for about an hour on his visit to 'The War Zone'. I wanted to share with you what happened. He got off the plane and got into a bullet proof vehicle, got to the area to meet with the Major General (2 Star) who is the commander here at Bagram. As the Soldiers where lined up to shake his hand he blew them off and didn't say a word as he went into the conference room to meet the General. As he finished, the vehicles took him to the ClamShell (pretty much a big top tent that military personnel can play basketball or work out in with weights) so he co

A Letter To The Editor
Amidst all the gloom and doom that is normal fodder for news media worldwide, I wonder if perhaps your readers might be interested in some GOOD news of a local nature. I arrived in San Marcos on July 3rd, Independence day from my long-time home of Jackson Mississippi. I have perused the San Marcos paper for the last 2 Sundays, and for any who think things are bad here I have an announcement to make. It’s a LOT worse elsewhere! The police blotter for this last week included a couple of car burglaries, a cat up a tree, and some disorderly conduct in an elevator. The Jackson newspaper doesn’t fool with such minor problems, their blotter usually has several murders (we were approaching 60 for the year thus far when I left) attempted murders, stabbings, shootings, assorted mayhem, and various armed robberies. My home had been broken into 3 times, my family had 2 cars stolen, and one car having much damage done in a botched attempt at stealing it. The wise did not leav

Letter From An 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. I'll

Let The Raven's Come
Let the Ravens come I can't do it anymore I can't wait here forever Listening always for the door I can't bear this sorrow I've breathed it every day And It will be the death of me If I can't walk away Let the Ravens come And take me from the dark I need to find my peace, and chase the winter from my heart I will always wish for Your whisper on the wind A part of me will love you with what love it left within But I can't wait here forever with my whole world undone I've cried more than I can stand so let the ravens come.

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. Deidre Grotbo

A Letter To My Daughter....
how fun to have a daughter. i never thought i would enjoy mothering a female SO much. the prospect, before she was conceived up until the day she was born, seemed very daunting and mostly a large pain in the ass. "i've always related better to boys!", i said. "most females make me want to choke them!", i would growl. "women are so clueless and catty.", i groused. well, all of this is still true, but now i have a female compatriot. i can raise her up with the proper perspective*s*. i will actually give this to her someday. my sweet girl, just a few things for you to hold close and keep in mind. 1) you are not in competition with all other females, so don't go behaving as if you are, 2) you CAN just be friends with a man without bumping nasties...he may very well be fantasizing about that, but as long as you are aware of that fact and don't know for sure if he is or not, who cares?, 3) wear a dress if you WANT to, 4) a quick run to the 7-11 DOES NOT, i repeat, DOES

Letter To My Love
You are the smile on my face the sparkle in my eyes the reason i dream and the reason i wake each morning you give me butterflies in my stomach and make my heart skip a beat you are the reality that feels like a dream but i have found that the love and affection and happiness i have right now in my life is real and it's because of you thank you for making me the happiest girl in the world i love you Shawn!

Letter To The Faithful...
dearest daniel, i sat and spoke with your mother for some time last night; i felt somehow led to reach out to her, to let her know that there are others that feel a kinship to her son though he is far afield in a tiny little slip of an enclave that many here on american soil had never even heard of until relatively recently. although i myself have never seen the type of battle you are now entrenched in, have never held a weapon aloft against a proclaimed enemy while protecting others both near and far, i have known distress in my heart and in my gut over loved ones who do (and have done) just that. it in no way compares to standing abreast of you and your fellow marines as you do your jobs, but it robs me of sleep and immerses me deep in prayer for you and those of your ilk that stand the gap so that i may get up in the morning and feed my children waffles while they are unencumbered by anything greater than the thought of what they will wear to school on the first day; more imp

Letting Go
So i turned 25 today. Kind of a milestone in my life. I thought i would be else where. I planned to be married by now, but instead i did everything backwards. I am leaving for vacation tomorrow and i wanted 25 to start off the right way. I am in love with some one who obviously doesn't feel the same way. but i have one question if someone tells you if i had to choose if you were "the one" today i would say yes.......but he couldnt make the choice then.....ok so if i was the one ..... how come i'm not any more? people wait their whole lives to meet that one person who touches them in a way that no one can describe, and when you meet them and they are not sure of you, you start to loose faith in all of it. So what i am doing is letting go of what was never mine, but i am asking for my heart back because as much as i want you to love me i rather you find your soul mate instead of you just being mine. AHHH that felt good . thanks 4 listening people lol Trista

Letting Go
Let 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 a realization I can’t control another. To “let go” is not to enable, but to allow learning 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 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 to my desires but to

Letters To Water
Sun rises and I'm awake, staring out my window with blood shot eyes. The repetitive crow of the rooster echoes though my head. Far away and high on an adjacent hill I can still hear it. Its loud calls piercing my ear drum. Now the reflection of the morning sun against the mote- like lake, surrounding the mountain peaks, blinds my eyes. Peaking with all the focus my ten year old eyes can muster, I see the man again. Out the door, down the hill, against the water, he kneels on his knees. His hands stretch deep into the water and linger. Pulling his hands out in thick mists and shaking them dry. He drifts off into thought for a moment before standing and turning to climb the peak. That is always his routine, as the rooster crows the man appears, and as it stops he disappears. Either way it was a one hour assault on the senses. All the farm animals begging me to come play with them. I did not even have a dog or a friend, being new to this town. Yet, even after all the morning he

Letting Go Of The Past...wtf Ever
I just received a phone call from my ex boyfriends mom....he is in jail..yet again...due to his own stupidity. I have been with him..friend or lover for five years now..and for a while...he was doing really good....welp...he who is one for honesty and truth...can't lie to me about this one...I mean I gave him the benefit of the doubt more than he should have been given...I over looked his extra-over time affairs...more than once...and when I finally told him that I couldn't take his bullshit anymore...did he attempt to realize that he had lied so much to everyone...that now he believed his own lies...the web of deceit has caught him once again. I told him long ago that he should always watch out for the karmic payback...she's a bitch and she don't even give ya a spit job on yer rim when she fucks ya in tha ass!!!! Translation...when you protest to be the pillar if honesty and integrity...and blow others out for even the slightest trangression upon his person...you better be able

Letting Go!
Everytime I think of you my soul cries knowing my hopes and dreams have only been mine you've shown me over and over again that I'm not even in your thoughts It's time to set this dream ... these fantasies free and let it all just go away!

Let The Whole Thing Pass Me By
I depend on music to help me in the mood i am in. Music helps me get by really. It just all depend on my mood and this is the mood i am in right now! so llove it like i do Close my eyes Let the whole thing pass me by There is no time to waste Asking why? I'll run away with you, by my side I'll run away with you, by my side I need to let go, let go, let go, let go of this pride (Asking why?) I think about your face And how I fall into your eyes The out moment I trace around the one that I call mine Time to count more space And beware that your drew the line I don't need you solve this case And I don't need to look behind Close my eyes Let the whole thing pass me by There is no time to waste Asking why? I'll run away with you, By my side I'll run away with you, By my side I need to let go, let go, let go, let go of this pride (Asking why?) Do I except you change, the past I hold inside? With all the words I say Repeating over in

Letter In The Night
This is pretty deep and definitely worth reading! You just can't keep it to yourself, you've got to tell somebody about the love of God! Be blessed! One day a woman named Louise fell asleep in her bed and dreamed a very fitful dream. She dreamed that someone in Hell wrote a letter to her, and it was to be delivered to her by a messenger. The messenger passed between the lakes of burning fire and brimstone that occupies Hell and found his way to the door that would lead him to the outside world. Louise dreamed that the messenger walked to her house, came inside, and gently but firmly woke Louise. He gave her the message, saying only that a friend had written it to her from Hell. Louise, in her dream with trembling hands, took the letter and read: My Friend, I stand in Judgment now, And feel that you're to blame somehow. Never did you point the way. You knew the Lord in truth and glory, But never did you tell the story. My knowledge then was very dim; You could have l

Letting Go
Although your smile is a distant memory I remember how you set me free How just a glance from you would trace blue skies and sunshine through the mist you would bring a heavenly sign Up and down round and round Your laughter brought me to simplicty Capturing beauty from moment to moment I can't recall sadness shadowing your eyes I can't tell of one thing that would dim your light Back when I was a kid there was this dream it entailed blissfullness shown to me with angel eyes and it wasn't till now I realize Cause the dream reappeared with total focus And now I know that the best has yet to come

Letting You Fade
i think im finally ready to let you fade. im strong enough without you now i know everything will be o.k. i washed you away today i watched you swirl down the drain i said good bye to all my tears and all my pain im never going to let you hurt me again once i thought you were the solution to my pain but you were really just another problem gained fade my love for i love you not my hardened heart's unwilling

A Letter To The Republican Party
I keep getting email from the Republican party and they keep asking for my support, both financial and for my vote. I don't really know why since I am a registered Democrat so just this once (yeah right, like I wouldn't again, lol), and for fun, I wrote back to them. My letter to them is below. If you have any comments or opinions I would like to hear them. Steve Dear Republicans... I am not sure why I am getting this, I am not a republican. But I do know that we could stand to do a lot better than we have for the last 8 years. I never trusted Bush and he has always continued to prove me right. Bush has hurt this country so much in so many ways that we need a swift turn to the left. But even with that swift turn it would take many years to correct the damage caused by the Bushes. The republican economy we find ourselves in has to go. Republicans do not seem to understand, nor can they relate to, the common man. If we aren't wealthy, I mean making more than $5 million a year wea

A Letter A Certain Some One Should Read Bt She Wont
here is what i think. i think i am not good enough for anybody, im not the person someone wants to be with, im the person everyone calls an asshole. i dont even think people notice im even around anymore. i just sit here and complain but it does no good because no one listens. i dont think anyone will even miss me if i kill myself, because hell they dont even notice me when i walk into a room. not a single fucking person even gives a shit about me. so if dont get on anymore its beacuse i am not alive anymore. so everything i have goes directly to charity, no one arouind me gets anything when i die. i had a fiancee that i loved with all my heart, and one day she was taking away from me in an instant, and i told myself that i would not fall in love again, but that didnt work. because i fell in love with someone. she keeps telling me that she loves me but i dont believe it anymore after the shit she does. and once again i get hurt by someone i love but she doesnt

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

Letters Never Sent
One chance one error on slip one time one lapse thats all we get sometiems in life thats all that it takes to erase every good thing ever spoken ever shared ever felt and then its gone as if it never exsisted as if I never made a difference and impact I never enrched her as she did me her laugh still haunts my heart she had a smile you could actually hear to hear her say my name to hear her palyfuly call me a dork lol one chance and I squandered it only me to blame

Letter To My Mother
You've left me to fend for my damn self so many time when I really needed you. For that I HATE YOU more than you'll ever know. Think back to when I was a little kid,and you droppin me off here and there wit family(at least) For that I HATE YOU more than you'll ever know. You choose your men and drugs over all three of us boys. For that I HATE YOU more than you'll ever know. To this day you still think that you were really a mother to us..... For that I DONT HATE YOU for it,but instead I sit back and fuckin laugh at you for it.... Your selfish,foolish,just down right grimmie for that. Im so fuckin happy that Iam nothing like you... For that I......really dont know.

Letter From Men To Women
FROM MEN TO WOMEN GENERAL DISCLAIMER FOR ANY WIVES OR GIRLFRIENDS WHO HAPPEN UPON A COPY OF THIS: 1) The floor is considered an acceptable clothing storage location. 2) Never ask me to purchase feminine products. Assume that I will come home with the wrong thing. 3) 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. 4) 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. 5) 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 chor

A Letter To God
Dear God, is heaven afar or is it near? My heart says it your voice it cannot hear. Its dark and cold, Lost and hard as stone. Am I not wrong, Why is your answer takes so long? Your touch, I cannot feel, In which my spirit helplessly cannot heal. Each tear that falls on my face, Is longing for your glorious grace. I cry and I pray, That you would hear what I have to say. I confess to all that I have done, No good deed has become (of me). I hope when I am done here, That you take me in your arms of love…. And help me find a better life Than the road I have treaded for so many years. As my time here is finally done, I know what my new life has just begun! Amen.

Let The Music Take Control
House music I discovered when I was working late one night and of the staff was playing it and I asked what kind of music is that? which he replied house music. It was so different and moving with energy you could hear it and feel it through you, at least that was my first experience. try some trance out or traditional/classical house it will hopefully move ya, if get the equipment I need I will make my own style.sharing it with someone is even better. this music might even be classified as a legal drug.if will allow it to take control you'll fell much better, the word sensual comes to mind when I think of it, like four play.

Let The Fun Begin... *stolen From Brand X*
REPLY IN A PRIVATE MESSAGE. DONT BE AFRAID. YOU NEVER KNOW WHO WILL REPLY OR WHAT ANSWERS THEY WILL GIVE. LET THE FUN BEGIN........ Your Name: Age: Favorite position: Do you think I'm cute/ pretty? Would you have sex with me? lights on or off? Would you have to be drunk? Would you take a shower with me? Have you ever thought about having sex with me? Would you leave after or stay the night? Do you like cuddling afterwards? Condom or skin? Have sex on the first date? Would you kiss me during sex? Do you think I would be good in bed? Would you use me as a booty call? Can I use you as a booty call? Can we take pictures of the act? How long would we have sex? Would you tell your friends about me? Would you want me for a b/f , g/f or friend? Will you post this so I can fill it out for you?

Lette 4 Life
'Lette 4 Lyfe... I stand out in the crowd, My face painted and my voice loud, Hatchet raised to the sky, People always wondering why, Listening to the words of each song, Knowing that they aren't wrong, I face you eye to eye, Some hoping that I would die, Sorry to say that I will forever live, Knowing that soon you will forgive, How can you stare me down as you do, I speak of certain things to you, I raise my axe with pride, Jugglette For Life till the day I die.

Lette 4 Lyfe...
Lette 4 Lyfe... I stand out in the crowd, My face painted and my voice loud, Hatchet raised to the sky, People always wondering why, Listening to the words of each song, Knowing that they aren't wrong, I face you eye to eye, Some hoping that I would die, Sorry to say that I will forever live, Knowing that soon you will forgive, How can you stare me down as you do, I speak of certain things to you, I raise my axe with pride, Jugglette For Life till the day I die.

Letter From A Friend In Iraq
These last two weeks have been remarkably long. Mostly because of the heat, but also because we are on the backside of the deployment so time has decided to slow down. One of the other squadrons here has already had the advance party for their replacements show up. It was funny seeing all these new people walking around looking a little lost. I guess that is what we looked like only a few months ago. It all changes pretty fast. But time has definitely slowed down. The other factor is the heat. I was turning an aircraft a few days ago right at sunrise (about 5:30 am) and the crew chief and I were commenting on how nice the morning was and how it was cool and the slight breeze was good. We looked at the temperature gauge and saw that it was only 40 deg Celsius. (For those, like me, who have to look it up, that is 104 deg Fahrenheit!) And that is the coolest part of the entire day. I thought the heat was bad before but it has been astounding these last few weeks.

A Letter To The One That Ran Away
I used to think you cared about me But with all you put me through it can't be I would rationalize why you weren't around And when I think about it now it just brings me down When you talked about him it was always bad did you ever stop to think that he is my dad you tried to be cool instead of being what you should have been some day I'll forgive you but right now I dont know if I can I think the only good things you ever gave me was a sister and a brother Hopefully some day you will figure out how to be a mother

Letter To The Bank
A 98 year old woman wrote this to her bank. The bank manager thought it amusing enough to have it published in the New York Times. Dear Sir: I am writing to thank you for bouncing my check with which I endeavored to pay my plumber last month. By my calculations, three nanoseconds, must have elapsed between his presenting the check and the arrival in my account of the funds needed to honor it. I refer, of course, to the automatic monthly deposit of my entire salary, an arrangement which, I admit, has been in place for only eight years. You are to be commended for seizing that brief window of opportunity, and also for debiting my account $30 by way of penalty for the inconvenience caused to your bank. My thankfulness springs from the manner in which this incident has caused me to rethink my errant financial ways. I noticed that whereas I personally attend to your telephone calls and letters, when I try to contact you, I am confronted by the impersonal, overchar

A Letter To My Family
I am sorry that Rebecca and I could not make it this week. Due to circumstances beyond our control, we were unable to attend the services. This was a passing that was the closest I have ever had to deal with. Aunt Fran was my favorite Aunt. The only way I have to morn is by writing this out. I want to share it with all of you. I love you. ~Donna As an Adult, you look back and think about the people in your life who have positively influenced you. Many people have made me who I am today. My Aunt Fran was one of those people in my life. She tragically passed suddenly, leaving many of us shocked and saddened by her departure. The only saving grace is that she did not linger. I spoke with Aunt Fran briefly on the phone 2 weeks ago. She was a little frustrated being in the Hospital, but just like she always was, very positive and cheerful. She always had a wonderful disposition. My Mother put it best when she said to me, “Fran always had a way of making everyone feel special”. Thi

A Letter
I am writing this letter to let anyone know who cares about me what is going on. A week ago I found out my daughters' grandfather has contracted MRSA and is fighting a battle with a staph infection that does not normally respond to treatment, even if it does now, it will come back until it shuts down all his organs and he dies. No one knows how long that will be. Friday I was told I have a heart murmur and possibly the start of kidney disease, I will know for sure on the 3rd Today I get a call from my very upset mother that the GSR test done on my brother and his gf came back and it turns out my little brother did not pull the trigger. He did not kill himself, he was murdered and because the cops screwed up the investigation they don't have enough proof to convict the bitch that killed him...they are deeming it a traggic accident, just a side note, his gf already had an ex lover put in jail for killing another guy for her so she knows the system. I am not looking for sympat

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 me

Letter To Lostangel Be4 I Blocked Him
1st of all you lied and said you & Hot & Fluffy broke up. then you asked "me" to go date you!!! Thats just not right. Then you, every other day, you DEMAND that i give you this or that. i said a PROVACATIVE pix, NOT an nudie. I said NO and you dont respect that. Nor do you respect that my Fu-Hubby and BFF Dark Prince almost died and i was scared and crying over it. You dont care that i am exhausted over my infusions to help my MS. all you want to do is GET GET GET!!!! I bought you a genral lee or a KITT, i dont remember but you really wanted it, so i got it for you. But yout dont seem to have appreciated it at all. you never said TY or nothing. I am NOT a slave!!!! But you treat me like I owe you without being appreciatibve!!! NOT RIGHT!!!! You bought me in an aution, not as a slave which is how you treat me. you dont respect that i am exhuasted from my infusions and physically wore out. You just want what you want. Its only the 10th. i had all month to give you what i promised. You

Letter
Letter from God to women If you ever look at yourself and feel that you don't measure up, readthis 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 alsokeep stored in your heart! Enjoy, and remember who you are... Letterfrom God to WomenWhen I created the heavens and the earth, I spoke them into being. WhenI created man, I formed him and breathed life into his nostrils. Butyou, woman, I fashioned after I breathed the breath of life into manbecause your nostrils are too delicate. I allowed a deep sleep to comeover him so I could patiently and perfectly fashion you. Man was put to sleep so that he could not interfere with thecreativity. From one bone, I fashioned you. I chose the bone thatprotects man's life. I chose the rib, which protects his heart and lungs and supports him, asyou are meant to do. Around this one bone, I shaped you.... I modeled you. I created you perfectly and beautifully. Your characteristi

A Letter To My Father
I remember seeing mother sit in the kitchen and cry, All because you hit her and didnt tell her why. The pain and suffering you put all of us through, No wonder I grew up and got rid of you. Seeing my mother in so much pain, It always felt like acid rain. I knew the nights to stay away from you, But it was to often you acted like a fool. How would you feel if that was me, Someone whooping my %#&@$! all up and down the street. Im your little girl and always have been, but you taught me a huge lesson about sin. Looking down on me in the hospital bed, You tell yourself my little girl was almost dead. But father I'm not. So this letter is to you, So you can see what you put me through. Mother taught me to stay strong, And you taught me to fear. But no more will I do that, because I refuse to shed another tear. This letter is to you so you can see, How strong of a women you made out of me.

A Letter !
I am not Jamie Spears. I am not a millionaire fake celeb. I am not Bristol Palin. Do you think either of these girls will walk into their local welfare office and wait hours, just for that extra $100 a month in foodstamps? Will they ever spend week after week on the phone with operators hired by a privatized Medicaid system, trying to find a doctor who will actually see their asthmatic child? Will they spend years fighting the Attorney General's office for child support, waiting a year just to get to court? Will they ever try to pay for their generic can of beans with WIC coupons and be treated like a leper? Have someone roll their eyes as they buy food with food stamps after they just got off an eight-hour shift standing on thier feet, cutting nasty hair? Have you ever heard your child scream for you as you left for work--the seventh day in a row? Have you ever had someone look at you like you were a piece of shit simply because you had a child as a teenager, stuck around, raised t

Letter To Our Girls And Potential Canidates...
You do not have to be a BBW to join VIPER girls. This is for ALL women who are proud of who they are and not afraid to show it. We want REAL women, ones who do not need or want every male eye on them. We do NOT accept anyone who sells them selves or has several folders of pictures of themselves in lingerie or swimsuits in disturbing poses. Self depreciating, demeaning or unethical attitudes on profiles is prohibited by our members. Slavery, submissive or chattle type references are not allowed. While we understand that these terms are of a sexual orientation nature and do not in and of themselves mean that you have low self esteem or lack self respect this can appear as a weakness that some people may exploit. We want VIPER girls to be BIG, huge in fact. We would like to take this to the level of the Suicide Girls. A web site, calendars, t-shirts, posters. We may have a personal photographer who is willing to help us make that happen. Join now for a chance at something big in the futu

Letter To Whom It May Concern...
To whom it may concern: As if I believe it did... On second thought I know that it doesnt So I should change the attention to To whom it never concerned. To whom it never concerned: It never concerned you that I cared. It never concerned you that I cried. It never concerned you that I loved. It never concerned you that I hurt. It never concerned you that I lived. What concerns me now is that I did. Composed on October 28, 2008

Letter To My Lover
I hope you know how much I love you! Although I don't think I could ever tell you how much. I want to be with you so badly right now. I want to sneak up behind you while you are reading this and give you a kiss on the neck. I am kissing you so softly that you aren't even sure if I am really there or not. But I turn you around and start kissing your lips. So soft and gentle. Then I start kissing you deeper and deeper. It feels so good to touch your lips again. I slowly pull you away from the computer and make you lean into me while I kiss you. You feel something really hard in my pants. I think you know what it is. You are surprised by how hard he is right now. It just makes you want him even more. But I don't want you to have him right now. I kiss you for so long that we both run out of breath, and are panting. We are leaning against the back of your couch. I slowly lift you over the top of it and lay you down on it. You look so beautiful lying there. I slowly take your shirt and br

Letter To Scrapper
My original Account 211368 I_Come_in_Peace. Which I shared with my Lady Friend has been hacked.That account since sept,4 th 2006.I believe.This same hackers has also taken control of my orig.YB account has deleted my original Photobucket account.messed with my imeen,deleeted all players an fixed my u tube so i have no codes on my players. My Email addy on this accont has been changed so has password,with no record of Troutmaster48@yahoo.com few weeks back i did get a message from u all at my yahoo mail but unfortunately Ignored it. The salute is for Lakota princess most morphs in this account are mine. Is there anyway u can take control of this account an give it back to me? if you can't can u please delete it. If u all remeber sept.07 u all deleted 1500 pictures from me on this account,all but my salutes,which aren't there no more.lots of personal stuff on this account belngs to me. Please let me know Jeff

The Letter
A couple of weeks after my adventures down at the garage I plucked up the courage to have another go at doing an ‘accidental’ flash. I’d become so aroused by my previous flashes that I’d become addicted to the feelings exhibitionism gave me. This time, I decided to treat my postman to a sight of my naked body. I had to plan the flash quite carefully, and decided to post myself a recorded delivery letter that would need signing for. I reckoned that the letter would arrive on Saturday morning and Steve, the postman, would have to knock on my door to get my signature. He usually delivered the post at about nine in the morning, so I got up a little earlier than usual to decide on my outfit. After showering I put on my very short black silk kimono. It’s a bit too small for me; my large breasts are barely contained by the material even if the belt is wrapped tightly around. I adjusted the lapels to make sure that most of my soft white breasts were on display, leaving my nipples just hidd

Letting Go
One day I was praying for something to happen to me. As I looked there I saw something falling from the sky. The she was in my lap wings was torn and I looked into her eyes I she saw my soul. My heart felt full for only a minute. Then she began to speak with soft spoken words. She said the things I needed to hear. To fill my heart for only a season. As she helped with her grace I thought I new what I want was her. The came up from the ground a spirit so dark. I felt her breath clear my face and I forgot my saving grace. Before I knew I was in a spell and then woke up and found myself in hell. How I got here I will not know expect that I let my angel go.

