So, in that style, I decided to write a few letters myself. Just to get a few things off my chest.
Here is the first one.
Why in the hell am I still lusting over you two years later?? What have you done to me? This is utterly insane! I create stuff dedicated to you, I write stuff based on your characters and still I see no end in sight. You have succeeded in taking a 37 year old woman and reducing her to the mentality of a 12 year old. God help me, I'm obsessed and addicted. You're turning into an OCD and I love every second of it.
Why do you have to be so freakin beautiful??? Don't get me wrong. I'm NOT a tart, nor will I ever be. I know the real you. Never will I declare you a saint. But I can still admire your strength, cheer you on, or cringe when you open your silly mouth and say the wrong thing. You're funny, adorable, infuriating, talented and drop dead gorgeous.
May my admiration never end,
Tomorrow's our anniversary. I can't imagine what my life would have been for 17 years without you. I hear you sometimes telling your friends about my graphics or my writing and bragging how talented I am. It makes me feel so good when you do that. I feel like that you are proud of me. We are so close, we're like friends as well as husband and wife. I know there are things that you do that upset me, that bother me, but I'm happy you're now listening when I tell you when something gets to me. It isn't always a joke. You're trying and I can't fault you. Compared to some people out there, I know how lucky I am to have you and be as happy as I am. And so, I thank you with all the love in my heart.
I'd thank you also for the 3 beautiful kids, but as you can hear, they're screaming and getting on my nerves, so.....
...oh, what the hell....thanks for the kids. They're good, most days. ;)
I love you,
While you're taking an hour pointing out my flaws, may I remind you that you aren't perfect either? Perhaps your time could be better spent looking at yourself and what you do rather than reminding me over and over how my house isn't pristine, or analyzing each ounce of food I put in my mouth.
Hey, i'm FAT, get over it.
I have 3 boys, one teenager and two dangerously close to teendom. They eat us out of house and home and they make a huge mess. So does D, duh. But my house is NOT filthy, or disgusting. *sigh*
Why should I continue to say these things, over and over. I tell you and tell you.
I love you and I know you love me, but you have to get over this control thing. I am AN ADULT now.
(not so) Dear R & C,
Its been a long time coming, but basicially I hope you both fall off the face of the earth. You stole from my parents and treated them like crap, then left their home in shambles, forcing them to sell it to make their money back. Oh, yeah, that was MY house they had to sell. The one MY grandmother left for me to have. You didn't know that and I doubt you would have cared if you did. You're pure trash, living hand to mouth with no careers other than going from job to job to scam, bilking what little cash you can out of people. You took from your 92 year old grandmother for Christ's sake! Who does that??? You are both total scum and you've raised your childen to be as bad as you. Such a shame that C had potential but you ruined that too. Your grandmother loved you still until their last breath, but you couldn't find it in your heart to make amends before she died? You reap what you sow....I hope you get it back triple when you're in your 90's you pieces of shit. Wait...evil shouldn't live that long.
No love loss, idiots,
Dear R, my sis...
They come home tonight! Uh, but we aren't supposed to know it yet, are we? *giggles* I'm happy we lasted as long as we did.....
Your sis, L