Letter To Hope
i sit here and dream of a love so strong that the wind and rain sing songs of joy i want desire and passion but i am beginning to think love like that is only in fairy tales and movies i dont remember what it feels like to be with some one who wants me or someone who enjoys holding each other or kissing in the rain.. long walk to nowhere just to be with eachother dreams and empty wishes i need to ask my heart to forgive me for believeing i was worth dreaming of love.. maybe i had my chances of love..i tend to think that i should let go of my silly dreams of love.. im not sure how to turn of a dream ..one lesson i wish i knew..i need to step away from my dreams and my wanting..so maybe i can heal the whole in my heart the emptyness that fills my soul a hollow feeling of nothing ..but wanting..that i do wish would go away.. i sit here and pray to the goddess to plz turn off the feeling i have inside ..i ask my heart to forgive me for believeing i could ever be w

Letting Go Of Understanding
Deeper Meanings All of us who seek to be conscious and aware regard our experiences as teachers, and we try to discern what lessons we are learning from the things that happen in our lives. Sometimes the lesson is very clear from the get-go, and other times we have to really search to understand the deeper meaning behind some event. While this search often yields results, there also comes a point in the search where what we really need to do is move forward. It is possible that we are not meant to know the deeper meaning of certain occurrences. Answers may come later in our lives, or they may come as a result of letting go, or they may never come. We are all part of a complex system of being, and things work themselves out in the system as a whole. Sometimes we are just playing a necessary part in that process with a result larger than we can understand. It may have very little to do with us personally, and while that can be hard to understand, it can also free us from overthinki

Letter Of Explaination
this is the current letter I sent to our Attn'y General's office: I wrote you a week ago about our current situation and have not seen a response. I am in URGENT need of your help...Just in case this is someone unfamilar with my case, I will give you the facts you should need to get caught up. After 6 years of marriage and children, Mr. Robert Rudolph Groce Jr. and myself [Michelle Narum] divorced. I have custody of the kids. He was allowed the typical Wednesday, every-other-weekend and holidays in the custody arrangement. [We won't get into how poorly he kept up his end of the deal on just this aspect.] He was ordered to pay $450 a month total in support for his son, J and daughter, A . At many points Mr. Groce was in arrears. Additional funds were taken to suppliment this as time went on, and his employment remained at places who removed the amounts directly from his check; after I had to go to Human Resources for assistance in the forms of food stamps, AFDC and Medicade wh

Letter To My Fella Mployees
Letter to my fella Mployees; Hey ya'll! It's me Frankie from the home office: Let me tell ya death comes quick, in my neighborhood, these days. You shut your eyes and you may not wake up! Life to these fools around here is like dirt under their feet and if it ain't their dirt they don't care about it. Over the last few months Mutha fuckas have been dropping like flies around this bitch. Even OG DJ Mix Master Smoove in the front office got whacked a few days ago. If that old fool could get blindsided what chance have I got? He was fully vested in his 401k and getting ready to retire when he got the ax. Yeah, they don't even have the decency to shoot mutha fuckas, they axem around here. I tell you my friends, I am skeered as shit of what might happen if the economy doesn't make a drastic upswing and soon. Well keep your heads down and pray that things turn around soon but in the meantime... YOU BETTA BRACE YOSELFS FOOLS!!!

Let The Rain Kiss
To those who lack the strengh to bring the day to a close, Let the rain cry for them So they dont have to weep for themselves. For those who feel pain In the hollow shafts of their hearts, Let the rain remind the of its sympathy And how it once saved them from loneliness, With its ever present rythm On their smoky window panes As they sat, alone, in the darkness. For those who have lost someone, who trudged on, gray and wrinkled, with remorse, Let the rain touch their shoulder And give its gentle hand to hold. For those who have passed, Who sleep deep within the earth, Let the rain cleanse their darkened faces. For those ailed with sickness, Who wish pain no more, Let the rain heal their wounds, Let it breathe life into their souls And bring them happiness again. For those who are young, But feel a lack of love, Let the rain wrap them in its arms And rock them to sleep. And for those who have lost love, Let them feel the rain's kiss So t

Letter To My Love
dont cry mah love i promise its all okay its not over its just a bit delayed dont fret for me mah heart dont fall into the pain smile because you know that i'll see you again dont worry about tomorrow just live your life for today dont take for granted anything that makes the hurt go away dont think that i dont love you or that i never really cared dont think that because im gone away that now for you theres nothing there dont forget how much you love me how im always on your mind the memories will hurt for now but will make you smile in time for now i have to leave you and go to that tavern in the sky and i ask these things of you because i never want to make you cry i never want to be the cause of a single tear that you may shed although i may be physically gone our love, our past, is never dead please dont ever forget me its selfish to want i know but when you find that one to replace me i want a part of your heart that she can never go keep me inside your heart and so

Letting Go
Letting Go For so long I have known And I dread the coming days As I watch this Greek Like tragedy As in my life out it plays As each day falls off the calendar Like a blade it slices my skin Another scar from a lost day Another battle I did not win I know my time draws short And soon you will be gone from sight And each long day Will turn to still longer nights All I can do is sit and watch Like watching two trains collide Powerless to stop the outcome From my eyes it cannot hide Of all the hard things In this life that I know The hardest for me to do Is simply Letting Go

Letter To My Big Boss Too Keep Someone From Getting Fired...
As requested, here is the interaction I witnessed Lisa dealing with San Lopez as well as my own dealings with her. I was training to work the Host Podium with Lisa on December 15th and 16th. During that time Lisa received a phone call from a guest named San Lopez. From what I observed during this phone call Ms. Lopez was angry about a jacket and boom box that she was suppose to receive but hadn’t. I was standing at one of the computers helping a guest while Lisa was at the other speaking to her. I could hear her voice from that far and she was very angry. Lisa on the other hand, was polite and professional and apologized multiple times to Ms. Lopez about the situation. She tried explaining the situation with the shipping to Ms. Lopez, but I do not think Lisa was getting through to her. About five to ten minutes later, Lisa said that she would email and see is it was possible to get the items Ms. Lopez was wanting. Ms. Lopez still didn’t seem very happy and Lisa ended the conversa

A Letter Never Sent
How dare you smile at the thought of another! Why don't I cause that? You have the nerve to call me your soulmate, and yet look at where we are! You said only I know how to calm your spirit and touch your wings. Only I know your heart and soul. And where are we now? No where. You promised your love to me forever. Just another lie. You were ready to take this vow before God! Now there is no more "we", only "me" here and "you" there. Why wasn't I enough? What happened to honor? Pride? All you have is ego. I gave you my heart and soul, things I have kept hidden, protected and shut away always! I handed them to you no questions asked, just a simple request, "Please take good care of them". You said you would but you treated them like shit! I can never take them back, even if I wanted to, they were gifts to you do what you wanted to. All I can do is pick up all the little broken pieces you've dropped and haven't noticed were missing, collect and care for them until I am whole once again. Wh

Letting Go
As I walked on the beach this afternoon, as the wind touched my face. As I left foot prints behind me...I let go of all the thigs of 2008. I've had it rough with the dissapointments and the let downs. Hurt from relationships that went wrong or didn't stand a chance. I've had some good times, and met alot of great people. My life has been blessed with alot. I know now that when I step out of God's grace I lose the blessings. I did met, this one guy Name Joey. He's a wonderful person to know. He's been having it rough in his life and I hope and pray that things work out for the good. May he never ever feel empty, but always full of love. And as for all of thos great friends of mine that are on here on Fubar..I love u with all of my heart. And thank you for standing with me even when someone was trying to do wrong by me. I love u guys for that...muah! so when things are not clear, take a walk any where and leave the foot prints behind and look to the future...from my heart

Let Them Go
This is for anyone who hasn't let go... :( A learning lesson on 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. (The Bible says that "they came out from us that it might be made manifest that they were not for us. For had they been of us, no doubt they would have continued with us. " [1 John 2:19] ) People leave you because they are not really 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 y

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 for your dearest family, They'll be here later on. 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 middle of the night. When you think of my life on earth,

Let The Right One In
Oh.My.God A fragile, anxious boy, 12-year-old Oskar is regularly bullied by his stronger classmates but never strikes back. The lonely boys wish for a friend seems to comes true when he meets Eli, also 12, who moves in next door to him. But Elis arrival coincides with a series of gruesome deaths and attacks. Though Oskar realizes that she's a vampire, his friendship with her is stronger than his fear... Swedish filmmaker Tomas Alfredson weaves friendship, rejection and loyalty into a disturbing, darkly atmospheric, yet unexpectedly tender tableau of adolescence. The feature is based on the best-selling novel by John Ajvide Lindqvist, which the U.K. press qualified as "reminiscent of Stephen King at his best." A MUST see. -REL

A Letter From Leonard Peltier 11/5/08
IMPORTANT LETTER FROM LEONARD PELTIER Current mood:radical Category: News and Politics A Letter from Leonard Peltier 11/5/08 My Relatives and Friends, Last night a change in this country took place that not too long ago many people said would never happen. An African-American was elected to the White House and by a major landslide, which gives him a mandate by the public to fulfill his promises. This landslide indicates the people have placed their hope with this man they call their president for a change in this country. HOPE. There have been times if I can even recall what it really means to have hope that justice is right around the corner. I've been mislead and disappointed so many times that I would soon see justice and to have it denied upon a technicality in legal appeals. Or like what happened eight years ago. Everyone placed their hope and trust with a couple named Bill and Hillary, but we were betrayed at the last minute. I know that many of my friends, fa

Letting Go!
well im letting go....ive found that he really doesnt want me or the baby..im tired of being stressed out so bad that it makes me cramp etc....i cannot continue to put myself thru this nor the baby nor him....i would rather have his friendship than not have him at all...but right now I have to be mad at him ya know

Let The Rant Begin
Ahhh Shit. Its time for some Korn to be blaring in my ears. Hang on a Sec.. Oh yes..This is the good Stuff. Louder..Mhmm. Okay! Lets get this shit started. Lately things outside of what I show has been rough. Only one person knows what I'm talking about. And it will probably remain that way. He's been there for me since day one, even when I didnt need him. But I footly appricate it. Anyways.. Yes, things have been rough. Emotions high,feeling low. Work doesnt help. Bullshit customers who think they know what the fuck they are talking about, but in all reality, they are just like little kids with new toys. And todays youth isnt any better. They only want it becuase its expensive and now a status symbol. Unaware of its full capabilites, they waste it, abuse it,and eventually break it.But oh well. Its not my money. Even though my ipod touch has two little scratches on the screen.Haha. I'm rough with things. On a lighter note. My hair looks good.Need to lighten

A Letter"
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Let The Flames Begin
What a shame, we all became, such tragic broken things a memory remains, just a tiny spark I give it all my oxygen so let the flames begin so let the flames begin oh glory, oh glory This is, how we'll dance when They try to take us down this is what will be, oh glory Somewhere weakness is our strength and I'll die searching for it I can't let myself regret, such selfishness My pain and all the trouble caused, no matter how long I believe that there's hope Buried beneath it all and Hiding beneath it all and Growing beneath it all... This is, how we'll dance when They try to take us down this is what will be, oh glory This is,how we'll stand when when they burn our houses down this is what will be, oh glory Reaching as I sink down into life Reaching as I sink down into life This is how we'll dance when they try to take us down this is how we'll sing, oh This is how we'll stand when they burn our houses down this is what will be, oh gl

Letting Go But Not Forgetting
Due to events in my life in the last few years I have taken a long hard look at things. One of the things that I have been pondering is the statement I have heard from more than a few people giving me advice. That statement is "You have got to forget your past and move on...or You have to let go of your past and move on." Here is what I have concluded about those two statements. You basically have three options with those two statements (that many people do not see being different from one another). First, you can forget your past. Second, you can let go of your past. And finally you can say that you choose to let go of and forget your past. The first and third option basically say that to move on you have to forget all that happened. I don't agree with this. It is through our past that we learn how to make better decisions for our future. If we forget what has happened to us, then we take the risk of making the same mistakes again. Like the saying, "Those who do not learn from

The Letter "c"
Rules: It's harder than it looks! Copy to your own note, erase my answers, enter yours. Use the first letter of your name to answer each of the following questions. They have to be real — nothing made up! If the person before you had the same first initial, you must use different answers. You cannot use any word twice and you can't use your name for the boy/girl name question. 1. What is your name: Carianne 2. A four-letter word: core 3. A boy's name: Charles 4. A girl's name: Cyndi 5. An occupation: Chef 6. A color: Cerulean 7. Something you wear: Chonies 8. A food: Cheesecake! 9. Something found in the

A Letter
Luke AFB is west of Phoenix and is rapidly being surrounded by civilization that complains about the noise from the base and its planes, forgetting that it was there long before they were. A certain lieutenant colonel at Luke AFB deserves a big pat on the back. Apparently, an individual who lives somewhere near Luke AFB wrote the local paper complaining about a group of F-16s that disturbed his/her day at the mall. When that individual read the response from a Luke AFB officer, it must Have stung quite a bit. The complaint: 'Question of the day for Luke Air Force Base: Whom do we thank for the morning air show? Last Wednesday, at precisely 9:11 A.M, a tight formation of four F-16 jets made a low pass over Arrowhead Mall, continuing west over Bell Road at approximately 500 feet.. Imagine our good fortune! Do the Tom Cruise-wannabes feel we need this wake-up call, or were they trying to impress the cashiers at Mervyns early bird special? Any response would be appreciated.

Letter.....
If I ever go to war Mom, Please don't be afraid. There are some things I must do, To keep the promise that I made. I'm sure there will be some heartache, And I know that you'll cry tears, But your son is a Soldier now, Mom, There is nothing you should fear. If I ever go to war Dad, I know that you'll be strong. But you won't have to worry, Cause you taught me right from wrong. You kept me firmly on the ground, yet still taught me how to fly. Your son is a Soldier now Dad, I love you Hooah, Even if I die. If I ever go to war Bro, There are some things I want to say. You've always had my back, and I know it's my time to repay. You'll always be my daybreak, through all of life's dark clouds, Your Bro is a Soldier now, Bro, I promise I'll make you proud. If I ever go to war Sis, don't you worry bout me, I always looked out for you, but I can't do that anymore, Cause I'm a big bro to all in America. I love you so much and you know that, Your Brother a soldier now Sis,

Letter From Grandpa
GrandPa's Letter I Guess you heard that 68% of the youth vote went to Obama. My granddaughter called this morning to tell me she was one of them. I replied with this e-mail: Dear Susan, The election of Obama comes down to this. Your grandmother and I, your mother, and other productive, wage-earning tax payers will have their taxes increased and that means less income left over. Less income means we will have to cut back on basic purchases, gifts and handouts. That includes firing the Hispanic lady who cleans our house twice a month. She just lost her ob. We can't afford her anymore. What is the economic effect of Obama's election on you personally? Over the years, your grandmother and I have given you thousands of dollars in food, housing, cash, clothing, gifts, etc. By your vote, you have chosen another family over ours for help. So in the future, if you need assistance with your rent, money for gas, tires for your car, someone to bring you lunch, etc. ... c

A Letter To Hayden
I'm thinking back on the past, how beautiful you would be if you were here in my arms. I'm sorry mommy couldn't hold on longer, i'd give anything to hold you, even just once. Your in heaven, where you will be safe. I wish things were different, and i wish your daddy wasn't such a jerk, otherwise you would be here. You helped me grow as a person, and i know Daniel, and your great grandparents are looking after you. Your my angel, looking after mommy everyday, keeping me holding onto life, and reality. My beautiful guardian angel, i imagine your smile, It's been over a year since i lost you, but i know your always in my heart, you know, you would be 7 months old this month. You will never be forgotten. Hayden Skylar (11/23/06-1/12/07)

Letter From Management
Dear employees, Due to the current financial situation caused by the slowdown of economy, Management has decided to implement a scheme to put workers of 40 years of age and above on early retirement. This scheme will be known as RAPE (Retire Aged People Early). Persons selected to be RAPED can apply to management to be eligible for the SHAFT scheme (Special Help After Forced Termination). Persons who have been RAPED and SHAFTED will be reviewed under the SCREW program (Scheme Covering Retired Early Workers). A person may be RAPED once, SHAFTED twice and SCREWED as many times as Management deems appropriate. Persons who have been RAPED can only get AIDS (Additional Income for Dependants & Spouse) or HERPES (Half Earnings for Retired Personnel Early Severance). Obviously persons who have AIDS or HERPES will not be SHAFTED or SCREWED any further by Management. Persons who are not RAPED and are staying on will receive as much S

Letting Go
Today I did probably the hardest thing I've ever had to do in my life, and anybody that knows me, knows I don't cry in front of people, and I spent most of the morning crying in front of anybody that saw me. I don't feel like going into major details, but I just want to apologize now to anybody that might think I'm being iffy, blah, or shitty or whatever when I talk to them. I'm not mad at anybody. I'm just not the girl that can hide her own emotions and feelings to worry about everyone else anymore. She's starting to come first. And I dont apologize for that.... It's just time to let go of some things, and realize it shouldnt be that hard when there's nothing there you're honestly holding onto....

Letter To God
God I write you this to tell you what a blessing you gave our Family, My Nonna was probably if not truly the greatest blessing our family ever had. She was the backbone of our family held us together in hard times and was the focus point during good times. She always had an available ear to listen and a free shoulder when you needed a hug. The great distance didn't matter to my Nonna she had a way of always making me feel like she was right here with me. I do understand the reason you created us with a time limit, I just want you to know what you now gained by her passing. She truly is a being of patience and understand. Full of love, never quick to judge. Truly a special kinda of person. Please take her into you glorious kingdom with pride for some have remembered what decent living is, and have instilled in other better values than some display here. Thank you lord for the gift of my Nonna.

The Letter
Based on... not telling! >.> But yeah, this is in letter form. That's... uh. Why it's called "The Letter". ---- Have I told you lately what you do? Have I told you how good your eyes look, when you're on your knees? When you stare up at me, when your mouth is warm and soft and suckling, when you look past me... throbbing... and your gaze is all for my eyes? Have I told you how much I love your throat? How much I love to bite it and kiss it, and lash it with the tip of my tongue, and soothe it with my lips? Have I told you how I enjoy pinning you? To a wall, over a desk, to the bed, to the floor... Have I said lately that I love how your mouth tastes? Have you seen me lick my lips after I take a taste of you? I can taste you for hours, on my tongue, on my lips. I love the feel of your fingers in my hair, I love the way you pull, I love the way you pant "Oh fuck" in my ear right before you cum, like you never expected it, like every fiery merging is a surprise...

The Letter R
It makes you think! Rules: It's harder than it looks! Copy to your own note, erase my answers, & enter yours. Use the first letter of your name to answer each of the following questions. They have to be real... nothing made up! If the person before you had the same first initial, you must use different answers. You cannot use any word twice and you can't use your name for the boy/girl name question. Have Fun! 1. What is your name: Robyn 2. A four letter word: Rock 3. A boy's name: Roger 4. A girl's name: Rachael 5. An occupation: Researcher 6. A colour: Red 7. Something you wear: Ring 8. A food: Rice 9. Something found in the bathroom: Ring around the bathtub 10. A place: Reno 11. A reason for being late: Rain 12. Something you shout: RUN! 13. A movie title: Rent 14. Something you drink: Rum 15. A musical group: Ramones 16. An animal: Rat 17. A street name: Rankin Blvd 18. A type of car: Ranger 19. The title of a song: Run

Letters
It makes you think! Rules: It's harder than it looks! Copy to your own note, erase my answers, & enter yours. Use the first letter of your name to answer each of the following questions. They have to be real... nothing made up! If the person before you had the same first initial, you must use different answers. You cannot use any word twice and you can't use your name for the boy/girl name question. Have Fun! 1. What is your name: John 2. A four letter word: Jerk 3. A boy's name: Justin 4. A girl's name: Jessica 5. An occupation: Journalist 6. A colour: Jazzberry Jam (don't believe me? check here http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_Crayola_crayon_colors) 7. Something you wear: Jacket 8. A food: Jellybeans 9. Something found in the bathroom: Jizz 10. A place: Jamaica 11. A reason for being late: Jet lag 12. Something you shout: Jump! 13. A movie title: Jumanji 14. Something you drink: Juice 15. A musical group: Joan Jett & the Blackhea

Letting The Kids Down...
I'm constantly letting my kids down.. It's starting to wear on me something fiercely.. I was in such a rush with getting this car inspected, that I had missed a very important part.... Where the rear axle is located, and connected to the frame of the car, there was a rust hole... Not a large one, but bad enough. I have just come back from picking the car up. There is no fix for this damage. People will say to weld it, but in NY, welding of the frame will not pass either... I also had gotten 4 tickets in the past 2 weeks for this car, which I have to go to court for on Wednesday... All damn "fix-it" tickets, but still... money..that i don't really have, being a single dad of two kids... I put 60 into it for new lights in the back, and several hours worth of work myself.... but I could only get 50 bucks from the junkyard for it... He's going to turn around and sell that beautifully running engine for 800...It's not fair, but nobody will give more then that for a car a

Let The Light Immerse Your Soul
Let the Light Immerse Your Soul, From a single candle burning in the darkness, Healing envelop your soul, Under the water, Into the fresh air & Beyond. The birds still sing delicate, The bat's unleash there solar energy, The Mice hide in there cosy hole,s, The bugs sleep as snug as a rug! The Tide still roll's, In glints of silver & blue, Under the sparkling stars & silver Moon, The cleansing can begin from within, If you give yourself time. To put things right & undo strings, That bind you in there spidery webs of silk, Withhold the power of the hand,s, On Pen & Paper & rubbish you have dealt. Peace & Blessing, Kind Regards onto all!

.lettuce-wrap Tacos With Black Beans And Corn
LETTUCE-WRAP TACOS WITH BLACK BEANS AND CORN 1 cup canned, no-salt-added black beans, rinsed and drained1/2 cup frozen whole-kernel corn, thawed1 small Italian plum (Roma) tomato, diced1/2 small avocado, diced2 tablespoons snipped fresh cilantro1 tablespoon fresh lemon juice1/2 teaspoon chili powder8 Bibb lettuce leaves1/2 cup shredded low-fat Monterey Jack cheese1/2 cup salsa (lowest sodium available) In a small bowl, stir together the beans, corn, tomato, avocado, cilantro, lemon juice and chili powder. Spoon 1/4 cup bean mixture into the center of each lettuce cup. Top with the Monterey Jack and salsa. For tacos, fold the sides of the lettuce over the filling. For burritos, roll the lettuce to enclose the filling, tucking the ends in. Secure each burrito with a toothpick. Makes four servings of two tacos each. Nutrition information per serving: Calories, 170; total fat, 6.5 grams; saturated fat, 2.5 grams; trans fat, 0 gram; polyunsaturated fat, 0.5 gram; monounsaturated fat, 3 gram

A Letter I Found....
Dear American liberals, leftists, social progressives, socialists, Marxists and Obama supporters, We've stuck together since the late 1950s, but the whole of this latest election process has made me realize that I want a divorce. I know that we tolerated each other for many years for the sake of future generations, but sadly this relationship has run its course. Our two ideological sides of America cannot and just will not ever agree on what's right. So let's just end it right now while we can do it on friendly terms. We can smile, shake hands, chalk it up to irreconcilable differences and each go our own way. So here's a model separation agreement. Our two groups can equitably divide up the country by land mass, each taking a portion. That's going to be the difficult part, but I'm sure our two sides can come to a friendly agreement. After that, it should be relatively easy. Our respective representatives can effortlessly divide other assets since both sides have such distin

A Letter With Significance
To All My Valued Employees, There have been some rumblings around the office about the future of this company, and more specifically, your job. As you know, the economy has changed for the worse and presents many challenges. However, the good news is this: The economy doesn't pose a threat to your job. What does threaten your job however, is the changing political landscape in this country. However, let me tell you some little tidbits of fact which might help you decide what is in your best interests. First, while it is easy to spew rhetoric that casts employers against employees, you have to understand that for every business owner there is a back story. This back story is often neglected and overshadowed by what you see and hear. Sure, you see me park my Mercedes outside. You've seen my big home at last year at a Christmas party. I'm sure; all these flashy icons of luxury conjure up some idealized thoughts about my life. However, what you don't see is the back story. I st

Letting Go Of The Past
Someone hurts us or we have a negative experience. Rather than brush away the pain, many of us get stuck emotionally, lick our wounds, allow ourselves to become afraid. Time passes and it becomes harder to move forward. Before we know it, years have passed. To become more fulfilled in the present and more excited about the future, many of us need to learn to let go of the past. Clear your mind of the negative chatter and concentrate on how you can grow from the pain you have survived. Reflect on the positive aspects of moving on, such as how letting go of the past opens up room for better things to come into your life.

Letter To Irs
"Dear IRS, I'm sorry to inform you that I'm not going to be able to pay the taxes owed on April 15th, but all is not lost. I paid these taxes, accounts receivable tax, building permit tax, CDL tax, corporate income tax, dog license tax, federal income tax, unemployment tax, gas tax, hunting license tax, fishing license tax, waterfowl stamp tax, inheritance tax, inventory tax, liquor tax, luxury tax, Medicare tax, city tax, school and county property tax up to 33% the last four years. Real estate tax, Social Security tax, road use tax, toll road tax, state and city sales tax, recreational vehicle tax, sales franchise tax, state unemployment tax, federal excise tax, telephone tax, telephone federal state and local surcharge tax, telephone minimum usage surcharge tax, telephone state and local tax, utility tax, vehicle tax, registration tax, capital gains tax, lease severance tax, oil and gas assessment tax, Colorado property tax, Texas, Colorado, Wyoming, Oklahoma, Mexico sales tax and m

A Letter From God - Did You Get This One?
One day God was looking down at Earth and saw all of the rascally behavior that was going on. So he called one of His angels and sent the angel to Earth for a time. When he returned, he told God, 'Yes, it is bad on Earth; 95% are misbehaving and only 5% are not.’ God thought for a moment and said, 'Maybe I had better send down a second angel to get another opinion.' So God called another angel and sent him to Earth for a time. When the angel returned he went to God and said, 'Yes, it's true. The Earth is in decline; 95% are misbehaving, but 5% are being good.' God was not pleased. So He decided to e-mail the 5% that were good, because he wanted to encourage them, and give them a little something to help them keep going. Do you know what the e-mail said? Okay, I was just wondering, because I didn't get one either.....

Letter To Obama...
Got this in my email today and it just made me LOL~~Maybe someone else can find humor in it also~~HA! ****no political drama,,just giggles**** Have a great Sunday my friends~~LiL~ Body: Dear President Obama, I enjoyed your speech about how everyone should take responsibility. Thank you for helping my neighbors with their mortgage payments. You know the one's down the street who,in the good times,refinanced their house several times and went on vacations to wonderful places,bought SUV's, ATV's, RV"s, installed an in ground pool, a big screen TV, two Wave Runners and a Harley. I was wondering, since I'm paying my mortgage and now,theirs, could you arrange for me to borrow the Harley now and then? I promise to take care of it. R. F. Queen Creek, AZ P.S. They also need help with their credit cards, when do you want me to start making those payments? P.P.S. I almost forgot - they didn't file their income tax return this year. Sho

Let The Kids Ride
Big Brother has gone too far on this one. The OHV community is already hurting from the economy, now they cant sell youth equipment. Quality manufacturers like Honda, Kawasaki, Suzuki, and Yamaha are being hurt...and so is the sport. http://www.motoxposure.com/tv/video/letthekidsride.htm Support your OHV community and keep safe motorcycles and atv's available for the younger generation. Send a letter to Congress by click on the link below and filling out the information! http://www.tomself.com/

The Letter
A letter to an old friend Written in sadness and anger, Written never to send. The words on the page Words I want to say, But know I ne’er will… So in my heart, I’ll hold them close Knowing my anger grows, Both at him and myself…

A Letter To My One And Only Love
Sam, how I love thee. You are blood red dressed beauty that I longed for. You’re the red, pink, black loving Dark Lady that I dream of every night. I think of your sweet body, your mind and soul when I dream. I see you, I feel you, and I can smell you, taste you, and hear you in my dream every night. If only you were close to me right now, I’d be a very happy dark soul. When I was alone, I felt unloved, uncared for, like I was trash. But being in love with you….it’s quite the opposite. I feel loved. I feel cared for. Like never before. As I write this to you, my heart knows that you’re the one for me. The right now for me. We were meant to be. I feel that truth every day. I feel so much better knowing that you have a soul like mine on your mind every day and night. Your dark knight that you dream of every night like most girls do. This I find rather cute and sweet out of you anyway. I know are love is more like Shadow and Amy Rose. But then again…I think of you as Amy as you think of m

A Letter, Names And Company Removed.
> > To All My Valued Employees, > > > > > > There have been some rumblings around the > > office about the future of this company, and > > more specifically, your job. As you know, the > > economy has changed for the worse and > > presents many challenges. However, the good > > news is this: The economy doesn't pose a > > threat to your job.. What does threaten your > > job however, is the changing political > > landscape in this country. > > > > However, let me tell you some little tidbits of > > fact which might help you decide what is in your > > best interests. > > > > First, while it is easy to spew rhetoric that > > casts employers against employees, you have to > > understand that for every business owner there > > is a back story. This back story is often > > neglected and overshadowed by what you see and > > hear. Sure, you see me park my Mercedes > > outside. You've seen my big home at last years > > Christmas party. I'm sure; all these flashy

Letting You Go
Will you miss me when i'm gone? Have you truly heard my heart's song? I wonder if i'm removed from this space... How quickly would i be replaced? Replaced in your life, and in your heart... Was i truly there from the start? People come and people go.. In and out of life's flow. Some stay short, some stay longer... Those are the ones who are stronger. I've fought a good fight... The battle's done... Will you miss me when i'm gone?

A Letter To Momma
wings@mountainwings.com MountainWings A MountainWings Moment #9090 Wings Over The Mountains of Life This is an actual letter that my brother sent my mother. My mother said that it brought her to tears, and she sent it to me. Cheese Toast Dear Momma, I had to fix my dinner tonight since Stephanie is still recovering from Pneumonia. I heated up some vegetable soup and was preparing to make some cheese toast with it. It had been a very long time since I had eaten any cheese toast. As I was putting the butter on the bread and applying the cheese, I thought about all of the mornings that you fixed this for us before going to school. I remembered the cheese toast, the oatmeal with raisins, the buttered toast with syrup, the shredded wheat with bananas, and the heated orange juice. It wasn't until I had to go through the trouble of preheating the oven, getting out the bread, butter and cheese, aluminum foil, and fixing everything t

Let Them Shine
People change day by day, Hoping someone will show them the way. Some changes are for the best, And that’s when we are put to the test. Test your will to live, And also your will to give. Live like you were dying, And give with out trying. Trust in yourself to make the right choice. Scream loud so the world can hear your voice! Push through the hardships, And work out all broken relationships. Remember all the precious moments, And let go of all the false movements. Never forget the way they made your eyes glisten, And take the time to stop and listen. Hear them when they sit and cry. Hold them close when they are about to die. Tell them everything will be fine, And let them break loose and shine.

Letting Go Of My Wall's
I'm slowly letting go of all the wall's i've built around my heart and yet it's hard to let them all down i'm still scared i'm really not what you what you thought/wanted...i'm still scared your going to brake my heart by finding someone better then me i hope these feeling i have are wrong that i am someone you care alot about and would really love to be with....Though we have known eachother for a few year's now and we say i like you..i mean every word i say and i'm almost 100%sure you mean what you say yet i can't help but have a little doubt i've heard all this befor and i was crushed to learn it was all a lie...you can't blame me for what i feel and if you feel the same i can't blame you either....we have both learned the meaning of a relationship and how it can effect out body's heart's and mind's and how it hurt's to lose that person we wanted more then anything...On a nicer note...when i frist met you i was inpressed by the's kind heart genel way about your words i saw more then

Letting Go
This was up on the bulletin board at a place I go for classes and meetings and support groups and I thought I would share it here with all of you. It's about learning when to let 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 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 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 own destinies.> To "LET GO" is not to be protective. It's to permit another to face their reality.> To "LET GO

Letting Go Of Past
This was up on the bulletin board at a place I go for classes and meetings and support groups and I thought I would share it here with all of you. It's about learning when to let 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 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 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 own destinies.> To "LET GO" is not to be protective. It's to permit another to face their reality.> To "LET

A Letter Written By Benjaholic, '05
I just found this in the stash of things I left in Portland, OR, three years ago...: Dear Brother Arthur, ...disconnected and dismembering the telephone until the typewriter walks in... ...and we have to thank the Subhumans for playing an mpromptu tune out of a second floor window on Stark street a few years ago...and my friend Chris out on the ledge drinking his vacation away, sending out death growls to passersby, and not afraid to invite strange busking gutterpunks up from the street to have a toast...first a Dormouse scuttled into the efficiency and made a nest amid the cat hair balls. Soon there was Art all over the wall - words like "lucubration" - pictures prompting you to have a nice warm cup of shut-the-fuck-up - and stories so aptly told: of plants cared for by the Prabhupada, of siblngs raised with recorders in thier mouths, of platforms and pulleys erected to save the pines, of pugil sticks and tournaments in city parks, and of growing up on the street at thirt

Letting Go
I haven't come here for forgivenessI don't expect your sympathyThis scarred up, burnt out, hollow heartCame from letting the walls come downEvery shattered fiberEvery aching boneCame from a turned backWhen I left this fractured home

Letter To Grandma
dear grandma You're right....im the reason that i was pushing my family away. But what you dont relize is that im working on getting a relationship with my family. me and my dad are getting along better then before...me and my mom are still working on ours.And me and my sister are getting along great. Just because kaila,brian and eric went and got a car dont mean im ready to drive. i guess getting a house is not good enough for you. im not like the rest of my family..I DON'T want to drive right now...why because im not ready..and you know what its NOT my fault that we are homeless. i moved in with Nicole some time in october.Rent has not been paid sense july and the water sese october. i was asking you well b4 the cops came and told us not to stay and we had to get out. so its not my fault...you dont know the entire story. so thats where that statement came from...i asked for your help and to just send it to me. i sent u an email saying i needed the money and to email me back for the a

Letter To Proctor And Gamble
AN OPEN LETTER TO Mr. JAMES THATCHER, BRAND MANAGER, PROCTER & GAMBLE.- - - -Dear Mr. Thatcher, I have been a loyal user of your Always maxi pads for over 20 years, and I appreciate many of their features. Why, without the LeakGuard Core(tm) or Dri-Weave(tm) absorbency, I'd probably never gohorseback riding or salsa dancing, and I'd certainly steer clear of running up and down the beach in tight, white shorts. But my favorite feature has to be your revolutionary Flexi-Wings. Kudos on being the only company smart enough to realize how crucial it is that maxi pads be aerodynamic. Ican't tell you how safe and secure I feel each month knowing there's a little F-16 in my pants. Have you ever had a menstrual period, Mr. Thatcher? Ever suffered from "the curse"? I'm guessing you haven't. Well, my "time of the month" is starting right now. As I type, I can already feel hormonal forces violently surging through my body. Just a few minutes from now, my body will adjust and I'll be transformed

A Letter Form A Friend Asking Advice
This letter was written to one of my beautiful girl friends here. Like me she's survived cancer for over 15 years now. You wouldn't know it by looking at her or me but we are here and have to deal with it and all the other bs that goes with long term cancer survival. Her first and only husband left her with two children and cancer to tend to and she asked for some advise as he is leading her on still. Like I always said, "Life is a bitch.... and then you LIVE." Onward.I've been divorced 3 times and not one was easy to get through, but, in the long run I've managed to stay friends with all my exes to this day except for one that died of cancer. It's not easy, like I said, but you have to let go and love the most painful thing completely, ie., losing a very close relationship. It doesn't happen over night and it's best to stay as busy as you can doing something you enjoy to take your mind off of it. Your mind. That's where the secret lies and you controlling your emos not your loneliness

A Letter I Got From A 15 Year Old On Myspace
THIS IS A LETTER I GOT FROM A 15 YEAR OLD THAT WANTS TO BE MY FRIEND. I'VE NEVER HAD SEX WITH A MINOR BUT GET APPROACHED BY THEM CONSTANTLY ON MY DIfFERENT WEBSITES. JUST THOUGHT I'D GIVE YOU A LOOK AT THE FANTASIES OF THESE LITTLE GIRLS.My biggest fantasy has always been on the 4th of July. We are at our house waitin on fireworks to begin. I am wearing some jeans and a tanktop so you tell me to go in and change so I dont get too hot outside. You had bough me a dress that you knew would be too small and laid it on my bed. When I put it on I realize a bra wont fit under it. The dress is so tight what my nipples are perfectly visible through the thin material. I know Daddy HATES to see my pantylines, so I have to take my panties off too. When i come back outside you just smile at me and set me on your lap. I cant get comfortable so I squirm around alittle bit. I can feel something poking me and I hear you breath in deeply. I wondered if you were okay so I turned around straddleing you no

Let The Good Time Roll
I am loving the Classic comedy venue in Auckland. Last night was my second night and the audience were just great, explaining King William of Orange to complete strangers is the funniest fucking thing alive. It makes me realise how ridiculous The Orange Walk and crazy Glasgow Protestants really is.Luckily people are loving the show as are the critics. I do love New Zealand so much. Today I woke up and the sun shone for the first time since I got here but no doubt the rain will batter down before lunch time. I got up early to do the Kim and Corbett shows on More FM here in Auckland and those guys are just hilarious!Last night at The Classic I got to hang out after the show and saw wee Jimmy the 'small person' actor, he is about 3 feet tall, he came in with the tallest woman in the world, she is about 7 feet tall and I giggled. Yes, but Jimmy is a mate and he saw the madness in it as well. He and the tall lady are mates, who knew?Today Scott and Bridget who own the Classic are awaiting t

Letter To Bank
The letter, shown below, is an actual letter that was sent to a bank by a 96 year old woman. The bank manager thought it amusing enough to have it published in the New York Times. Dear Sir: I am writing to thank you for bouncing my check with which I endeavored to pay my plumber last month. By my calculations, three 'nanoseconds' must have elapsed between his presenting the check and the arrival in my account of the funds needed to honor it. I refer, of course, to the automatic monthly deposit of my entire salary, an arrangement which, I admit, has been in place for only eight years. You are to be com

Letter To A Military Spouse
Letter to a Military SpouseWhile I have never had the pleasure of meeting you and your husband, I felt the need to write you and express a very deep feeling that I have in my heart. I as a person, am not brave. I do not tackle things head on, as I hate confrontation. I will travel 100 miles out of my way just to avoid a conflict. I am a American woman that has no idea what is going on in the military other that what I hear on the news. I never had to let go of someone so that they could go fight for people that they did not 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 understa

The Letter
My Dear, As I set my eyes upon you I instantly know that it is you that I have always dreamed of. Beauty that proves you are descended from the Gods, for only they could come close to rivaling your beauty, and when you smile there is no comparison, because time stands still, and I am captivated in your heavenly visage. As you start to speak all the world seems to vanish and my ears are flooded with the most heavenly sound, more beautiful than a choir of angels. For no sound on earth could ever match your angelic voice. When I feel your touch time stops and I am lost in the ecstasy of your company, for you are all I want and all I need to make my life complete, I exist for naught but to serve you and make you happy. When our minds connect, I feel our souls touch, and I become one with you as we become whole, losing our individuality and becoming one together, complete, not two separate souls but an entirely new entity to take its place in the universe. As we part my w

Letting Go
** You came into my life when I list expected you. At first I was reluctant to accept you but as we became closer, I had no other choice but to fall for you. Many were not favor of this relationship, for what reason, I don’t know. So I promised myself to win this battle no matter what. ***It was very hard to adjust since I’m new with this kind of commitment. I tried everything to become perfect one for you. I had given you everything, my heart, my mind and my soul. You’ve always been my priority. I had set aside my family, my friends and yes, even myself. That’s how I LOVE YOU! *** I was preparing for our 18th monthsary then, when I woke up one morning only to find out that you were gone. You left me without giving me a reason. You abandoned me without giving a damn! I couldn’t explain the feeling that enveloped me during those times. I wanted to shout, I wanted to cry and I wanted to die. I didn’t know where to start. You’re my world and I did

Letter To Normals...
A Letter To: Normals Having FMS 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 FMS/MSP and its effects, and of those that think they know, many are actually mis-informed. 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 doesnt mean Im not still a human being. I have to spend most of my day in considerable pain and exhaustion, and if you visit I probably dont seem like much fun to be with, but Im 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 Ive been sick for years. I cant be miserable all th

Letting Some Steam Off
I AM DONE PLAYING NICE WITH YOU YES I AM TALKING ABOUT MY EX SO SHUT THE HELL UP AND LISTEN TO ME FOR ONCE IN YOUR LIL LIFE THAT YOU THINK YOU HAVE....I AM GOING TO WARN YOUR ONE TIME AND ONE TIME ONLY I AM DONE PLAYING THESE LIL GAMES WITH YOU....I HAVE WAAY TO MUCH TO FUKKING DEAL WITH RIGHT NOW....GORDON FUKKING CALL ME OR TEXT ME EITHER WAY JUST FUKKING DO IT....NOW DOWN TO BUSNIES WITH YOU AND I .... FOR ONE YOU HAVE OUR SONS WITH YOU... TWO THERE IS NOT FUKKING PAPER WORK THAT YOU HAVE custdy OF OUR SONS... NO COURT SAYING ANY THING ABOUT IT.... I WANT NOTHING TO DO WITH YOU...I WANT FUKKING CLOSER FROM YOU...I HAVE MOVED ON WITH MY LIFE I AM VERY HAPPY.... I JUST WANT TO SEE OUR SONS IS THAT TO MUCH TO FUKKING ASK YOU YOU SON OF A BITCH... YOU NEED TO GET OFF YOUR LAZY ASS AND LET OUR SONS SEE THERE GRADMOM AND DAD... YOU FUKKING JERK I HOPE YOU SEE THIS TOO..... I AM DONE PLAYING NICE... YOU WANTED ME TO TELL YOU HOW I FEEL WELL LIL BOY HERE IT IS ON THE NET FOR YOU TO SEE IT.

Letting Out Frustration
Just a Rant about relationships and life. There has been many times that I have wondered about finding just that right person to have the perfect relationship with. Many people think that having a relationship with someone means sharing everything with one another, or not sharing a damn thing with each other. I seriously doubt that has anything to do with it. I have been through many relationships in my time. Granted, I'm only 28 years old, but I think that I have the perfect idea for having a perfect relationship with that special someone. Heart break comes at a price, but it also has it's reward. Yes, the heart is broken for a time, but the momeries that are had are either good or bad, depending on how you look at them. The relationship I had gotten out of was like a 20 marriage ending violently with divorce with one side winning over the other person. The person I fell in love with was taken advantage of from me. I was also taken advantage of from her. S

A Letter To My Life.....
My love, I have tried with all my beingto grasp a form comparable to thine own,but nothing seems worthy;I know now why Shakespeare could notcompare his love to a summer’s day.It would be a crime to denounce the beautyof such a creature as thee,to simply cast away the precisionGod had placed in forging you.Each facet of your beingwhether it physical or spiritualis an ensnarementfrom which there is no release.But I do not wish release.I wish to stay entrapped forever.With you for all eternity.Our hearts, always as one.

Letters To Liesl
Dearest Liesl,Where were you? I waited inside that gazebo all freakin' night! WTF?That little douchebag Rolf kept coming by and looking for your Dad. I know I could kick his ass, but I’m a little spooked by his friends. They’re kind of angry all the time and they march funny.Oh, I just wanted to say that even though you claim to be 16 going on 17, I checked you out … you’re really like 26 or something … so its cool. Totally legal. Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone you lied on your profile. I definitely want us to do the Do-Re-Mi together ... though I don’t think that nun that’s living with you cares for me too much.How DO you solve a problem like Maria?Anyways, I just wanted to tell you that you are FUCKING HOT and I would climb ev’ry mountain for a chance to see some of my favorite things. Yeah, I'll BET your hills are alive.Ich Liebe Dich Baby,KetchPS How was the singing contest? Did you guys win?

A Letter
Dear Newest Love Interest in NY,I know you want me to come and see you. Believe me, if I had the money, I would have already flown out. My plans for travel this year have prevented it, thus far. I wish I had gotten a contract sooner, but I have have to make you wait until I'm back from being on tour, instead. I love you. I miss talking to you. every time I close my eyes, I dream of lying in your arms. I hope that's enough to sustain you until I can get there.Huggles and kissles,That Hobo You Know

A Letter For Rick
Dear Rick, Hi... How are you? I wanted to write you to let you know something you should know already, but I am thinking of you.. I have known of you for about seven or eight years now. It has been about two years since we have actually met eachother face to face. I remember the first night we spent to-gether.. i also remember when you showed me things about who i am, it was scary... your the first one i heard tell me about me being negative.. dont think i forgot that.. i could never forget... i also know how i fell into dispaer.. i also know who put us in hell... ill never forget that felling.... i want you to know i love you... God knows that more then anyone.. i pray to god to help us threw our financal issues right now.... you and i well be fine, you wait and see.... as long as we got eachother.... and stand together to help eachother out well be fine... youare my best friend.. you know me better than anyother soul..... thank you so much for all your love, for standing up for me

Letting Go
It is our holding on that leaves us stuck in a rut of victimization - feeling all alone, isolated and constantly on the defensive. Letting go is a choice we make on our own behalf. We choose to let go into life, into a natural world that welcomes us, into our own true nature. It can be frightening to let go of the familiar. So we don't have to let go all at once. We can let go little by little, one day at a time. Today we may choose to let go enough to smell the beauty of a rose. Or perhaps we may ask for a hug from someone who genuinely cares for us and respects our boundaries. The more open-handed we become, the more open our hearts are to receive life's gifts. I open my heart to receive. T. Thomas Surviving with Serenity

Letter Written By A Soldier
This is written by a young soldier serving his third tour of duty in Iraq. Thought you might find his take on the Michael Jackson news interesting and he's right. Okay, I need to rant. I was just watching the news, and I caught part of a report on Michael Jackson. As we all know, Jackson died the other day. He was an entertainer who performed for decades. He made millions, he spent millions, and he did a lot of things that make him a villain to many people. I understand that his death would affect a lot of people, and I respect those people who mourn his death, but that isn't the point of my rant. Why is it that when ONE man dies, the whole of America loses their minds with grief. When a man dies whose only contribution to the country was to ENTERTAIN people, the American people find the need to flock to a memorial in Hollywood, and even Congress sees the need to hold a "moment of silence" for his passing? Am I missing something here? ONE man dies, and all of a sudden he'

A Letter For My Lover
i do apologize for how i acted over the phone and you know how frustrated i am with all this just like you and everything that's going on with my parents. but you know well enough i am not going to give up on you and i know you dont want to either. i don't know whether i should cry or whether to feel angry. i feel both. i know you love me and i know you want to be with me. i know you told me that you have things to do over there and to deal with. i know you dont want me to give up and i know you mean it when you said for me to hang in there even when things are tough. another hurdle i guess. i know you still love me and i know you want to be with me. i know you were saying things because you were angry to how we both were acting and that because she was there with you. i know you were acting how i am with people around but you know well enough that i love you even when i dont say it... so im trying to think along that same line. i know all this is killing you inside just as much as me.

Letters From Losers
A reply to my story that I posted: Greetings hun. Like your 'tude babe. You could be my fantasy girl, baby. Meanwhile get ready for the onslaught your posting will bring. All the oversexed guys (yeah....I guess that is where I classify myself too, unfortunately, although I am about more than simply that) are coming at you like madmen now. Oversexed....what do I mean? Well....all i can think about is sinking my head between your legs....licking up a storm and making you cum like an absolute banshee. Harder than you've cum before. And pressing your breasts together.....so i can get both of your nipples in my mouth at the same time. Sucking on them....nibbling.......licking them like crazy. And when my head is between your legs....licking the alphabet...up and down. Direct and indirect. And when it gets time to climb on...watch out baby. It's coming at you..... My desire...to make you cum. Again and again and again. I know, words are cheap. But that is what it is about, babe. Openi

Letting Them Go
In our lives there comes a time when we have done all we can do to prove to the one we love, how much we truely care. At that time after all the hard effort and all the pain and tears we must let them go. I know it will be hard for us to do, but it must be done. We must finally realize that they don't care and to them we are a joke or worse a dog that comes when called. We have stood by and been a door mat for long enough with not even the glimse of what we set out to accomplish. So we must be strong and try not to show how much it is killing us in side to let go. They think we will hold on to the hope of having them with no intention of giving themselves to us. Our love and hearts are just a game for them and playing on our emotions keeps them entertained while they continue to search for whats right in front of them. We will cry in privite but never in front of them because we know that they will try to make us feel like they care to keep us hanging on. Our hearts will break, our so

Letter To Rush Limbaugh
Letter to Rush Limbaugh Greetings Rush, I was happily contributing to global warming today by smoking a Partagas Black label while thinking about the GOP being a fatally wounded party as pointed out by the media. I know as well as you do that we have plenty of young Conservatives that can be found even in the most liberal areas. However it seems that being a Conservative isn't popular as Liberalism is enjoying the star treatment and is being seen as a hip movement to be a part of. Us Conservatives of course are branded as a party with old and regressive ideas hence you see its leaders are nothing but grey old men. (Sarah Palin aside) I think you should host a forum or day you invite young conservative men and women to call your show and express their support for our movement and why they are conservative when their peers are more likely than not liberal. I think such a summit will inspire the young Republicans and conservatives to come out from hiding and express their views regardl

The Letter I Wrote My Angel Baby I Just Lost
Dear my little baby, Hi hunny. This is your mommy. I know you don't understand why you can't see me or feel me holding you in my arms. I don't understand either. You were only about 8 weeks old when I lost you. I am so sad and angry. I wish I could still be carrying you. I am so angry, cause I know it is my fault you left this world so early and before your time. I just don't understand why you left me so early. Everyone is saying that it was meant to be. I just don't believe that. What I believe is that it is my fault that you died, and that it is my fault that I lost you. I just don't understand at all. If you were still with us, you would have a great family to greet you when you would of came into ther world. You would of had 2 older brothers to play with. You would've got to see me and your daddy's face. I wish I could see your precious little face. To have your precious little hand to grab ahold of my finger. I wish I could see you smile at me for the first time. I wish I could s

Letter To The Past For Futuristic Love
I wanna kiss sadness because It always held me on lonely nights When your name failed to pop up on my caller-id. I wanna hold sorry For every time he took up for you Because you never had any believable excuses. I wanna slap forgiveness For being too damn feminine And for giving you a surplus of chances. I wanna tell lonliness To go the hell home, Because she's easing into our time. I wanna flick off my tears For falling for you, and Embracing the air of your absence. I wanna scream at truth For letting us say, "I love you," Knowing that our timing wasn't right. I wanna fight time To win you, and claim my title, " I'm Officially Not Yours

Letting Go...
With everything else that is happening...I've had to finally admit to myself that I have allowed someone to become to damn important to me on this site...I've let myself fall in love with the shadow of a person...Someone who isn't real...Just a face on a screen...Without meaning to...Or even being able to say when it actually happened...All I know is that I looked up one day and realized this person meant more to me than I thought...And now I'm sitting here realizing it's time to let that go...He doesn't know...And he never will from my mouth...There is no point in telling him...For what purpose? All I know is that he loves someone else...I've known that for a long time...And still my traitor heart couldn't say "no" it just kept beating for him...And I've come to the conclusion that I'm not meant to be with him...Or anyone else for that matter...After being single for a year I have yet to go out for a cup of coffee...Let alone on a date...And quite truthfully...I'm not sure I want to..

A Letter From Jimmie. :)
Dear Mom & Dad,Our Scoutmaster told us to write to our parents in case you saw the flood on TV and are worried. We are okay. Only one of our tents and 2 sleeping bags got washed away. Luckily, none of us got drowned because we were all up on the mountain looking for Adam when it happened.Oh yes, please call Adam's mother and tell her he is okay. He can't write because of the cast. I got to ride in one of the search and rescue jeeps. It was neat. We never would have found Adam in the dark if it hadn't been for the lightning.Scoutmaster Keith got mad at Adam for going on a hike alone without telling anyone. Adam said he did tell him, but it was during the fire so he probably didn't hear him. Did you know that if you put gas on a fire, the gas will blow up?The wet wood didn't burn, but one of the tents did and also some of our clothes. Matthew is going to look weird until his hair grows back.We will be home on Saturday if Scoutmaster Keith gets the bus fixed. It wasn't his fault about the

A Letter To Obama From A 4th Grade Teacher.
A Letter to Obama by a 4'th Grade Teacher EVERY AMERICAN SHOULD BE THIS OUTRAGED! PASS IT ALONG. WOW!!! This lady should run for President!! She is right on the money, and she's not afraid to take credit for it either!! She left her name and phone number at the end! This letter you are about t o read was written by a 4th grade teacher. She even gave the world her telephone and fax numbers. We are in dire need of more true American citizens who are proud of OUR United States of America. WAKE UP AMERICA . . . please . . . before it is too late! The White House1600 Pennsylvania Avenue NWWashington , DC 20500 Mr. Obama: I have had it with you and your administration, sir. Your conduct on your recent trip overseas has convinced me that you are not an adequate representative of the United States of America collectively or of me personally. You are so obsessed with appeasing the Europeans and the Muslim world that you have abdicated the responsibilities of the President o

A Letter To Grandma
I know it’s beautiful where you are hope to see you again soon.Things aren’t so great down here I miss you every day. I’ve been trying so hard to get it right since you been gone just seems like a losing battle. The family is a mess, I don’t see my kids, I hope to see you again soon. Lord I am so tired I hurt so much, I feel out of luck, out of love, out of time. Next month I will be thirty five, no wife, no family ,hope to see you again soon. Each time it rains I know that it is you crying for me, wish you where here to show me the way, hope to see you again soon. I look back and see a trail of broken hearts and dreams, I miss you so much hope to see you again soon. I just need a little help down here, I can’t seem to get it right, don’t know how much longer I can fight. I pray each night for an angel to hold me tight, but each morning I wake there is no hope in sight. I struggle to keep my head on straight, I try to hasten my fait. Don&rsqu

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.

A Letter To A Friend I Lost(rip)
Dear You, How are you in your other life. Me I am still here on Earth. Seeing how much it's changed since you left. It's a ugly world now. It feels like it rains everyday but no water falls it's like you don't cry. Your too happy where your at while we are here remembering you crying and sad because I miss your friendship. You helped me more than you know. I would have lost my ability to love if I haven't had met you because even though I was a stranger on the other side of the world. A different culture even but you looked past that and called me first friend then brother. I still wonder what might have been if we had the chance to meet but GOD called you home before that chance was given. You were so young not even given the chance to live your life really. You were just a little girl really in this big world but really you were a grown woman by the world's standards. I know it's not suppose to be questioned as to why you left but sometimes it can't be helped. You told

Letter From Marine
This is a poem being sent from a Marine to his Dad. For those who take the time to read it, you'll see a letter from him to his Dad at the bottom.It makes you truly thankful for not only the Marines, but ALL of our troops.THE MARINEWe all came together,Both young and oldTo fight for our freedom,To stand and be bold.In the midst of all evil,We stand our ground,And we protect our countryFrom all terror around.Peace and not war,Is what some people say.But I'll give my life,So you can live the American way.I give you the rightTo talk of your peace.To stand in your groups,and protest in our streets.But still I fight on,I don'tgripe, I don't whine.I'm just one of the peopleWho is doing your time.I'm harder than nails,Stronger than any machine.I'm the immortal soldier,I'm a U.S. MARINE!< /FONT& gt;So stand in my shoes,And leave from your home.Fight for the people who hate you,With the protests they've shown.Fight for the stranger,Fight for the young.So they all may have,The greatest freedom y

Letting Go
Letting GoYou will look back on the times you laughed and you will cry.You will look back on the times you cried, and you will laugh.You will always remember close friendsand you will keep memories of them in your heart.Life is hard - it’s tough, it’s unfair.But everyone gets over the hurt and the pain, eventually.And you always end up with a smile on your face,if you give it a chance.I've learned that good-byes will always hurt,pictures will never replace having been there,memories good and bad will bring tears,and words can never replace feelings.To let go isn’t to forget, not to think about, or ignore.It doesn’t leave feelings of anger, jealousy or regret.Letting go isn’t about winning or losing.It’s not about pride and it’s not about how you appearand it’s not obsessing or dwelling on the past.Letting go isn’t blocking memories or thinking sad thoughtsand doesn’t leave emptiness, hurt or sadness.It’s not about giving

Letting Go Of The Pain And Torture In My Mind
taken from a recent message to a friend...i've been sitting here thinking of how to put into words what i went thru the last few days...and it just started flowing onto the page...i'm posting it just to get it off my mind...a confessional of sorts...but also a source of comfort to anyone else who may have went thru this same experience...or for someone who may have to in the future: well he was the one that calmed me down yesterday...i still have it in the back of my mind that i killed my dad...it's a feeling i can't shake...the last day all i did was feed him morphine and adavan and later hallidal to keep him out of pain and calm...his breathing was shot...the pain was torture and he had asked weeks before to be kept out of pain and stress free and to just slip away...which is what he did...one minute he was there and the next he was gone...nothing dramatic..just stopped breathing and it was over...and i was there with him...the only one awake...it happened so fast that i didn't have

Letter Of Appreciation
This is the letter our supervisor sent out.......... I just wanted to take a moment to say how proud I am of the actions taking by the Court Operations Deputies on September 10, 2009. This afternoon a woman sitting in the gallery in Court #18 fell unconscious. The deputies in the courtroom responded immediately and communicated to the supervisors what they had and what they needed. Several deputies responded to assist and also retrieved the AED on the floor. Upon the deputies arriving, the woman was on the floor, had stopped breathing and had no pulse. Deputies jumped in and started CPR, mouth to mouth resuscitation and also had to use the AED twice in attempt to revive the woman. With everyone’s efforts, the woman started breathing and responding. All of these things occurred prior to the medics arriving. These deputies brought this woman back to life. If not for all of your quick actions, this woman would not have regained consciousness. They are all heroes and deserve

A Letter To Words
I'm a rolling stone with no soul Shadow cast for my shadowed past Collecting dust by the bushel at the feet of the altar of poetry I swing this pen like a sword collecting a familiar foe like cotton candy to a cone. Have I lost my taste to write? It's this dilemma I face tonight, eyes to the skies, intent on finding a place to fight. My fate glows like heaven in this blade Enduring on hell and earth for the same place in time to have my name engraved. I comprehend scorn and shame of Pulitzers' and Laureates' ability to swallow the forgotten ideal of great. I am the epiphany at the end of a sentence- but also the shell used for human reflection . To find yourself in me is to lose yourself completely Synapse becomes obsolete underneath me You spit me out and breathe me, scream at me and eat me beat me until I'm so dark you can't even see me I am that shade that exists only when you close your eyes

A Letter
Dear Cancer???? You pick on weak people ....... Why do you do that does it make you feel stronger???? You take loved ones away from the people that love them.... Does that make you feel some love you are lacking???? One day it will catch up with you one day we will have the cure for all the horrble ways you take people away from us......... One day we will be the one beating up on you and all I can pray for is that you go through as much pain and suffering that we have....... I hope and pray that you will let my AUNT Donna go in peace let her have the last coulpe months pain free that is the least that u could do..... I dont think that is asking to much........ After all she would have had a chance if you would not have thrown the spine cancer on her too crap wasnt double lung cancer enough for u...... I was taught not to hate anything in my life always give it a chance....... SO I dislike you more then anything I ever known in my life.... F@ck off and I hope you reali

Letter To Myself
I just saw a book review in 'Heat' magazine (don't ask) that lead with the question... If you could write an open letter to your sixteen year old self, what would you say? Worth thinking about, eh? Dear Sixteen-Year-Old kins, You're a C.U.N.T. love, me xx

Letter Of Recommendation
LETTER OF RECOMMENDATION1 Trevor ***** my assistant programmer, can always be found2 hard at work in his cubicle. Trevor works independently, without3 wasting company time talking to colleagues. Trevor never... Read More4 thinks twice about assisting fellow employees, and he always5 finishes given assignments on time. Often he takes extended6 measures to complete his work, sometimes skipping coffee7 breaks. Trevor is a dedicated individual who has absolutely no8 vanity in spite of his high accomplishments and profound9 knowledge in his field. I firmly believe that Trevor can be10 classed as a high-calibre employee, the type that cannot be11 dispensed with. Consequently, I truly recommend that Trevor be12 promoted to executive management, and a proposal will be13 executed as soon as possible.AddendumThe idiot was standing over my shoulder while I wrote this report.Kindly re-read only the odd numbered lines.

Letter To My Baby!
Dear Kent, who are we to judge the wheels of fate to presume we understand, fate has no open window for us to see through as it shows its hand, cryptic or transparent we will never really know or see, but one thing i do know fate sent you to me, if perfect does exist and theres a perfect match for us all, then baby hear me now you answered cupids call, for in you i see perfect in all i have got to see, especially in your heart i think its made for me, time will tell i guess , but i know i love you!, your heart is different its unselfish and true, and i really do love every little thing that you do, you see my beauty that it comes from inside, and so far my love i know you have not lied, deception is something you could never do, and the words i love you mean something to you, so on my heart i have opened the latch, for i think that just maybe, your my perfect match I L U Shaniya

Letter To My Soul Mate
I want you to know I haven't given up looking for you girl, I'll keep searching every town and city in the world. You're always there for me in the corners of my dreams, I don't know what to tell you cuz there are so many things. Maybe I could start off by saying that I'm trying hard, and on my road to becoming a man I've come really far. I'm glad your not here right now to see me this way, it's been nothing but hardships and heartbreak today. But I wont give up on turning my book to a new chapter, I'm searching my soul and digging up my own bright rapture. Because when I see you baby girl I know I better be smiling, otherwise I'll be missed in the crowed and lost in the filing. Until then I'm going to help people more like family and friends, I'm going to get stronger until I have unlimited strength to lend. I'll keep reading and writing, I'll keep singing and fighting, I'll keep loving and growing, so when you meet me you'll know me. So when you get this letter keep it close to yo

A Letter From Ben Stein
The following was written by Ben Stein and recited by him on CBS Sunday Morning Commentary.My confession: I am a Jew, and every single one of my ancestors was Jewish. And it does not bother me even a little bit when people call those beautiful lit up, bejeweled trees, Christmas trees. I don't feel threatened. I don't feel discriminated against. That's what they are, Christmas trees. It doesn't bother me a bit when people say, 'Merry Christmas' to me. I don't think they are slighting me or getting ready to put me in a ghetto. In fact, I kind of like it. It shows that we are all brothers and sisters celebrating this happy time of year. It doesn't bother me at all that there is a manger scene on display at a key intersection near my beach house in Malibu . If people want a creche, it's just as fine with me as is the Menorah a few hundred yards away. I don't like getting pushed around for being a Jew, and I don't think Christians like getting pushed around for being Christians. I

A Letter To Alcohol
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 good meal. But, why do you suggest that I eat a taco with chili sauce along with a big Italian meatbal

Letting Go.. This Is What I Live By
LETTING GO ....of your loved one can be the hardest thing you've ever done!!!LETTING GO is not to stop caring--it means I can't do it for someone else.LETTING GO is not to cut myself off--it's the realization that I can't control another.LETTING GO is not to be protective--it's to permit another to face reality.LETTING GO is to admit powerlessness--which means the outcome is not in my hands.LETTING GO is not to fix--but to be supportive; it's not to judge-but to allow another to be a human being.LETTING GO is not to be in the middle, arranging the outcome--but to allow others to effect their own destinies.LETTING GO is not to deny--but to accept.LETTING GO is not to try to change or blame another--it's to make the most of myself.LETTING GO is to fear less and live more.

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.

A Letter To Obama From An Er Doctor
Dear Mr. President: During my shift in the Emergency Room last night, I had the pleasure of evaluating a patient whose smile revealed an expensive shiny gold tooth, whose body was adorned with a wide assortment of elaborate and costly tattoos, who wore a very expensive brand of tennis shoes and who chatted on a new cellular telephone equipped with a popular R&B ringtone. While glancing over her patient chart, I happened to notice that her payer status was listed as "Medicaid"! During my examination of her, the patient informed me that she smokes more than one costly pack of cigarettes every day and somehow still has money to buy pretzels and beer. And, you and our Congress expect me to pay for this woman's health care? I contend that our nation's "health care crisis" is not the result of a shortage of quality hospitals, doctors or nurses. Rather, it is the result of a "crisis of culture", a culture in which it is

A Letter To My Unkle
Dear Rayman How are u ding I'm doing allright you know dad has cancer. Has ben one year sins you died, dad fount uot he had cancer about 2 months later. Mom had a pace maker put in about a month after that.Dad is on his way to be with you. Take care of him.You will have someone to go fishing & hunting with.Now when he gets there yall don't be caseing al those prity angle al over heaven! love always Phlip

Let The Hate Reign
Fuck it all for everything that it's worthEvery single fucking inch of planet earthFuck me, fuck youFuck the system and fuck the truthFuck lies and every single fucking bitchFuck life we're living just to meet our deathsThere's a war in my head I'm your enemyIf God is love then I live for the blasphemyEverybody diesEverybody diesEverybody dies so let the hate reignEverybody diesEverybody diesEverybody dies so let the hate reignFuck the underground fuck the mainstreamFuck America and fuck the American dreamFuck politics fuck democracyFuck religion and fuck it's hypocrisyFuck the pope and fuck our new presidentUp with dope to a new measurementThere's a war in my head I'm your enemySo fuck everything that is to beEverybody diesEverybody diesEverybody dies so let the hate reignEverybody diesEverybody diesEverybody dies so let the hate reignEverybody diesEverybody diesEverybody dies so let the hate reign

Letting Go
In your hands is a very precious creation so fragile, so valuable that if you keep on holding it, it either stay or fall apart. But you loved this creature so much that letting it go would be comparable to letting go of your life as well, so much that sometimes you wished it would always be there, so much that you tend to be selfish so as you could make it stay for as long as you want. There comes a time in our lives we chance upon someone "so nice" and "almost perfect" and we just find ourselves getting so intenselyattached to that person (sometimes even without realizing it!). This feeling soon becomes a part of our daily lives and eventually guzzles our thoughts and actions to the extent that we dagged it as one of those "too good to be true" things. Then in our desperate attempt to get closer, our efforts are still futile and we still feel sorry for ourselves. One person once said, "Never let your heart run your life. As much as you can always be sensible and let your mind speak fo

Letters From Home
i as thinking and have been curious how many people truly know how to write a real letter anymore? so heres the idea i had...i propose to you my friends to write me a real letter..yes a letter you write with your hand and have to lick the envelope and mail it i will answer everyone...tell me about your day..what funny trick your pet did...how your kid got his first tball hit etc etc if anyone is interested lemme know

Letter To Boss, (long!) I Think I Need A New Job ;)
For those interested in the trouble I'm having at work. Here is a letter I sent to my boss, I had to change the names to put it here, it arrives at work tomorrow (Thursday 3/25/10) Grievance Procedure(In accordance with legal advice)It is with deep regret that I have been put in such a position to have to write this letter of grievance, my complaints are:Abusive language & threatening behaviour;I have complained to all three directors regarding the MD’s abusive language towards me for the last four years, but the abuse continued.During the whole of 2009, there were only two occasions I had contact with MD when he didn’t rant, rave, scream, shout & swear at me, not to me as was his excuse when Mrs MD told him he cannot be abusive towards staff.The manager at the time I was employed, Mr Nice Bloke also told MD that he is abusive & it must stop.After a direct complaint to MD regarding his threatening behaviour, the thumping of the desk & door etc had subsided.On Saturday

A Letter To My Friend~my Take On Fubar
Wow .. I am sorry that things got so screwed up for you on here. Yes it's true ..that what is supposed to be a game turns out to be real people and real feelings Outside of the box. It is hard to keep this place in perspective. We talk to someone ... at first... it's just fubar. Then Fu friends and fu Friends becomes a real friend. You soon find yourself caring very real love for these people. You Share and Comfort one another, even tho you don't know for sure if truly it is even the person you see in their photos. Even with cams it is just a speck of reality. For Some Fu marriage is Very real..the next thing ya know is you find your heart belonging to someone you don't really know At all. I Know people who have left their marriages for fulove. I guess being married for 37 yrs and having my husband here for real, every day living and sharing every aspect of life, has helped to protect me somewhat. But even I find myself asking myself how can I be so close to some of my best friends fr

The Letter /i Want To Be Six Again
Kathys Comments To whom it may concern, I am hereby tendering my resignation as an adult, in order to accept the responsibilites of a 6 year old. The tax base is lower. I want to be six again. I want to go to McDonalds's and think it's the best place in the world to eat. I want to sail sticks across a fresh mud puddle and make waves with rocks. I want to think M&Ms are better than money, because you can eat them. I want to play handball, during recess and stay up on Christmas Eve waiting for Santa and Roudolph on the roof. I long for the days when life was simple. When all you knew were your colors, the addition tables and simple nursery rhymes, but it didnt' bother you , because you didn't know what you didn't know , and you didnt' care. I want to go to school and have snack time , recess, gym and field trips. I want to be happy, because I don't know what should make me upset. I want to think the world is fair, and everyone in it

Letting Go
Holding on to what we had To what we should have To what we could have been Everyday I wake up feeling sick To comprehend, to picture this Is this just part of My so-called life Trying to move forward I'm caught in your eyes Letting go hurts so much It's been so hard to give this up Yet holding on is killing me Runs through my body, like a disease So sick and tired of The same old fight I need submission To make this right I must stay strong, I must move on Can't let this current drag me along I spread my wings, pretend to fly And let the tears fall from my eyes I'm learning how to let go I'm learning how to let go

Letting Go ....
I am writing this for a few of my greatest friends on Fubar...Please take time out n read this..it might help anyone one of us..Relax enough to face reality when life twists and turns.Sometimes in life, no matter how deeply we intend to make the bestdecisions possible for ourselves, things happen. Marriages end, jobsturn sour, friends wane. For reasons outside our control orunderstanding, the situation twists and turns into something other thanwhat we bargained for.Have you been waiting for a situation to revert to what it originallywas - or what you hoped it would be when you got in? Are you tellingyourself that there's something wrong with you, when the reality is, thesituation has changed into something other than what you thought it was?Things often don't go as smoothly as we planned. Sometimes, we need toendure and get through the rough spots. But I'm talking about thosegrindingly difficult moments when life suddenly twists on us.These are the times we need to quit torturing ourse

A Letter From A Procter And Gamble Executive To The President*
A LETTER FROM A PROCTER AND GAMBLE EXECUTIVE TO THE PRESIDENT* THE LAST SENTENCE IS THE MOST CHILLINGLou Pritchett is one of corporate America 's true living legends- an acclaimed author, dynamic teacher and one of the world's highest rated speakers. Successful corporate executives everywhere recognize him as the foremost leader in change management.. Lou changed the way America does business by creating an audacious concept that came to be known as "partnering." Pritchett rose from soap salesman to Vice-President, Sales and Customer Development for Procter and Gamble and over the course of 36 years, made corporate history. AN OPEN LETTER TO PRESIDENT OBAMA Dear President Obama: You are the thirteenth President

Letting Go...
A young boy in the tribe had fallen in love with a young girl from another tribe. Everyday the young boy would cross the plains to see her. They found comfort in each other since they both had been hurt in the past. They both had suffered hardship. They had seen loved ones taken by sickness and killed while hunting. They had both known famine and drought, despite their youth. Together, they would walk down the river and by the canyons. They laughed about the goings on in the tribes, dreaming of the time when they came of age to marry. Two full seasons had passed, and the time came for the young boy to participate in the rite of passage, so he could become a hunter and a man in his tribe. To do this, after the fall harvest he had to leave the tribe and brave the winter alone. This would prove that he was strong and wise enough to provide for a family. The young girl feared for him, she knew it was a dangerous time. The young man reassured her; “I have learned much from

A Letter To Mr. Klosterman
Dear Chuck Klosterman, In your book Sex, Drugs, and Cocoa Puffs you included, as you know, an essay entitled Toby over Moby in which you stated (as, of course, you also know), “Contrary to what you may have heard from Henry Rollins or/and Ian MacKaye and/or anyone else who joined a band after working in an ice cream shop, you can’t really learn much about a person based on what kind of music they happen to like. As a personality test, it doesn’t work even half the time. However, there is at least one thing you can learn: the most wretched people in the world are those who tell you they like every kind of music ‘except country.’ People who say that are boorish and pretentious at the same time. All it means is that they’ve managed to figure out the most rudimentary rule of pop sociology; they know hipsters gauge the coolness of others by their espoused taste in sound, and they know that hipsters hate modern country music. And they hate it because it speaks to normal people in a tan

A Letter To My Father That I'll Never Send...
Why was it so easy to walk away? Why is it so easy for you to sleep at night? Do you know I still wake up crying? Do you know everyday I think about you and what it would have been like to have a real father? One that would have spent time with me when I was visiting him, one that would have taught me to ride a bike, play catch with, listen to me when I was upset the mean boy at school or the mean boy I loved, DO YOU? One that wouldn't have cut off contact with me when faced with "problems", that would have been there for me when Mom was sick, Grandma, Grandpa, and Mark died, one that would be here for me now that my best friend won't even speak to me, DO YOU?Do you ever care? Does I ever faze you? Sadly, as much as it hurts me to admit it, I bet you don't care and you never think of me. I'm sure none of your friends know about you first child, first daughter. Just tell me how you live with yourself, how you breathe knowing what you did to us, how you can even look yourself in the mirr

Letter Entries Pertaining To The Adventure Of The Missing Hat & Pipe. Entries Made By Dr.watson(unknown Civilian) And Sherlock Holmes (roadkillbarbie)
Well, Holmes, my theory is that a Dr.Edmund Chinnery is the culprit. He travelled to London from a strange northern town called royston Vasey and booked into a hotel on baker Street on the night before the robbery. With him he brought as circus-trained dog who was to be the thief. I know this because I found a dog collar in the parlour, and inscribed on a tiny metal plate were the words "You're my dog now". He intended to sell the hat & pipe at an auction room on the coast, at a port called Flea Bay. It is well known that items belonging to the rich & famous always fetch high prices there. However, the autioneer is renowned to be a greedy, vulgar man who rudely greets winning bidders with his outstretched hand and cry of "Pay, pal". At the moment I have no further evidence to back up my idea, and would gratefully request your speculation on the case, if any. Your loyal servantDr Watson My dear Watson,It has come to my attention that a Mrs Doyle, who resides on a small island

Letter To Tim (my Ex Hubby)
Happy Birthday to the one who taught….me about life, how to love, to live, to feel pain, experience broken promises, and dreams. My 1st broken heart, feel the rage of jealously, to never trust another man, to allow emotions I was never allowed to feel to pour freely from the depths of my hidden soul. You taught me patience, how to control my emotions, how to forgive but never forget. You taught me without ever knowing the true meaning of unconditional love and acceptance. Without you coming into my life I would not be the woman I am today. Though you came in and out of my life like an unexpected storm, staying long enough just to cause enough damage to allow all those emotions for me to struggle with again, and off you left to experience all those “spices” of life, leaving me alone with those feelings again. The good and the bad memories have fallen upon me once again . . . the “cotton flower” that you ran out into the middle of a field to pick

Letting Go
A relief, a feeling of letting go knowing that emotionally I can move on putting all the demons behind me and letting go A sigh, a release of air of knowing I'm content with where I am mentally stable to forgive and forget A tear, of happiness knowing I'm almost healed on the inside stopping all memories of what was living now for what will be surrounding myself with friends and family of letting go to all my fears and to stop crying useless tears Being able to take the upper hand and never again to be controlled by a man Of controlling myself and being me To all my friends, Blessed Be Realizing that now after almost a year that I can live without fear My healing process is almost complete. I am getting comfortable again and content to live my life. I've come to the conclusion that no man will ever control me again and that I will be my own person.

Letting Go
Letting Go It's so easy for people to say "just let it go" The hurt that you go through they could never know It's like a part of you is left there back in the past You try to go on and forget but it doesn't last It's like living a nightmare day after day You try to talk about it, no one hears what you say They'll never understand the pain that you feel You carry around the anger and hate inside you still You ask yourself why this had to happen to me The answer to that you could never quite see You hope the day comes you're not tormented so Then it'll finally be true, you are "Letting Go" Wanda A. Jones 8/96

Letters From Hell
She reads his letters while alone at night, under starlit skies, Folds the paper when she's done, hangs her head and cries. She kisses every new letter, holds them close to her heart, Can't forget the day he went away, the day they had to part. Prays to god to keep him safe, to have the strength to survive, Remembers his promise before he left, to come back home alive. Until the day he comes back home, she'll wait beneath the stars, Afraid the war may kill her love, the letters become her scars. While she sleeps and dreams of him, her soldier has to fight, The summer stars shape his face, protect her through the night. When she awakes in an empty bed, she stretches way out wide, Touching that old feeling of emptiness, he isn't by her side. She eats her dinners alone, wishing he could be there. For now she talks about her days, to an empty chair. Sitting in the romantic candlelight, of a table set for two, She reads the letters that he sent, to help her make it through

A Letter To My Mum
Mum i was always your butterfly i just flew a little to far from you in your last days i was not there .. i was always searching for something .... i didn't know what it was .. i'm all grown up now , ive truly spread my wings.. i wish i could show you mum .. i wish i could show you who ive become .. you would be be mostly porud of me ive tried so hard to be .. everything you wanted .. and ive learnt my limits .. ive cried many tears without you ... ive missed your hugs so dearly ive missed your warm smile .. your eyes were such a pretty bllue with kindness shon right through them, your hair was a like a crown , with your hands you spent all your time caring for others .. if only you could have cared for yourself too .. my dear mum , i tried to help you but i was too far away. i just wish i had those last days and moments with you , where we could have hugged and cried together mum .. i would have given up everything i had just to be there ... but you knew i

A Letter To My Lover
Hello my love, I don't know why, but I've always been better at expressing myself on paper, than I ever was verbally. I keep reviewing your email from Friday, especially in my head. The words haunt me. I cried myself to sleep Friday, and it was all I could do to get through the weekend without tears falling, several times I failed. My heart was lacerated by your words. I can understand the guilt you might feel over your family. I'm sure that if the roles were reversed I would too. I know you don't want to hurt me, but unfortunately, it's too late for me not to be hurt. I'm not saying this to pass along more guilt or any blame, it's just a statement of fact. My heart is too involved at this point for what you said not to have hurt, even though you did assure me that it wasn't that you didn't want to see my any more, but you just needed to step back and gain some perspective. Please don't think that I don't understand where you're coming from, I do. I can understand the need to step ba

A Letter To All My Grandparents
A letter to my grandparents hi guys , hows heaven we miss you here , the world seems so different without you , i hope your keeping each other company , is there tea or coffee up there otherwise i think my mum would start a riot .. i miss you guys most when i need advice .. advice that comes from living a along life filled with the wisedom you all learnt along the way .. if only there was a phone line to heaven , if only there was a way to ask you things to share things .. but it seems once your gone your gone forever .. and my heart still aches . i love you all so much , please take care of each other .. look out for your great granddaughter too... she cries for you sometimes .. it hurts to watch feeling so powerless , cause i cant bring you back not even for a moment .. one precious moments , beut i enocuragement her to dream , and we talk bout u all still , and youll always be in our hearts ...

Letting Go Of A Friendship Is Hard But It Have To Be Done When The Person Is A Jealous Snake
i had to stop being friends with my ex friend katie and she was my a amazing friend of mine . when my dad died she was right there and so today i hear some fucking mad talk about me . saying i'm jealous of my friends and that i'm a golddigger and some fucking crazy shit . so i'm fucking heated and i find out from my cousin who said it and it turns out its my so called fucking friend katie and i got in my car and drove over there and asked her why are you fucking talking about me and from the look she gave me i could tell she was jealous and i told her our friendship is fucking over and i could had said more but that bitch was not worth it because if you know about jealous bitches calling them out shuts there fucking mouth's lol and i change my voice mail to excuse me if your this jealous bitch named katie please dont call here unless you like being humilated lol but i learned a lession i have to be careful who i allow in my life two quotes i found about jealousy "Welcome to the w

Letter For Damages!
Dear sirs, I took out what your agent called a "comprehensive policy" and he said if i ever suffered a fire, flood or theft or got struck by lightening i only had to claim on yourselves. I am a spinster living on my own, and i was feeling the cold so i called a man in to fix the heating. Yesterday when i was adjusting a picture, the electric heater melted a hole in the front of my nylon dress, and wish to know if i am properly covered? yours truly... Virginia N Rustyfann Dear miss rustyfann, we are sorry to hear about the hole in the front of your dress, and although it doesn't sound to us that you are properly covered we are sending a man at once to look into it.In any case before he makes you an offer we have instructed him to find out what other cover you may have, and I should warn you that failure to disclose anything may lead to a breach of the contract so i trust you will hide nothing. yours

Letter
‏ '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 in July 2002, and in New York Sept 112001 and have continually threatened to do so since?Were people from all over the world, not brutally murdered that day in London, and in downtown Manhattan , 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 few Taliban were claiming to be tortured by a justice system of the nation they come from and are fighting against in a brutal insurgency.I'll start caring when Osama bin Laden turns himself in and repents for incinerating all those innocent people on 9/11 and 7/7.I'll care about the Koran when the fanatics in the Middle East start caring about the Holy Bible, the mere belief of which is a crime punishable by beheading in Afg

Letters From The Earth, Pizza Kisses From Heaven
No, my son Jeffrey is not dead (thank the Lord!) but this morning when I brought him and Sarah to Grandma’s before I had to leave for work he and Sarah starting digging into their leftover cheese pizza from Space Aliens. I thought aloud that cold pizza’s a typical college meal (and it combines all four food groups even better than Bill Cosby says chocolate cake does), then I had to say good-bye and Jeffrey’s sitting in Grandpa’s easy chair and puckers up for what he called a “pizza kiss!” Yes, I could smell it on them both, and that was my God moment for the morning. I needed one because today’s the end of the month and Martha had gone through our bills and what we’ll earn and it seems to me just as quickly go out. But I take it as more criticism, like hey, I’m the head of the household, we ought to not owe anybody anything! And I’m responsible for that. I needed Martha’s phone call at about twelve-thirty today,

Letting Go
I need to surrender to the universe and just relax. I know that when I'm relaxed, that relaxed energy allows good vibrations to come my way and I'm happier and my desires are full filled. 10 years ago I lost a baby...I'm letting it go, I'm releasing this pain and I'll let the universe discard it. I'll forever know my little girl is in a better place, I'll always know she is my first, and after last summer my last and only but I have to let this pain go. I have a good man in my life who has two wonderful sons and I have my parents who love me. I will see her again someday. Rest in Peace Teagan McKay, I love you! 11 Years ago I lost a dear friend, he was killed in an auto accident...I need to let the universe discard this too. I need to let go of all the pain in my life, just let it go. I have an idea and I kinda want opinions... I have thought of buying ballons for each signifcant pain in my life and going someplace tranquil and releasing them, symbolically releasing the pain

A Letter From My Son
Im doing ok down here in Fort Benning. The first four days down here were hell but its gotten alot better since then. We dont really get alot of free time right now so its kinda hard to get time to write letters and then when we do we have to clean the barracks so we only have like 5 minutes. I've heard from a couple of people that mail takes like a week to get off base. We've been doing alot of stuff here the past week and a half. We went through the obstacle course and different stuff like Eagle Tower which is like a giant wooden platform with a cargo net different sets of ropes to climb and a repel tower. That was definitely the best part so far. We've been through the gas chamber too. It sucked but its not something that I wouldn't do again. It was CS gas which is the kind that police use for riot control so it just burnt your throat, lungs, eyes and nose a little. Well I guess a little is a understatement but it only lasted for like 10 minutes. This week we've been through first a

Letting Go
One of the hardest things in life (it seems) to do is let go or walk away from something that no matter what you do goes no where.....after all what you put up with hoping that by talking with them....they will actually listen to you but in the end you realize that you can't save someone who never listens to you (or their own heart)......... But that's just one side of the coin, in a relationship where in the beginning it was like a never-ending fire that drove you and had you experiencing things that you only dreamed of, ending up with a pile of ashes that will (despite you trying many times) will never catch fire again....ashes shows you how long you stuck around whether it be they were your first love or them being the only thing you've ever known, to a point where you see this going on for 7 years clearly wasting time and having the same result so what do you do?.....stay knowing that when that time comes where you "wake up" and see what you pretended not to see, cause that "NEED"

A Letter Home
THE MARINE We all came together, Both young and old To fight for our freedom, To stand and be bold. In the midst of all evil, We stand our ground, And we protect our country From all terror around. Peace and not war, Is what some people say. But I'll give my life, So you can live the American way. I give you the right To talk of your peace. To stand in your groups, and protest in our streets. But still I fight on, I don't bitch, I don't whine. I'm just one of the people Who is doing your time. I'm harder than nails, Stronger than any machine. I'm the immortal soldier, I'm a U.S. MARINE! So stand in my shoes, And leave from your home. Fight for the people who hate you, With the protests they've shown. Fight for the stranger, Fight for the young. So they all may have, The greatest freedom you've won Fight for the sick, Fight for

Letting Me Know
heart wrenching sobs hurtful sighs wanting you between my thighs regretful thoughts your warmth i sought wanting more than just a game hurting me its your shame leaving me alone to dwell why did i ever let you in my shell showing my tears my worst fears what more can my heart take take the pain away for you put it there it seems its not my heart you want to share thanks for letting me know you care! marilyn bird

The Letter ( Transferred From Facebook)
****(((((for the few who can read this post, this was a venting letter I wrote original for myself. over and over and over again for weeks. now that I'm happy with it and am done rewriting it. I don't know if I should send it. thoe what i wrote I do feel. I just don't know If I could send it. it just seems like it's the finial piece. it just scares me... I'm not saying it will do/change anything. I really don't know how to explain it. It just seems once I send it, that's it. I have to let go. I held on to such anger and hate towards them because I missed them, and anger was better then letting go and having them out of my life for good... for the few who read it and know any idea whats going on. input would be accepted ))))))******* Someone recently told me Thanksgiving and Christmas time is a time of being thankful (naturally) and for being Selfless, A time to forgive. I’ve sat for days on that, thinking of what the truly meant to me. So I sat, I counted my blessi

A Letter From My Son
Im doing good things have been going alot better lately. I'm doing rifle marksmanship now and we're supposed to qualify friday. Its pretty much pop up targets from 3 different positions from 50 to 300 meters. If I can hit 36 of 40 targets I get a marksmanship badge. Not alot has happened since I wrote last. We've been pretty much just trying to qualify with our weapons and Ive been doing pretty good. So far I've gotten 31 of 40 which is a sharpshooter badge but im still trying to improve. Thats all he wrote this time besides coming home next month for Christmas.. Im really happy with him :)

Letting Go
In life we hold on to everything from the physical to the material. We tend to never let go of the past so that the present can make sense and the future can unfold. I have loved and lost many a times and when it hurts i pull it in so that I can keep the memories but I am realizing now that it is doing more damage than good to hold on. To let go to me is like losing a part of myself just like the initial loss in the first place so it is going through the pain all over again. Boogieman I release you from my life because I know now that you will only cause me pain if I continue to love you in ways that you don't deserve. I have loved in without love in return. We have both hurt one another but you are still seen as perfect. You have blamed me for your unhappiness for the last time. I can no longer accpet the blame I will now move on to a life that deserves my love and presence. If hurting me has made you happy and my happiness only has caused you misery then we don't need each ot

Let The Dreams Lead You To Me....
make love to mequick and slowsoft and roughso drunk that I can't control myselfso sober that I can't ever get enoughkill my inhibitionsand show me what it means to lovetake my body into yoursand taste the sweat you bring forthmoan and sing and smile and cryfeel painand releaseand immense innumerable pleasureknow that I'm afraidand shelter me within the walls of your bodybe dark and deliberatesmile at the emotion you force forwardpush me into youand kiss as though you crave my soulfeel the power you have and push me back into my placebeneath youbend my skin to fit every crevice of your bodyand let me feel connectionheatand powerand the wonder of crumbling under the weight of another-love completely utterly and darklydirect and infuse your soul into every movement watchalways watch and observe and take in and respondact and force and comfort and controlalways control meand I will never dissapoint you

Letter To My Son 12/17/10
Dear Son, How are you? I hope you are doing well and are happy. I am ok.I am still here at Frank's and just trying, day by day. I am still waitingto start work at OnStar. Along with this note are the things I want to give you for Christmas this year. I recently went through all my things and I saw the black Superman you alwayswanted. I told you that when you were old enough, you could have it. There is also a Superman movie that I am not sure if you have or not. My Daddy got it for me for Christmas 12 years ago but didn't get a chance to give it to me. This year, I want to give it to you. When I saw the Superman and Batman it made me remember me and you. We would sit on the porch and play. You were always Batman and YOU let ME be SUPERMAN FOR YOU. Right now, I can't be there to be Superman for you, but now you have Batman and Superman and hopefully some day, when you play with those toys, I can be Superman again to you. I also put in a book for you abo

Letter To John
"Letter To A John"don't ask me why I'm cryingI'm not going to tell you what's wrongI'm just gonna sit on your lapfor five dollars a songI want you to pay me for my beautyI think it's only right'cause I have been paying for itall of my lifeI'm gonna take the money I makeI'm gonna take the money I makeI'm gonna take the money I makeand I'm gonna go away...we barely have time to react in this worldlet alone rehearseand I don't think I'm better than youbut I don't think that I'm worsewomen learn to be womenand men learn to be menand I don't blame it all on youbut I don't want to be your friendI'm gonna take the money I makeI'm gonna take the money I makeI'm gonna take the money I makeand I'm gonna go away...I was eleven years oldhe was as old as my dadand he took something from meI didn't even know that I hadso don't tell me about decencydon't tell me about pridejust give me something for my trouble'cause this time, it's not a free rideI'm gonna take the money I makeI'm gonna take the mone

Let The Games Begin (revolution Time Is Here) (=)(=)
Let me begin with the good, best place to start. I am overwhelmed by the support shown to me by my friends and have even been asked to continue the fight. Seems I am not the only one on this rag who is a little digruntled...wonder WHY? Thank you to Classic Beauty, JasmineTheProtected, Just me Sybil, and all of you who offered to give me the money with no returns wanted, I said NO because it is not my friends that need to pay for the fuscrew that seems to live on this piece of crap. And as I am telling them all no, MollyDoll sneak's past me with a mil and I couldn't send it back because I DIDN'T HAVE THE REDICULOUS FUFEE OF 200,000 bucks, and also more to come on this subject. THANK YOU--THANK YOU ALL. Now that we've had desert, how about the meal. It's called breaded Jam Bam and man it tastes like pig swallow. Things seem to get changed around here more often then your coworker changes her panties or in some cases doesn't even wear any. This 10 mil trick apparently was changed but nob

Letter From A Marine In Afghanistan...
21 Dec 2010 07:12 PM PSTFrom : A Recon Marine in AfghanistanFrom the Sand Pit - It's freezing here. I'm sitting on hard, cold dirt between rocks and shrubs at the base of the Hindu Kush Mountains, along the Dar 'yoi Pomir River, watching a hole that leads to a tunnel that leads to a cave. Stake out, my friend, and no pizza delivery for thousands of miles.I also glance at the area around my ass every ten to fifteen seconds to avoid another scorpion sting. I've actually given up battling the chiggers and sand fleas, but the scorpions give a jolt like a cattle prod. Hurts like a bastard. The antidote tastes like transmission fluid, but God bless the Marine Corps for the five vials of it in my pack.The one truth the Taliban cannot escape is that, believe it or not, they are human beings, which means they have to eat food and drink water. That requires couriers and that's where an old bounty hunter like me comes in handy. I track the couriers, locate the tunnel entrances and st

Let Them Go! By Bishop T.d. Jakes....
LET THEM GO! BY BISHOP 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. The Bible said that, they came out from us that it might be made manifest that they were not for us. For had they been of us, no doubt they would have continued with us. [1 John 2:19] 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 r

Letting The Past Go And The Hurt
Hello everyone. I hope you enjoyed my last post I got it from a friend of mine and it is towards someone who meant a lot too me at one point for actually a very long time. I am trying to let it go but when you have had feelings for someone for so long it is very hard to let it go. I was in love with this person for twelve years and it was not a good realtionship for me at all. Very emotially draining hard on my self esteem. I gradually started to realize that this person was extremely toxic for me as I started to repair myself. I enrolled in school last Sept and have been going ever since and it has been very hard. I work full-time so going to school part-time is a challenge but I know what I want and I know I have to work hard to get it. I have lost over 30 lbs so of course I feel much better about myself because of that. I am finally for once putting myself first. My daughters are older now and in college so I can do that. I am proud of myself for everything I have been through and I

Let The Insurance Wars Begin
Hard to believe three weeks ago today I had my jaw busted. Actually, the surgeon's gave it some big fancy name but in short, that's what they did. Things are, well, going. Face is still puffy though not as bad as it was. Pain still remains an issue. The sides of my head now hurt for some odd reason. I'm sure it's because the nerves are slowing back but still. Heaven help it when they come back in along my jawline. I swear I was going to go blind from the pain yesterday it was so bad. A few hours after it mysteriously started, it stopped, but by that time it had physically made me sick. Next follow up is Tuesday just to see how I'm healing and then back to the orthodontist for yanking my teeth around on my birthday. Oh joy! Now the insurance crap. Got 2 letters today, that were copies for my records, of the denial to the surgeon for payment. Seriously, must we go through this? I already did the preauthorization, preapproval, pre-this and that. It's such a joke. They're requesting this

Letting It Out....
So, the last 2 weeks have been full of stress. Nothing to do with Blake's health, so don't worry. He is still doing good. It's other things. Major things. Why do they always seem to come in bunches. I have grown accustomed to dealing with 1-2 crises at a time, but this week has decided I need more on my plate. I've been good about hiding the stress from everyone, but I needed to vent. I no longer have access to the one whom I confided everything in and everyone needs at least one person they can open up to. Sometimes I want to find a place far far away from all life's stress, but alas I am too "responsible" to do that. /end vent

Letters For Mom
"Letters For Mom" @ Growing up he had no clue, What the future held, And what he would do. The only one to stand by his side, Even wiped his face when he cried. Mommie is what she went by, She watched him grow as time passed by. He grew from a boy to a man, Takin on a task that most wouldn't understand. She has to let go of her young boy, Because he wants to go play with his guns and toys. He leaves with his bags packed, She always has a home for him to come back. He's entering a stage in his life most unknown, But courage and honor he's willfully shown. A moment comes when he has to be strong, Mom at home praying nothing will go wrong. People screamin and shouting in the middle of this fuss, A friend finds him amidst the dust. Wounded he begings to think, "Is it my turn?" At home she thinks, "Is he ever to return?" Two hearts seperated by oceans, In the middle of all this comotion. A hero returning home escorted by cops, But never thought he, Would return

Letters From My Stalker
Some of you guys know that my fiancee & I have been gettin' harrassed by this psychotic cunt name Jessica Farrell from Canada. She's pissed off at me because I have him and she will never be able to have him. So she decided to have hack into my fiancee's FB and send me mssgs, here they are: hacked by jess boy your friends can get me so close to hving you ace to face thank you for being so mean to him your pushing him from both of us and to another girl bitch i lose him cause of your game you think i give you hell now watch if we lose him you treat him like fuck and you say you love him what a fucking joke engaged to a man you dont care for dump him quit hurting him so i can help him get back to what he was since your not doing so you either show him love today or illl be back im not losing him to that girl cause you are a cunt bitch i will have him and ill rub it in your face but you keep pushing him to her ill kill you myself not from craig lol your so stupid he spent the

Letting My Imagination Take Me Everywhere
The sound of the running bath could be heard, a trickle of water splashing into the hot bath awaiting her body. Oh how she ached. She longed for a back rub that would ease it all away, all her pains and worries rubbed away by his strong hands, but he was miles away so a hot bath would have to do the job. She knew it would provide limited satisfaction, but she also knew it wasn’t what she craved. She had had the thought before, wondering what his hands would feel like against her skin, how gentle a lover he would be, or would he be wild and passionate and catch her by surprise. Would she be able to last the attention she craved, the kisses she knew she wanted to experience..She sighed and picked up the towel. The scent of the bubble bath filled her with a cloud of hope and desire, she lit the candles and turned off the light, she didn’t plan to be disturbed for a while. This was her time to just let herself think about him in the detail that would please her, would t

Let This Sink In
Michael 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 is doing, he would reply, "If I were any better, I would be twins."He was a natural motivater. If an employee was having a bad day, Michael was there telling the employee how to look on the positive side of the situation.Seeing this style made me really curious, so one day I went up to Michael and asked him, "I don't get it! You can't be a positive person all the time, how do you do it?" Michael replied, "Each morning I wake up and say to myself, Mike, 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. Everytime someone comes to me complaining, I can choose to accept their complaining or I can point out the positive side in life. I choose to point out the positive s

The Letters, The Love And You
I kept your love letters I held onto your love Each breath that I take I wish I could give to you My memories of you are breaking my heart The flag that they gave me Lays next to your photo There is no letter of condolence When you put the gun to your head They thought you weren't worth it My heart beats every morning My pain hurts every minute I want to bring you back with honor I want to take away your pain If I only realized where you were headed Maybe I could have taken your place My dear darling daughter My life is nothing There is no me Without You.

Letter To My Mom
For as long as I can remember you were there. My earliest memory was of when I had a nightmare and went in to wake you up, I was about 4. I ran from your room, into the bathroom crying hysterically. You came into to find me and asked me what was wrong. I turned to you, with tears streaming down my face and cried, "I saw your bum!" You laughed as you replied, "Well yes, I have a bum, the same as you. It's not like you've not seen it before. You've come in when I have been in the bathroom." "Yeah, but I saw the whole thing!" What did a 4 year old know about a parents body? It was traumatizing. Not to mention killer on your sex life apparently. Years later when I reminded you of that story, we had a big laugh over it. There were so many things that happened that I could call to my memory in an instant that would remind me of how we'd laugh (the water fights in the basement, or the wheelchair races you'd try to stop in the basement. Even the time for Andie's 16th party when we put the

Letting Go
I have often wonder why is it so hard to let things go in the past that really have no value now? Could be it a possible (1) that got away but if that was true, this person would still be apart of your life. Could it be that the lession you were suppose to learn hurt so bad that the last thing you wish is to go through that again, building a huge wall that not even a bomb can break. That isnt healthy but we do it. We become so untrusting to the point that not even believing if that really is your first name. Not everyone has the same past but we all share a few things that make us more a like than what we think. I cant honestly say Ive ever been inlove to the point that it still hurts. I can say that I should have known better to be involved with those people in the first place. We have a hard time being alone and often date whoever. Not the best thing to do because some people are flat fucking crazy. When you analyze your past and break it down piece by piece..where you are right n

A Letter To A Fallen Soldier
A Letter To A Fallen Soldier I searched for you over the horizon, remembering way back when, you went away and said goodbye never to return again. I knew it was part of your job and the risk was always there but this was your third tour and it's really not fair. Your first two were in Iraq, where it all began, but then you were pulled out of there and sent to Afghanistan. The president promised to bring you back, by the end of his second year, now he's going on his fourth and still you're not here. Now I'm all alone with nothing but memories of what was yet to be, I wish I could turn back the hands of time and tell you how much you mean to me. He never served our country so there's something I'

Lettin Go...
“Everything I’ve ever let go of has claw marks on it.” — Michael Peake When your life is falling apart, there’s always the impulse to hold on: to him, to her, to it; to the way it was, to how you wanted it to be, to how you want it now. But in order to get through a crisis, you will have to let go of whatever is standing in your way or causing the problem; these are the handcuffs around your ankles, the tin cans tied to your tail. You will have to let go of whatever isn’t serving you, whatever you no longer need, whatever keeps you from moving forward, whatever you’re so attached to that you can’t see where you’re going. You may have to let go of your marriage, your friends, your job, your career, your house, your family members, your self-image, the way you deal with things, your past, your dreams of the future. I don’t know what you’ll have to let go of. That’s for you to discover, but I do kn

Let There Be Light
Let There Be Light Text: Frances W. Davis Music: Robert J.B. Fleming, 1967 Tune: CONCORD, Meter: 47.76 1. Let there be light, let there be understanding, let all the nations gather, let them be face to face. 2. Open our lips, open our minds to ponder, open the door of concord opening into grace. 3. Perish the sword, perish the angry judgment, perish the bombs and hunger, perish the fight for gain. 4. Hallow our love, hallow the deaths of martyrs, hallow their holy freedom, hallowed be your name. 5. Your kingdom come, your Spirit turn to language, your people speak together, your Spirit never fade. 6. Let there be light, open our hearts to wonder, perish the way of terror, hallow the world God made.

Letting Things Out
I am a passionate person. I am emotional. I am impulsive. Act first, think later. It gets me in trouble a lot. I am not proud of how I acted regarding a certain incident that has surfaced and blown up the past few days. Torches have been lit and pitchforks have been grabbed and I haven't liked being a party to it. I don't like logging in now and seeing the crap I see being spewed all over. I don't come here for that. Had I known this would be the result, I would have sat in my corner. I am not condemning nor condoning anyone; this blog is for me. To get out how I feel, so I don't feel so disgusted with myself. On another subject matter: I am sick of biting my tongue. I am sick of sweeping things under the rug because I don't want to hurt friends feelings or step on any toes. So...I'm not going to anymore. If everyone deletes me because of it, that's okay. At least I know I was honest and true to my character.

A Letter From Ur Baby
Hi Mommy.I'm your baby. You don't know me yet, I'm only a few weeks old. You're going to find out about me soon, though, I promise. Let me tell you some things about me. My name is John, and I've got beautiful brown eyes and black hair. Well, I don't have it yet, but I will when I'm born. I'm going to be your only child, and you'll call me your one and only. I'm going to grow up without a daddy mostly, but we have each other. We'll help each other, and love each other. I want to be a doctor when I grow up.You found out about me today, Mommy! You were so excited, you couldn't wait to tell everyone. All you could do all day was smile, and life was perfect. You have a beautiful smile, Mommy. It will be the first face I will see in my life, and it will be the best thing I see in my life. I know it already. ... Today was the day you told Daddy. You were so excited to tell him about me! ...He wasn't happy, Mommy. He kind of got angry. I don't think that you noticed, but he did. He started to

Letter
The hand that wrote this letterSweeps the pillow cleanSo rest your head andread a treasured dreamI care for no one else but youI tear my soul to cease the painI think maybe you feel the sameWhat can we do?I'm not quite sure what we're supposed to doSo I've been writing just for youThey say your life is going very wellThey say you sparkle like a different girlBut something tells me that you hideWhen all the world is warm and tiredYou cry a little in the darkWell so do II'm not quite surewhat you're supposed to sayBut I can see it's not okayHe makes you laughHe brings you out in styleHe treats you wellAnd makes you up real fineAnd when he's strongHe's strong for youAnd when you kissIt's something newBut did you ever call my nameJust by mistake?I'm not quite sure what I'm supposed to doSo I'll just write some love to you

Letting Go
Letting Go Letting go of demons that have kept me bound. Hate, love, regret kept me from uttering a sound. From now til I am no longer in my skin, I shall be myself, through sainthood, and sin. I no longer conform to the rules of society! I no longer live a life of anxiety. I pray to whatever powers that be... To return myself...to ME! Wrong or right, matters not. If I continue as I am...I shall rot. I am not ashamed of what nor who I am. At this point in life, I no longer give a damn. We all have our deeper shades of black. I only beg for my happiness back. I am good, I am evil, I am close, I am distant, But I can assure you, I am persistent. Be TRUE to yourself, don't live a lie. I've lived it for too long and watched myself die. I greet the new year with utter passion. I shall live my life with abandon and compassion. Life is too hard to judge one another... Hates desire is only to smother. I will comfort and love you, as much as I can. But accept me,

A Letter
I’m still chasing your shadow across the pages of my half empty notebooks,I’ve been losing pieces of myself with every ink stained smear.I think a lot about a written revolution or other forms of mediocre damage to inflict. I hang on the edge of gathered phrases and banned books. I dream of becoming the ink incarnate of another poet’s voice. I believe my words to be the regurgitated opinions of dead conversations.I dwell on the fact that my life has become a strange flicker of things to be and whats already come undone. I wish you were here, I wish she was here. I fell in love some days ago, not with a body, but with a thought. Falling in love is a lot like falling from a window, you’re completely unaware of what happens until you hit the ground, but you enjoy the disoriented feeling of seeing the world as it spins around and chases you back to the concrete.I’ve become much like a beaten child, I am fearful of approaching hands. I stare vacantly

Letter To Me - Brad Paisly
If I could write a letter to meAnd send it back in time to myself at 17First I’d prove it’s me by saying look under your bedThere’s a Skoal can and a Playboy no one else would know you hidAnd then I’d say I know its toughWhen you break up after seven monthsAnd yeah I know you really liked her and it just don’t seem fairAll I can say is pain like that is fast and it’s rare1st ChorusAnd oh you got so much going for you going rightBut I know at 17 it’s hard to see past Friday nightShe wasn’t right for youAnd still you feel like there’s a knife sticking out of your backAnd you’re wondering if you’ll surviveYou’ll make it through this and you’ll seeYou’re still around to write this letter to meAt the stop sign at Tomlinson and EighthAlways stop completely don’t just tap your brakesAnd when you get a date with Bridgett make sure the tank is fullOn second thought forget it that one turns out kinda coolEa

A Letter To Normals
A Letter To: Normals : Having FMS 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 FMS/MSP and its effects, and of those that think they know, many are actually mis-informed. 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 doesnt mean Im not still a human being. I have to spend most of my day in considerable pain and exhaustion, and if you visit I probably dont seem like much fun to be with, but Im 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 Ive been sick for years. I cant be miserable

A Letter In The Lost Wallet!!!!!!!!!
A LETTER IN THE LOST WALLET!!As I walked home one freezing day, I stumbled on a wallet someone had lost in the street. I picked it up and looked inside to find some identification soI could call the owner. But the wallet contained only three dollars and acrumpled letter that looked as if it had been in there for years.The envelope was worn and the only thing that was legible on it was thereturn address. I started to open the letter, hoping to find some clue. ThenI saw the dateline--1924. The letter had been written almost sixty years ago.It was written in a beautiful feminine handwriting on powder bluestationery with a little flower in the left-hand corner. It was a "Dear John"letter that told the recipient, whose name appeared to be Michael, that thewriter could not see him any more because her mother forbade it. Even so, shewrote that she would always love him.It was signed, Hannah.It was a beautiful letter, but there was no way except for the nameMichael, that the owner could be i

Letter
Tonight I lay on the hood of my car watching the sky for hours. It went from blue to grey to black. The stars began to sparkle as I waited for you to come back. I know I will never see you again, but that doesn’t mean I want the waiting to end. I imagine you are watching over me from the brightest star in the sky, But the longer you watch the further I fall I know you’ve seen it all. I can’t forget and I won’t let go. When I’ve needed you the most you didn’t show.

Let The Wind Chase You - Trisha Yearwood
Like a wild wood flowerDoesn't have to reach for the sunAnd when it needs a drop of waterIt doesn't have to ask the rain to comeI don't wanna work for your loveI don't wanna try to beSomething that you're looking forYou're never gonna find in meSo let the wind chase you, I can't do it anymoreLet the road run after you like I always did beforeLet the stars catch your eye'Cause I've tried and tried and triedAnd I want to, so let the wind chase youNo one says the diamond ain't preciousJust because it hasn't yet been foundAnd no one blames the moon for not shiningJust because it's hidden by the cloudsI don't wanna blame myselfThinkin' that I'm not enoughWonder what's wrong with meBecause I couldn't win your loveSo let the wind chase you, I can't do it anymoreLet the road run after you like I always did beforeLet the stars catch your eye'Cause I've tried and tried and triedAnd I want to, so let the wind chase youI don't wanna work for your loveI don't wanna try to beSomething that you're lo

A Letter To Explain Your Fibro
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Letting Frustration Out .. New Song In The Making.
Axe in hand your face in my sight. Mother fukao Gonna get smacked *chop chop* You wanna run your and play games Well meet the bois *chop chop* They my fam you see All ways watch each other backs Now what you got to say *chop chop chop chop chop*

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You and I, we have been through a lot. Been down a lot of dark alleys and stuck in massive rainstorms. We have jumped out of perfectly good airplanes, and felt like we could conquer the world. We have traveled across the ocean on a whim. We have cried alone in the deepest of nights. We have felt powerful, beautiful, peaceful, lonely, sad, and lost. I know you are headstrong. I know you often miss the red flags, miss the warning signs, get caught up in the charge forward, only to realize you are storming the wrong gate. I know that sometimes you have to kiss the pavement to learn. Here are some gentle reminders for the path ahead. - If you are lost, quit walking and sit your ass down. Evaluate your surroundings. Evaluate the positives and negatives. Choose a path. Choose wisely. - Just keep swimming. Once the path is chosen, and the excitement of a new journey wears off, keep on keeping on. Life can't always be shiny. Sometimes it's dull work. Sometimes it sucks. Every day is a step

Letters
Dear Justin, Its been away since we've flooded your mind, I'm sure our absence has been well noted in your day to day flow. Where we once would reside in your notebook pages now are simply just simple words. You misused our presence and took for granted our ability to translate your emotions from pressed ink and paper pages to a living breathing canvas of art in its most impressive form, poetry. we do regret my own childish behavior, coming around with false intentions just to watch you destroy what you created, we sometimes feel guilty for dismembering your imagination and leaving her corpse to rot as you've aged and grown to miss her. But to justify my actions, had we waited any longer, she would have been neglected and forced to suffer slowly, as people grow up their imaginations are left to fend for themselves in the baron land of evolving mental states. Consider that act a mercy killing. As we leave this letter to you, we've offer in place of Imagination, Inspi

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 meansthe 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 to my desires,but to take each day as

A Letter To Santa
Dear santa, i been grusomely good this year. please answer my wish that is of two parts please, first i want a honest to goodness job that pays well and part two one girl friend that is loyal and doesnt have any thing to hide and will love me for me. thanx, david b.

A Letter To Just Talk
My dearest Mi Amore Amy, Nothing seems real any more without you. Fianlly the other day I knew you were really gone. So many emotions have flodded me. I feel lost without you like a part of me has died with you. I don't know how or if I will get back to where I was with you. Honestly without you I don't know if I really want to. Dan looks at me and he talks to me but if feels as if it is hard for him to do so and not remember and think of you. At times I feel as though he has grown to hate the part of me that was you. He is different now that you are gone. I don't know if he will ever be the same and come back to what he had with me fully. I'm scared Amy. So afraid that living without you is not what you would really want. There are days that I just want to end it all because I am so lonely without you. I can't seem to look at anything now and get the same pleasure that I once did. The planning of the wedding seems to be a chore. Finding the dresses, even though mine ha

Letting Go
Strangers sing,While lovers lie,The moon gets all the attention,While the stars get ignored until they fall Hiding in the shadows,Ashamed of defeat,Crawling through life on our hands and knees,Screaming out names that have been long forgotten,Only somehow I never forgot yours Holding on to the dreams we made,Remembering only the pain that awakens my scars,Pushing out these emotions that killed us both,Facing myself in the mirror laughing at what I see I’m like a child who’s always fucking up,And you’re the teacher my judge and jury…the one, who punishes me again,I will never learn…letting go of myself…and let you see me…will only bring me pain,I told you I loved you…tell me bitch what’s my sentence I like to think when I’m alone,You’re the moon getting all the attention,And I’m the stars, who have to fall to get noticed,But then it hits me…you’re not always that full either,People only see half of

Letter To My Top Notch Royal Davinchi Family Crest Fans!!!
My entire life I always wanted to be an actor in Hollywood!!! I had day dreams and night dreams about having starring roles in Hollywood. With Directors like Steven Spielberg and co-starring with Legendary actors like The Greatest of all time Al Pacino… This was before becoming a hip-hop artist and beginning the grind of a lifetime!!! I started in the music business in 2001 & began growing my Family Crest 6 years ago starting it all on the infamous Myspace! I have gone thru disappointment after disappointment that my manager would present to me & heartbreak after slammed door in my face. I have been turned down more times then I can count… and I never gave up… I kept writing new songs & lived in the studio.. Til I earned my first break being signed after winning over Kenny M aka The Wizard with a production deal. I knew that after the signing the hard work really was about to begin with a fury!!! In 2010 I paid for my own airline ticket and flew to Indi

The Letter To The Judge.......hardest Thing Ive Ever Had To Do
Josh was, is a very persausive individual. He is capable of being like day & night. He knows all the right things to get you to fall for him, This fact should have been my first warning with him. Josh & I had a pretty rocky relationship. It started as friends when we met at work in 2012. During this time he was still living with Amanda, so I kept it friends only. Then in the summer of '12 he kinda just vanished, I assumed things were better with him and Amanda. But truth was, he was in jail for 60 days for an altercation with Amanda. This should have been my second warning. But when he contacted me in Nov of '12, he told me it was her that started it & she had dirty cops in her pockets, thats why he did time. I brushed it off, cause to be honest I had seen Josh with black eyes from Amanda, well so he said. So we started our relationship. Like I stated it was pretty rocky, Josh had this thing with going between me and his ex wife Lisa. So we broke it off many times due to this fact. Yet

Let There Be Peace Within You
"May today there be peace within. May you not forget the infinite possibilities that are born of faith in yourself and others. May you use the gifts that you have received and pass on the love that has been given to you. May you be content with yourself the way you are. Let this knowledge settle into your bones and allow your soul the freedom to sing, dance, and praise and love. It is there for each and every one of us."

Letting Go
It's a day at the beach I have my clean folded towels My beach bag consisting of sunscreen, sand toys, and a nice read Search for the spot I always park in Pay a dollar per hour for parking There is an overly sized latina momma at the machine Obviously having no clue how to put a dollar into it I help her, she seems annoyed that I helped Finally gets the fuck out of my way I'm at a 5% angry zone Then I put the ticket in the window Step out onto the sidewalk Look for a quiet empty area on the sand Don't mind a long walk to establish a territory The sandals catch the particles, so I remove them They have failed to protect my feet properly I am at a 10% fucking hate you sandals mood Finally reaching my destination I fan my towels out to lay down The wind catches the corners Messes up the entire perfection of my placement I am cursing the breeze I'm at a 50% Open my book Read a page er two

Letting Go!
Maybe it's true. I guess I knew she had started to feel that way. That's why I kept trying to talk to her. Just to say I'm sorry, and goodbye. I swear I would, and never will hurt her, or anyone she cares about. I love her too much. I really have no right to love her at all. I told her from the start that I had been married for over 30 years. The night she told me she had decided to divorce her husband I explained that I did not believe in divorce, nor could I ever get one. I did this and several other things to sabotqge myself in her eyes because I thought she had seen how I felt about her. I actually was afraid I might have made her decision easier. I knew if I were right, I probably wouldn't be able to resist her. Suppose it worked too good. Next thing I know, we are never alone again. She either stayed behind the counter, or found another area of the store to be in. It never occured to me that my actions were really worthy of setting the "Creepometer" to screaming. Never got to s

Letter To Me
Hey what's up fubar freaks and peeps? I hope everyone is stayin warm or chillin where they live!! Its been a lil over a month now since Ive been on here last. Which at that time was my birthday and that was wicked crazy lmao!! Cant wait for new year's eve because my good friend is getting married at midnight...how romantic, with good friends and beer couldnt get any better but probably will get a little crazy redneck style that is lol.. So, yesterday my older sister didnt know what twerking was. So, were having this convo on facebook under the comments. I explained to my sis that twerkng is a type of dancing in which the dancer, usually a woman shakes her hips in an up-and-down bouncing motion causing the dancer's ass to shake, wobble, and jiggle lol so now the new short term version for twerking is tmao(twerkinng my ass off) that was an educational moment for me and very priceless as well!! So, anyway I think I was kinda seeing someone but then walked away from him. For one he

Let Us Pray...
Prayer for our soldiers. Prayer: "Lord, hold our troops in your loving hands. Protect them as they protect us. Bless them and their families for the selfless acts they perform for us in our time of need. Amen." Prayer Request: When you receive this, please stop for a moment and say a prayer for our troops around the world. Of all the gifts you could give a Marine, Soldier, Sailor, Airman, & others deployed in harm's way, prayer is the very best one.

Let Us Toast 2 Yet Another Joke
One day I'm going to forget your name It's a shame you can't say the same You poor sweet innocent thing That image is a joke. Another lie you tell yourself Don't cry to me, you did it to yourself... Not I You dream of the darkness While I live in the light. Your world of nothingness Is a joke at my dinner parties. But I just can't escape The twisted way you think of me Does it burn you up inside that through your torment You belong to me? I can't save your life And if the possibility Arose I wouldn't see the point. Out on your own, Cold, un-wanted and alone See how your innocent guilt wrapped In hate set you free. All the paths lead you back to that warped and twisted thing you call a soul. We could play this game your way But I fear if I cut you down to a thing I can use there will be nothing good left of you. Only to be another joke As I drink with Joy.

Let Us
Take my hand - let us travel to a place far-away- Were the stars always shine- I can make you mine..for a day. Whisper in my ear your deepest- darkest fantasies- My kisses will start the flame- my fingers slowly tease. Take my hand - Let's go into my world- stand by my side- I'll honor your every desire - you won't go away unsatisfied. I'll feed your every hunger - taste the sweet nectar of your skin- After I've tasted all of you - I'll go back and start again. Take my hand - let me take you into a swirling mist of need- Lay back and let me tease you- On your body I shall feed. Your tortured senses will be screaming for the ultimate release- While my lips and tongue devour you- oh, you are a delicious feast. Take my hand - let us soar as high as the eagles dare to fly- In a heated world of passion - we'll watch the stars flicker by. I'll lavish on your body - your senses realing with desire- Our bodies fused together - b

~let Us Not Fall Asleep/terrorist Activity~~
**Gingrich Speech in ****New Hampshire****. Apparently it is causing a firestorm.** **NEWT GINGRICH: The third thing I want to talk about very briefly is the genuine danger of terrorism, in particular terrorists using weapons of mass destruction and weapons of mass murder, nuclear and biological weapons. And I want to suggest to you that right now we should be impaneling people to look seriously at a level of supervision that we would never dream of if it weren't for the scale of threat.** **Let me give you two examples. When the British this summer arrested people who were planning to blow up ten airliners in one day, they arrested a couple who were going to use their six month old

Let Us Be Free Once Again
The North American content has gone to hell in a hand basket so to speak. With more of our nations being taken over by the Jews and other non white world, our governments no longer are able or willing to protect us the white citizens the men and women who on countless occasions have given their lives in protecting their values and homeland. No longer are our governments looking out for our best interests, they instead are allowing our borders to be overrun by men and women of color from third world countries, they are halting all efforts in rounding these people up to ship them back to their country of origin, instead of tax dollars being spent on the men and women who pay them, they are misspent over seas and in programs to help people here illegally live comfortable lives. Our governments, instead of fighting real acts of terrorism, are taking their frustrations out on the very people who built the north American countries, they enact laws that suppress the white races rights to t

Let Us Know Please
THERE IS A FEW THINGS WE WANT TO MENTION TO YOU ALL TODAY AND HOPE U WILL UNDERSTAND/PASS AROUND AND ATLEAST HELP US OUT~ ON OUR FRON PAGE WE HAVE BEEN TRYING TO ADD A GUEST BOOK FOR ALL TO SIGN FOR SOME REASON IT STILL HAS YET TO WORK. NO IDEA WHY. IF YOU HAVE NE IDEAS LET US KNOW WHAT WE CAN DO TO FIX IT. WE HAVE A A MESSAGE RECORDER THAT IS JUST A PHONE CALL AWAY AND WOULD LIKE EVERYONE ON OUR PAGE AND NEW COMERS TO NOT ONLY LEAVE TAGS/OR WRITTEN COMMENTS BUT TO PICK UP THE PHONE AND MAKE A SIMPLE PHONE CALL AND LEAVE A MESSAGE TO A FRIEND OR A FAMILY MEMBER OR JUST TO SHOUT OUT TO A SOLDIER. I WOULLD APPRECIATE EACH AND EVERYONE OF OUR FRIENDS AND FANS TO DO THIS AND TO NEW COMERS TOO. THANKS THE MEN AND WOMAN OVER HERE ARE CALING OUT TO YOU ALL IF YOU HAVE A FRIEND OR FAMILY MEMBER THAT IS SERVING OVER HERE OR SERVED IN NE WAR OR IF U R A RENOUND CT MILITARY MEMBER PLEASE SEND THERE/YOUR PIC BRANCH/NAME/YRS SERVED SO WE CAN POST THEM FOR ALL TO SEE! LAST WE A

Let Us Ruin Their Fun
When a group of more then forty proud white men women and children gather, it’s considered some kind of hate gathering. However when a tribe of the worlds worst people gather, it’s considered a religious gathering. When we meet, that is when proud whites meet, we have protesters trying to aggravate us by any means possible, thus making it damn near impossible to express ourselves in a non violent way. I say that any person who is willing to put their necks on the line, who is willing to endure the bull shit the FBI and other big brother organizations in America put us through then we should give them a reason to watch us ever so closely. On November 11th a large gathering of the world’s worst people is going to be taking place in Nashville Tennessee. This event will be roughly a three day event, where Jews from all over America will be getting together and more than likely plotting the gentile’s demise. I would love to see a large group of White Protesters making it hard for thes

Let Us Know
If you think you'll be coming down for Bike Week or any other time, comment here and let us know. We can let you know where some of the "hot" spots are and some to stay away from. We'd love to meet you for a drink or a cup of coffee!

Let Us Bring Out The Freak In You
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Let Us Get This Right.
I don't like drama on here, I see it in the mumms and I don't care for it, to be quite frank. I love mumming, but I am im no ones clique and if you don't care for me, you only have to read my status, because I don't care for you either, unless you have actually got to know me. Now all this crap has to stop now, i've been deleted as a friend from so many accounts, and I don't give a fuck, but they are from the same people who say 'hello' one minute and who class me as a sheep the next.... i'm neither. Then you have to go back to read my status, blah, blah. Now I must be exceedingly boring here, but I don't care. We all have problems, and we judge ... I know I do. But if you are exceptionally cruel and mean ... go back to my status.

Let Us Never Forget - My Email To Fox & Friends Regarding The Wtc Building & Memorial
Dear Fox & Friends, I whole heartedly believe that the building should most definitely be built - no matter how long it takes for the various government agencies to get their act together, coordinate and get this done. This building & memorial needs to be built to honor the memories of the victims, their families, the valiant NY Staters who came to the rescue, for all Americans who felt this attack just as strongly in their hearts no matter where in the world they were that day - and for all of our brave men and women in the military who have given the ultimate sacrifice as a result of coming to our nations defense after September 11,2001 - and for all of our heroes in the military who continue to serve and protect. Another major reason this WTC building & memorial *needs* to be built is that countless Americans are so shamefully taking the path of least resistance by conveniently forgetting September 11,2001, what happened that tragic day when our nation was attacked without

Let Us Be Together
Well, it's started.... she's doing it again. I'm getting tired of having to defend myself againest her and everyone eles. I see alot more than she and the others think I do. She and one other are TRYING to get me and Dewitt apart, but he even said that it won't work. I know he loves me, and he knows I love him. So why are they trying so hard when they are the same way with their men. Just because, Dewitt and I can talk everything out insted of fighting about it or yelling. Yes at times Dewitt walks away to cool off, but he always comes back to talk it out. Dewitt and I don't even have to HIT each other to tell the other that we love one another. Sure we play around, but I don't leave broses on him and he doesn't leave them on me. I just hate how they act around me and him. They act as if they can't stand Dewitt and myself being together, but it's not their choose for us to be together or not, it's ours. He as even said "i lost you once before I won't lose you again" to me! So why do yo

Let Us Dance The Night Away
Dancing recreating ourselves in sensuous motion keeping in step with the moving ocean bodies tuned to each other's hearts stepping and swaying to our parts step two three, let's try this dance this might be fun if we give it a chance step two three, put your hand in mine just feel the rhythm we're doing fine waltzing under moonlight shining brightly, in a forest glade dancing after midnight music sweet, is being made step two three, I see you glance at my excitement from this dance step two three, time to turn and dip hold steady while I kiss your lips love is captured in the breezes from the seashore, blowing in till the new day is dawning please let's never let this end Dance with me here we belong in each other's arms dancing cheek to cheek moving slow holding you now, sets off my alarms passions are rising, I think you know swirling lights, smooth wooden floors crowded tables, where the music roars dancers move, holding each other t

Let Us Seduce You!!!!
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Let Us Resolve.
Let us resolve to let go in every moment allowing Spirit to guide our way. Let us resolve to surrender in every circumstance and allow wisdom to harmonize our life path. Let us resolve to be a channel for love to heal our world. Let us resolve to be an instrument that peace will dominate our every thought, world and deed. Blessings John ~Teach Only Love~

Let Us Fight In Circles!!!!
MuMMs. a place where you can fight with one another about who is right and who is wrong. me? i usual avoid it. it's just stupid crap that i don't need to get into. i'm on fubar to have fun not to take about politics, religion, etc.. i deal with that enough in real life. but what is fun is fighting with someone without really fighting. just being nice to them and letting them know that you are no threat. and what happens? they FREAK! they find something to argue about. name calling ya know, the obvious. it's really entertaining. i don't like to fight. i never want to fight. and the way i approach it makes things easier on me. i don't end up talking out of my ass and in the end that person will just continue on in their stupidity. well, i think you should try it out. i only do it when i'm feeling 'frisky'. like today. but i'm good for now. (not to say i haven't thought about arguing with others before it's just that i keep my mouth shut) OMG!

Let Us Not Forget!
This weekend is a time of remberence. Make sure you take some of it to say thank you-to Veterans, Active Military, and those who never made it home. we may all be getting ready to have a party or BBQ this weekend but lets not forget just what this weekend is all about. I am a very proud veteran of the 82nd Airborne and 3rd Ranger and i will never forget the men i served with and the ones that still fight for our freedoms today. to all of you active military you are in my thoughts this weekend. God bless and my he keep you safe.

Let Us Know
OK So I hear all Women Want to "DO" a Biker. I question if I'ts because the Biker Status Is that Of a Rock Star or A Wealthy Man! Tell Us what You Think! Leave details if you want.. It's your choice. Thanx for reading and all responses..

Let Us Never Forget.
Dedicatied For September 11th, 2001"The United States is under attack" was all I could hearOn the radio and TV, now the nation was in fear.The bystanders looking pointing above their headsFamily members calling in hopes loved ones weren't dead.Sirens started blaring, cries were certainly heard"Oh my God" was the consensus of American words.Tears started pouring as the television showed the worldThe second plane hitting, more like it hurled.Terrorist attacked in hopes to put us in despairPearl Harbor is the only attack for US to compareThe tragedy, the lives lost with no remorse.Al-Quida received our attention from using blunt force.After what seemed like forever, the towers started to fall.People started running, the cameras caught it all.I remember desperate acts of people falling to their deathI sat in my living room crying, just holding my breath."How could this happen, I don't understandWho could be bold enough to touch on our land?"I couldn't conceive of the actions taking placeI

Let Your Hair Spill Down
Eyes sparkling, she whispers It's even better with my hair down hands reaching behind her head back arched, full breasts high ringlets fall onto pale silken skin warm gold cascading over us Legs spread she pins me down her head a cloud her hair the rain washing over me soft and gentle lips like lightening strikes dancing deftly wrapping me up in her web wrapped tightly in her tresses

Let Your Light Shine
Let 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

Let Your Heart Make The Choice
Before you say goodbye and walk out the door darling think twice let your heart make the choice Remember our sweet nights playing stories of delight don't throw the memories we made locking it in the attic to fade Before you break my heart and tear our moments apart ask yourself do I want this will I miss that kiss Don't bring distance to our eyes my flowers in the garden will die before you push my hands that clutch ask..can I forget this touch Look back through the years of how we hold each other dear a life without you is miserable to walk away from me are you able Don't banish our beautiful life and leave me with strife for my soul knows only you living in this world for you So before you say goodbye and walk out the door darling...think twice let your heart make the choice

Let Your Heart Do The Thinking
Let your heart do the thinking When you feel a bit blue When the skies are all cloudy And the sun's hidden, too Remember the things Yhat brought laughter your way Like the happiest moments Of some special day Let your heart do the thinking If just for a while 'cause you'll find when you do That it brings a smile

Let Your Light Light Shine
if you take one little candle into a dark room, you too can fill it with light. All it takes is one little light, a little light that we all hold in our hearts. Let your light shine on all the people you see. Cast out the darkness of hate. http://www.peacenowar.net/newpeace/

Let You Go
(verse 1) your not worth the wait telling me shes better. Could u really go for some more.. of that past girl,that fucking whore (part of verse 1,but whispered or sung lightly) well,, im not one to describe really what i feel inside but by what i see u were meant for her. (chorus) cmon just get it over with the fact that your leaving ohhh and that ure not worth it. cmon get way out of hand with your lies and decieving ohh cuz ure not worth it. even from the start i saw it and i even called it whoaa arent i the greatest i knew we wouldnt have made it cmon by the way you were acting i knew this shit was gunna happen sooner or later id rather it sooner than later (chorus) cmon just get it over with the fact that your leaving ohhh and that ure not worth it. cmon just pack your shit and go how it would be with me youll never knowwww... never know...(song fades out) (last line without music) i just wanted to congratulate u and ure ho..and l

Let Your Music Speak
For most of the population, our music is the center of our lives. It can set the mood, or it can heal a mood. A single song can bring up a flood of memories, or it can help create new ones. So, I thought it would be fun to make a little survey with this idea in mind. It is quite simple, for every question or scenerio, you may only answer with a song title or a few lines from a song. The words in the titles or lyrics should state your answer. I have done these before, and they can be quite fun and thought-inducing. 1. How do you see yourself? TITLE - "Silent All These Years" 2. What is the most flattering way the opposite sex has ever described you? LYRICS - "She's the kind of girl/You bring home to your mother/She looks good in blue jeans/Even better under covers" 3. How would you sum up your last romantic relationship? LYRICS - "Lie to me/I promise I'll believe/Lie to me/But please don't leave me" 5. What is your philosophy on life? LYRICS - "You live, you learn/You sc

Let Your Feelings Show
When your friends are special, let your feelings show. Tell them their important to you. Maybe they dont know Dont hold back affection Say whats in your heart that your happy when your with them and sad when your apart. Dont wait till tomorrow thats too far away For friendship is too valuable to wait another day....

Let You Down
When you needed me I let you down Now I need you But your nowhere to be found My apologies and tears arent enough Can't get you back now The road ahead without you will be tough You say I don't exist Its cuts like a knife Like the blade on my wrist Are you worth my life? I take a chance Let my true feelings out And all you do is crush my heart Over and over again Revenge you set on me Hate it transcends I'm holding on to whats left of us A memory in the midst of the fire The images I can't suppress And Im wondering how I let you go Let you slip away What I got left here now Pieces all over, my hearts in dismay Cuz I let you down I front to whomever Saying Im better off While I lay in bed at night Wishing my limbs I could sever I stay in a daze Partially blocked off from the world In my own little universe Praying for today to be my last day The day I ride quietly in a hearse All because the day I let you down I let myself down too And this mistake

“let Your Body Steal The Show”
Baby let these words reach deeply to the senses of your sensual soul…because I love to indulge my lustful gazes into every single part of you… Lock the door behind you and expose all that is you… Un-lock and let your lovely breast roam free… Let your laced panties hit the floor…only to show me more of what my hardness is dying for as…you… “Let Your Body Steal the Show” No need to cover up all that is you… There isn’t no one here but just you and me…to enjoy this sensual moment… Sssh! Baby let me undress because you look so sexy standing right here before me… That I can’t help but you give the full view in all that your sexy eyes may want… To see…standing right here before you as well… Damn girl! You look so sexy and I love the way that you’re touching your breast, gently teasing me with those lustful eyes… As you watch my black nature rise…from the stroking of my finger-tips… With you like this before me it just makes me want you even more…as you

Let Your Tears Flow To Water Your Soul
The sorrow which has no vent in tears may make other organs weep. ~Henry Maudsley When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight. ~Kahlil Gibran Let your tears come. Let them water your soul. ~Eileen Mayhew Laughter and tears are both responses to frustration and exhaustion. I myself prefer to laugh, since there is less cleaning up to do afterward. ~Kurt Vonnegut Heaven knows we need never be ashamed of our tears, for they are rain upon the blinding dust of earth, overlying our hard hearts. ~Charles Dickens, Great Expectations, 1860 The soul would have no rainbow had the eyes no tears. ~John Vance Cheney Tearless grief bleeds inwardly. ~Christian Nevell Bovee Time engraves our faces with all the tears we have not shed. ~Natalie Clifford Barney Heavy hearts, like heavy clouds in the sky, are best relieved by the letting of a little water. ~Antoine Riv

~ Let Your Body Decide ~
This song is from a band called 'The Ark'...I put the lyrics in my FuName to see how many would ask and how many would 'assume' what it meant...all in good fun...the song and music makes me feel happy......xoxoxo Words, come to me so easily they make me forget what I mean. seem so very unsound when I don't want them around Let your body decide where you want to go Let your body decide where you want to go, high or low, fast or slow. Let your body decide where you want to go, high or low, fast or slow. Let your body decide where you want to go, high or low, fast or slow. Let your body decide where you want to go, high or low, fast or slow. I don't know if I'm ready but everything must be unsteady on the first go-round Thoughts, -Is it right to feel this way? -Will I be happy one day? -Is my posture OK? -Am I straight or gay? Let your body decide where you want to go Let your body decide where you want to go, high or low, fast or slow. Let your body decide whe

Let Your Light Shine
Let Your Light Shine! Does the middle of winter find you feeling down? Seemingly endless cold and snow this time of year make the warm weather months seem like an eternity ago. Today we may celebrate for it is Candlemass- the mid point between the winter solstice and the spring equinox, so it marks the day upon which winter is half over! It is a time of the year which naturally forms a transition period in winter -we can take heart and give thanks we are moving on into brighter and better days. Traditionally Candlemass has many associations with light. Christian traditions use candles to celebrate the presentation of the "Light of the World" to the temple representing the Creator. More ancient traditions also celebrated this time with candles, bonfires and perpetual flames. The Irish through the centuries have cleverly combined ancient traditions with their Christian faith. Candlemass is associated with St Brigid, a woman from the 6th century who is regarded as a Ch

Let Your Voice Be Heard!
Want your voice to be heard? Make your own Bad Habitz Radio commercial. Record an audio clip about why much you love BHR - send it to us, and we'll play it on air! Please be sure to include your "fubar" nick name and please only send MP3 or wav files. If you would like background music - please specify a song when sending your audio clip. Windows has a built in sound recorder you can use to make your promotion. If you need help with this please let me know. Also coming soon - video clip commercials.

Let You Know About Me.
Hi First of all I am married. Been married almmost 5 years. No kids, love to hang out with friends and family. I am bisexual. I also am a Avon Representative. So if you are looking for one leave me a message and I will get you my website. We have 2 dogs. My dogs is a registered American Bulldog Male. His name is Cloud. Hubby has a little dog that is a terrier mix. Her name is Brat. We rescued her from being put down. I am currently in College at Westwood College Online majoring in Computer Network Engineering. I want to open up my own PC technician shop. That is my dream. If you want to know more. Just ask me I am open and honest.

Let Your Heart Make The Choice
Before you say goodbyeand walk out the doordarling think twicelet your heart make the choiceRemember our sweet nightsplaying stories of delightdon't throw the memories we madelocking it in the attic to fadeBefore you break my heartand tear our moments apartask yourself do I want thiswill I miss that kissDon't bring distance to our eyesmy flowers in the garden will diebefore you push my hands that clutchask..can I forget this touchLook back through the yearsof how we hold each other deara life without you is miserableto walk away from me are you ableDon't banish our beautiful lifeand leave me with strifefor my soul knows only youliving in this world for youSo before you say goodbyeand walk out the doordarling...think twicelet your heart make the choice

Let Your Light Shine
You Are The Sun Watching the world through a blacked-out windowYou see no sun,Yet people see light shining in your eyes,You are the sun for othersWatching children play, wishing you were them,You start to cry,People see your child- like tears,Yet nobody seems to careGiving light to others,You realize you're aloneYour flame is burning brightlyYet you still feel blindBut if you look deep into your heart, and open the window,You realize,You are the sun,Your stars need your brightness,And one day you will find the special star,Which will add to your flame,And you will burn brighter then ever,Spreading joy and happiness for miles around. Do not let what you cannot do interfere with what you can do.just because you cannot see the life that you have inside of you does not mean that it isn't there. life sux sometimes and i know this from experience but i am learning along with everyone else in this world that when you hit the bottom there is only one way to go..... up. the light in your eyes,

Let Your Heart Sing
Be joyful, and be lead forth in peace.Stand at the top of a mountain, and burstinto a song. The birds will sing along, and the trees in thefield will be clapping there leaves,for life is all around you. Walk in the light of your presence, and rejoice all of your days. Your heart, filled with love and peace, bringinghappiness to all. I lecture you this, so that your life can be unique, there is no ransom in what I teach, just enter the everlasting light, and be complete.Delight and joy will overtake you, sadness and pain, will fly away. In Love. Poem By Tammy C.

Let Your Heart Decide
I understand that you’ve met someone With a perfect heart But you’ve been questioned by everyone; Are you in the dark? Can you choose to fall, Should you risk it all? How’m I gonna stop it if you wanna give it all to love When I’m on your side And I understand you’re the only one to know Whether wrong or right Let your heart decide (you’re the only one) Some may tell you don’t take the risk It’s a waste of time But if you think you’ll find happiness Baby take the dive It’s unusual But it’s critical How’m I gonna stop it if you wanna give it all to love When I’m on your side And I understand you’re the only one to know Whether wrong or right Let your heart decide (you’re the only one) Give it up How’m I gonna stop it if you wanna give it all to love When I’m on your side And I understand you’re the only one to know Whether wrong or right Let your heart decide (you’re the only one)

Let Your Light Shine
Let Your Light ShineKeb' Mo' You say, You want to get over.What are you gonna do?Watch the world go byIn a corner of the room?I know,None of my business.But there's something I need to say,If you could see youThe way I see youYou'd start flying on your own.Step aside and . . . Let your light shine.Let your love showIt's a short rideDown the long road.When the rains come And the winds blowLet your light shineWherever you go. This world is ready and waitingFor you to break on through.It's time to recognize,To realize, You're the only one like you.Step on up,Step into your greatness. Don't be afraid.There's a place where you will rise up to;No one else could do what you do.Get out of the way Let your light shine.Let your love showIt's a short rideDown the long road.When the rains come And the winds blowLet your light shine

Let Yourself Be In Ideal Herve Leger Dress Wear
Bored of dressing up plastic material dolls? actually imagined of dressing up girls in an on line game? on this current world, every little thing is feasible ranging from actively playing effortless matches and dressing up digital dolls online. The time has changed manually dressing up dolls to automated setting up apparel outfits. Don't you believe to make sure that your daughter is excited to find out that how will she seem inside of a specific Herve Leger Dresses when used up? Above all, these apparel up matches serves like a demo for dressing and also a component of amusement for girls. Now, these plastic material dolls have moved online. Your daughter can come across millions of web sites which provide to perform apparel up games. every single web site will comprise a huge selection of apparel up games. These web sites consists of preferred selection of cost-free on line Herve Leger Sleeveless Bandage Dress Crimson matches categorized into completely different sections,

~let Your Light Shine~
The most important thing in our life is to "feel" the love that was put in our hearts, to make it grow and believe that you can can experience the purest form of it. Love has no barriers as its power is infinite, it could travel millions of light years in one microsecond , it could take us to feel in the moon and the next second we could find ourselves swimming in the ocean of our heart, it is just a matter of being present with our hearts open that we can experience this magical love story, the journey of the soul in bliss ♥ Let your soul feel it's beautiful shine, love yourself and others, be happy, radiate LOVE >3♥♥

Letz Go ♥ Her Up!!
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Leukophobia
Something's still broken Like I can't wrap my head around a riddle or someone's covering my eyes. I can't stop the world, and step through the very small hole in my mind's eye. The third eye. The gateway to one peace one thought one song of silence. Unfortunate really its kinda like having an arm lopped off once you learn to read the rhythm of your self and you have that connection and understanding severed. The lights went out. My soul is missing. Its not an issue of being uninspired this time. It's not about losing love or drying out my heart. I hacked my finger down to the bone and laughed today. It made a rather satisfying crack as it clacked against the white shell. Laughed. Finished cooking and bled. Something's still broken. And I'm no longer fearing its getting worse I know it is.

Leukemia & Lymphoma
I will be joining my labor union's team and thousands of others in the Light the Night Walk on October 10 in Washinton, DC, to help raise money and awareness for Leukemia and Lymphoma. Right now, more than 900,000 Americans are living with blood cancer. By making a small donation, you can help find a cure and assist patients with their expenses while they are getting the treatment they need to fight their cancer! You can do so by clicking on my link: http://pages.lightthenight.org/nca/WashDC09/bholtz. Remember, this is a tax deduction, and you will be sent a receipt!! If you would like more information on their patient services visit www.lls.org or call the Information Resource Center at (800) 955-4572. The Information Resource Center (IRC) provides accurate, up-to-date disease and treatment information. Their information specialists are master's level social workers and health educators. They are available to speak with callers Monday through Friday, 9 a.m. to 6 p.m. EST

Leur Amitié Est Généralement Est Souvent Maillots De Foot Comme ça
Un engouement plus un maillot de footballTravail et Rey ont été combats sur ce à acheter final avoir été dans un sportives centre. Travail voulu achat un maillot de baseball mais Rey souhaitait un maillot de football, Groupe tentant de persuader Rey à acheter un maillot de baseball acheter Rey était vraiment achat d'une maillot de football.Le problème est le fait que Travail peut être l' un seul débourse et c'est vraiment en fait présenter Travail Rey. Rey Maillot Enfant pense que si il est vraiment a cadeau puis Emploi besoin d' acquérir rien . Pour add au sein de l' insistance de Rey, il souhaitait un maillot de football bleu mais nouveau Groupe avisé rouge à la place .Et ainsi va l'histoire. mais le end , elle avait été Rey qui a payé le au maillot de football depuis Travail ne sera pas achat besoin . Rey était assez très déçu avec l' réaction Travail mais il était comprendre adéquat et permettre sur le raisonnement et il paya.suite quelques heures , Groupe se sentait

Levae No One Behind
They have found some more remains That have lain hidden for so long And no matter what excuse they make There is something surely wrong. What if you were a Family Who had nothing to lay to rest And then, now it begins all over As new hopes are put to an old test. They want to have some closure A place to visit those they lost To have a private place to go The least deserved, for their awful cost. Haven't they lost enough? Haven't they felt enough pain? Without wondering, “How many more?” Places not searched, still remain. It seems to be really obvious These lost ones should have been found Back then, not five years later Once more the victims were let down. With all of our technologies And with proper leaders in place GZ should be searched once more For even the smallest trace. How much longer must those souls wait And will the families ever really know Some peace and put them to rest In some private place where they can go. All Americans shoul

Leveled Up Rather Quickly Tonight!
Tonight I recieved a gift of a pint of guiness from babyjesus and magically leveled from 8 to 10 in about a half an hour.. wonder if those are related? Will never know.. would hate to jinx an awesome thing!! A major thanks and kisses to him for making this site rockin and all that keep it the great clean place it is!!

Leveling Up
To anyone who reads this (especially any site mods) I have been stcuk and level 5 99.99% fopr about 2 weeks now. Does anyone know why I might be stuck?? If there is anyone that can help me figure out why I am stuck, and point me in the right help direction on this site? I'd greatly appreciate any help you can give me.

Levelers
I am not the blogging type of person,, One thing that has been bothering me is all the people who send out bulitins asking for help leveling and promise to help you level.. I know I sent out a few before with the only exception being I actually helped the people who helped me. I appologize if it seemd like I am rambling. Another thing that is bothering me ia all the people who either accept you friends request or send a friend request and not rate your profile. I mean come on people its just one click. If you hear what I am saying I want to hear about it, I know when I send a friend request I rate the persons profile a 10, when they accept the friend request I become a fan.

5 Levels Of Hangovers
Five Levels of Hangovers One Star Hangover (*) No pain. No real feeling of illness. You're ! able to function relatively well. However, you are still parched. You can drink 5 cokes and still feel this way. For some reason, you are craving a steak & fries. Two Star Hangover (**) No pain, but something is definitely amiss. You may look okay, but you have the mental capacity of a staple gun. The coffee you are chugging is only increasing your rumbling gut, which is still tossing around the fruity pancake from the 3:00 AM Waffle House excursion. There is some definite! havoc being wreaked upon your bowels. Three Star Hangover (***) Slight headache. Stomach feels crappy. You are definitely not productive. Anytime a girl walks by you gag because her perfume reminds you of the flavored schnapps shots your alcoholic friendsdared you to drink. Life would be better right now if you were home in your bed watching Lucy reruns. You've had 4 cups of coffee, a gallon of wate

Levels
god!!!! why is it that i need 20,000 points to get to the next level???? is this not insane?????? what happens when you become to level 10 or 11? do you suddenly become this point monger??? 20,000 points. it'll take years to get to a new level. this suckssssssssssssss

5 Levels Of Hangover - Lmao
ONE STAR HANGOVER (*) No pain. No real feeling of illness. You're able to function relatively well. However, you are still parched. You can drink 5 cokes and still feel this way. For some reason, you are craving a steak & fries. TWO STAR HANGOVER (**) No pain, but something is definitely amiss. You may look okay, but you have the mental capacity of a staple gun. The coffee you are chugging is only increasing your rumbling gut, which is still tossing around the fruity pancake from the 3:00 AM Waffle House excursion. There is some definite havoc being wreaked upon your bowels. THREE STAR HANGOVER (***) Slight headache. Stomach feels crappy. You are definitely not productive. Anytime a girl walks by you gag because her perfume reminds you of the flavored schnapps shots your alcoholic friends dared you to drink. Life would be better right now if you were home in your bed watching Lucy reruns. You've had 4 cups of coffee, a gallon of water, 3 iced teas and a diet Coke

Leveling Up Lost Cherry Style
I joined LC to maybe meet some people and make friends but i realize its just some bullshit popularity contest i mean i add people who never have even said "Hi" or fuck you whatever so basically im gonna just get rid of everyone who never talks to me so if you are just here for the points or whatever please leave me the fuck alone and have a nice day

Level's Of Dominance
Levels of Dominance Author Unknown In the D/s lifestyle you will find there are as many definitions for "Dominant" and "Master" as there are people to talk with. When a Dominant says "I want to be your Master", the words may have a different meaning to the one hearing them than to the one who uttered them. At one end there is the person who only means I want to tie you up, whip you, have scenes and sex with you, when they say they want to be your Master. At the other end of the spectrum there are people who mean they want to become your full-time Master, your protector, your teacher. They only feel fulfilled when they can own your heart and soul. Between the two definitions you will find many gray shaded areas completing the meaning of Dominant / Master. Again you need to examine yourself and give the words true meaning. Once you are sure what the Dominant expects and offers to you, you will be ready to give the gift. When you speak of becoming a Master to someone commun

9 Level's Of Submission
1. The outright non-submissive masochist or Kinky Sensualist Not into servitude, humiliation or giving up control; just pain and/or spiced-up sensuality, on the masochist's own terms and for the masochist's own direct pleasure (i.e. turned on solely/mainly by one's own bodily sensations rather than by being "used" to gratify one's partner's sadism). 2. Pseudo-submissive non-slave Not into even playing "slave," but into other "submissive" role-playing, e.g. schoolteacher scenes, infantilism, "forced" transvestitism. Usually into humiliation, but NOT into servitude, even in play. Dictates the scene to a large degree. 3. Pseudo-submissive play slave Likes to play at being a slave; likes to feel subservient; may in some cases like to feel one is being "used" to gratify partner's sadism; may even really serve the dominant in some ways, but only on the "slave's" own terms. Dictates the scene to a large degree; often fetishistic (e.g. foot worshippers). 4. T

Leveling Formula
Okay heres the deal, Im starting the push to my next level. I need a little over 9600 pts. I have done some research and have found the following 1. Photo Comment is 5 pts. 2. Photo Ratings is 5 pts. 3. User Comment is 7 pts 4. If you become my fan is 10 Pts. I have 948 friends... and 78 photos, I will be adding more shortly. I know not every one of you has rated all of my photos. I not asking everyone to rate and comment every one of my pics that takes a long time and a lot of effort to do. Keep in mind that a rating and comment is worth 10 points together. 960 of those will put me over the top. so if each person on my friends list rated and commented on one photo, that would be enough... 450 people rate / comment 2 etc... each comment / rate you do brings down the number required. Also take into consideration 7 pts for a user comment. One photo rate / comment and user comment and becoming my fan is is 27 pts that brings it even faster. If 350 of my friends show up

Leveling Someone Is Much Easier Than You Would Think... Take A Look (repost)
Anyone else know if these statistics are right? --------------------------------------------- orginal message Okay heres the deal, Im starting the push to my next level. I need a little over 9600 pts. I have done some research and have found the following 1. Photo Comment is 5 pts. 2. Photo Ratings is 5 pts. 3. User Comment is 7 pts 4. If you become my fan is 10 Pts. I have 948 friends... and 78 photos, I will be adding more shortly. I know not every one of you has rated all of my photos. I not asking everyone to rate and comment every one of my pics that takes a long time and a lot of effort to do. Keep in mind that a rating and comment is worth 10 points together. 960 of those will put me over the top. so if each person on my friends list rated and commented on one photo, that would be enough... 450 people rate / comment 2 etc... each comment / rate you do brings down the number required. Also take into consideration 7 pts for a user comment. One photo rate

Level Me Up
If you are willing to help me out with my leveling up I will help you... Add me, rate my pics, and fan me and I will return the favor back to you all and you will not be sorry!! I am a great person always up for making new friends....So come on over and help me out!!! GOD BLESS AND STAY SAFE CRYSTAL

Level Up To Add Pictures
hey ya'all i just want to level up so i can post new pic..everyone has heard about them and a few people have already seen them.. some people have yet to see them...so if u could help me level up... and no im not some slut i dont put naked pic up of myself...no offence to those who do i just think its sluty....but thats just my opinion dont take offense to it.... thank u if u are one of the ones who helps me! sincerely julie and to everyone i have come to know really well.. exp: justin...guy...and a few others..... thank u very much for helping me out...i really appericate it..... cause we all know my ex is a dickhead....

Level 8 Way To Long. :(
Hello friends, I just wanted to post and maybe ask you all to please help out. I have been at level 8 way too long. I just can't seem to move very fast with my points. If any of you would stop by my page and help me out a bit that would be so awesome of you. :) Maybe rate my profile and pics... ect. You all know what to do. No know has to help me out, I just thought I would ask. :) Thanks so much. Maybe tell yours freinds, they could help me too? ;) I dont want to sound like a pest. Sorry! :( Thanks for reading. *hugs* Beckie

Levels Of Party Loudness
Why is it that .. the women I'd have fun with live so far away. But the ones that scare me or stalk me live so darned close? Why is that? Makes me wonder.. The ones you have a ton in common with and make you laugh live like 3000 miles away. or in another state. or country. I don't get all that.. Why is it that I have such a weakness for "smart" women. and not .. just plain bimbettes like half my male friends.. lol Well, after carefull consideration.. I won't settle.. You don't know the site I saw .. the girl I dated.. was the LOUDEST women in existance.. ok.. class.. Loudness.. level 1. likes attention.. but will blend in the convo. Level 2 . gets a bit loud but thats from the laugh. Level 3. so loud.. that you wonder about this persons sanity.. they drink and then it gradually becomes worse.. Level 4 .. totally ghetto.. they crave attention and want it bad.. there drinking and nothing they say is funny.. They insist on

Levels Of Energy And Existence
It is one of your tasks in this lifetime to utilize this time here to lift the frequency of the energy here from that of fear to that of love. This is an awesome task and well worth doing. It involves millions of people and is most critical. Begin, of course, with yourself, meditating and lifting yourself out of the vibrations of darkness and fear and shining out with love and light. Remember that you are a light, and that light always drives away darkness. Light does not wage war to conquer darkness. Light shines and darkness has no choice but to retreat. And there is another level of energy which is above this and vibrates at a higher level, and at this level thought turns to manifested reality. At this level, rather than even focusing on the darkness and on the fear, you are within the grace of love completely and your thoughts change the reality which is around you. At this level, you begin to blur the line between what is perceived as reality and what is perceived as th

Level 14
Yay, another level...14 now. 35,000 to go til 15 LoL thanks to all of you as always, and especially those of you who just rated my new stash items, because it was you guys who pushed me over to the next level :) Goodnight all, I got a test at 9 am, blah. I should be studying, but instead I am sitting on here! LoL oh well

Level 10 Goal
So my goal on this site is to make it to level ten by Christmas. It shouldn't be too hard though, right? If seems as though I need too, I'll add a few images, but I was hoping to hold off on that until I reach that level.

5 Levels Of Hangovers
5 Levels of Hangovers If you can read this without laughing or you can't relate to any of it, you are on the wrong mailing list my friend... One Star Hangover (*) No pain. No real feeling of illness. You're able to function relatively well. However, you are still parched. Y ou can drink 5 cokes and still feel this way. For some reason, you are craving a steak & fries. Two Star Hangover (**) No pain, but something is definitely amiss. You may look okay, but you have the mental capacity of a staple gun. The coffee you are chugging is only increasing your rumbling gut, which is still tossing around the fruity pancake from the 3:00 AM Waffle House excursion. There is some definite havoc being wreaked upon your bowels. Three Star Hangover (***) Slight headache. Stomach feels crappy. You are definitely not productive. Anytime a girl walks by you gag because her perfume reminds you of the flavored schnapps shots your alcoholic friends dared you to drink. Li

Level 15
YaY, I just made it to Level 15. 40,000 more points to 16! LoL. I remember when I first joined this site, back in June, Level 15 was the highest you could go. It seems like I have been using this site forever, but it's really only been 6 months. Oh well, just thought I'd share the good news ;)

Level!!!
Go help her out guys plz rate her commment her and fan her, hell even add her if you like she is a coo person and very sweet, she only needs 326 points left to level.. ty soo much!!! here is her link. http://www.cherrytap.com/user/152928

Levels Of Hangovers
Levels of Hangovers One Star Hangover(*) No pain. No real feeling of illness. You're able to function relatively well. However, you are still parched. You can drink 5 cokes and still feel this way. For some reason, you are craving a steak & fries. Two Star Hangover(**) No pain, but something is definitely amiss. You look okay, but you have the mental capacity of a staple gun. The coffee you are chugging is only increasing your rumbling gut, which is still tossing around the fruity pancake from the 3:00 AM Waffle House excursion. There is some definite havoc being wreaked upon your bowels. Three Star Hangover(***) Slight headache. Stomach feels crappy. You are definitely not productive. Anytime a girl walks by you gag because her perfume reminds you of the flavored schnapps shots your alcoholic friends dared you to drink. Life would be better right now if you were home in your bed watching I Love Lucy reruns. You've had 4 cups of coffee, a gallon of water, 3 iced teas

Levelling Up
Wow, I just now realized, how long it's going to take me to become a psycho cherry...A freakin' long time!! I wonder how many levels there are? Hahahaha. How in the world am I going to ever level up...if I can't even get past this level!!

Level # 7 "wow"
I should fit right in well in the Wasted Cherry Catagory.Never Imagined seeing this Level.There's a of lot of Cherries 20-43 an higher.Now thats wicked Impressive.Prior to the CT. I used to seek out places to Rate Photos,an it used to take me to Virus ladden Emporiums.Hell of alot more Fun here.I'm extremely Greatfull for the CT Ladies here whom have allowed me to rate them an become friends,Familly an Fans.Getting back to Level 7.I want to Thank Ev.1 for Helping me reach this Level.Hopefully I can Post more Pic's.Looking forward to makeing a new Photo album.Looking forward to makeing more Friends,Familly or Fans.in 2007.I'm just an old Stoner whom has Retired from normal Life, to CherryTap for Rateing instead of Dateing.Went to my annual NA meeting tonite,+ shaired that I went back to getting stoned.I have a 113 days of being Sober tonite. Peace.

Level 2 Combatives Training
on march 12th, i will be going to level 2 combatives training. instead of the week long of 8 hours a day getting my ass kicked, i will be doing 8 hours a day for 2 weeks of getting my ass kicked. who knows maybe i can go to level 3 training, which lasts a month.

Leveling Up
Hey Everyone! I need a little help leveling up. If you can spare a few moments, and you haven't already, rate my pics, and my stashes, and don't forget to fan me, and rate my profile! Any help will be GREATLY appreciated! Thanks! Billy

Level: Cherry Godfather
=(^_^)= ENGLA@ CherryTAP WOW !! I hit level 25 today I want to thank all my friends in bunches who made this possible !! YOU ALL ROCK !! Also I want to congrats LC Man & SiN DeReLla who was 1st & 2nd to hit level 25 & 100% !! LC Man@ CherryTAP SiN DeReLla ™@ CherryTAP