Brady Anderson: I want to have your baby. Lord help me, I have never been so serious about anything in my whole life.
mom- you lieing, conniving little bitch, and will NEVER be able to trust you again after what you put me through. Aside from what you believe, you DO NOT, and CAN NOT know what I am going through. oh, and if your life blows up backwards at you, I’ll be standing there happy.
dad-- I’m sorry that you are going through this, and you can almost relate to what you both are putting me through. I love you, dad
chick that works at sporting goods store-- seeing you smile at me when I go in there makes me buy stuff, just so I can go to your register and look into your deep blue eyes. you make my knees weak, and, if I wasn’t sure you were taken, I’d want to ask for a date.
my english teacher-- Dear Mr. L******. I hate your stinking guts, you bitch. You have worst, nasally voice, and you are shaped like a pear that had WAY too much miracle grow. I hate being your class, and the best part of it is that youare so easy to make fun of. maybe if you weren’t such a bitch, you would be able to take that stuck outta your ass, and maybe be able to pull your head out too. Thank you.
My Biology teacher-- You’ve only been teaching for 2 years. you DON’T know everything, you CAN’T tell us all what to do, you DO assign too much homework, and you NEED to go back to first grade, 'cause you can’t even spell Starch.
The “in” Crowd at my school. To all of you preppy bastards that wear abercrombie and Fitch. To all of you preppy bastards that wear American Eagle. To ALL of you Motherfuckin, low-lying, Ass-lickin’, Dick-sucking Fuckers, you make my life a living Hell everyday I have to see you. just the air you give off, you make me sick, and I want to, or want someone else to, throw up on you. I want you to Taste yourself, because that is what you are. Vomit of the Earth. SCUM of the earth. you think things are such a big deal, and will stop at no avail to make everyone around you more insignificant that you are. you cringe when you are not noticed, and you Nightmares inclue you in front of a mirror at a department store and you butt isn’t exactly trim. I hate you.
I feel better now
no sig.
To a student at my school:
I don’t know your name. You probably don’t know I exist. I saw you standing up for what you knew was right even when opposed by the group of people you were with at the time. I just wanted to tell you that if it weren’t for people like you, everyone would be worse off. Thanks for putting yourself out on a limb and having the courage to assert yourself. I only hope that someone received your message and reconsidered their opinions. {{you}}
To Mickie T.…I’m sorry for the way things ended between us…you deserved a better explanation than I gave you at the time, but I was sooo exasperated with things that I couldn’t find the words.
I still can’t. But I hope you know that you are remembered fondly and cherished and that I hope that you have found someone as special as you are.
To Connie H.…Thank you sooo much for the doors you opened in my life…you will never know how much you meant to me in the brief time that you were in my life. You will never, ever, ever be forgotten. Love you.
To LaDonna G.-B.…English teacher extrordinaire. For instilling in me my love of literature…though my grammar will forever suck.
And lastly, to the complete stranger at Marshall’s that I bumped into today…while passing in the aisle, you uttered to me “beautiful calves…mmmmm…”
You have no idea, after the sh*tty year I’ve been having, how much that made my day. And all I could mumble was “thank you.”
Thank you sooo much!
To a student at my school:
I don’t know your name. You probably don’t know I exist. I saw you standing up for what you knew was right even when opposed by the group of people you were with at the time. I just wanted to tell you that if it weren’t for people like you, everyone would be worse off. Thanks for putting yourself out on a limb and having the courage to assert yourself. I only hope that someone received your message and reconsidered their opinions. {{you}}
To Dominic, the hot guy in my Lit class at my old school: You are hot sex on a platter, my friend. You seemed pretty smart and funny, but I’ll never know since you dropped the class after a week. I just think you need to know that you are the closest I’ve ever been to physical perfection.
To Jessica: You were my first friend, and the best one I ever had. You gave a magical, incredible quality to my childhood that I will always, always cherish. I still regret losing touch with you when my family moved away. In part, the person I am today is modeled after your example. I hope you are happy and healthy, and I wish you the best.
To James: We’ve said a lot of things to each other about this whole situation. In the end, I think we both know that things are not going to work out in a way that will leave both of us happy. I would feel utterly pathetic saying this to your face, but if I were braver, I would tell you that I would love nothing better than being able to love you, and know you love me back, every day for the rest of my life. I would make you happy, as nearly as happy as you would make me, I think. I never thought that I would meet someone with all the qualities you have, qualities that I admire beyond words, that I would bleed for. I know you probably think you know me pretty well by now, and I’ve felt transparent with you in the past, but with perspective I realize that I’ve given you one small drink from a long, deep river. I would let you drink in all of me, if you asked.
But you won’t. Regardless, whatever happens in the next few months between us, I will never forget you. I have all the letters, the drawings, the painting - but know that I will never lose sight of the gifts you have given me that have value above and beyond the tangible. I am a better person for knowing you, and I thank you.
Whew. That felt good.
Wendy:
You whore.
That’s really the best word for you. You took my trust, and you abused it. You didn’t need my help and support. You needed mental help.
You didn’t just abuse my trust, you abused my love. You insisted that I not fall in love with you, and denied that you were in love with me, but we both were. You called yourself horrible names. You were a broken shell of a person. And I took it upon myself to help you.
You then tried to seduce me, then blamed me, and broke me with your accusations. You called me words that I’ll never forget. You pushed me to the point where I contemplated suicide every morning, due to the nightmares of the previous night.
I put it behind me, and survived, and treated it as a learning experience, trite as that sounds. You continued to call me manipulative, and deceitful, and dangerous. Years later, I learned the truth about you, that the horrors you described never took place. That you were more manipulative that I could ever be.
I’ve tried to hate you. I still do, every now and then. I pity you, for what you were, what you are, and what you’ll always be. I fear for the next person you’ll hurt. You’ve scarred me, and rarely does a day go by that I don’t think about what happened between us, and what you did to me.
You’ve taught me a lot about how someone can truly hurt someone else. You’ve made me gentler, quieter, and more aware of other people. You’ve also made me guilt-ridden, scared to love, and quick to blame myself.
Still, go to hell.
To all those people who THINK they know me
So what. I wear GAP. I work there. I get 50% off. You have never talked to me in your life, how can you say I care about no one but myself? Do you know how many nights I stay up listening to MY FRIENDS tell my how they hate life because they are gay and can't tell n e one? Or they hate life because they don't play sports and "aren't popular" (bullshit popularity is all in our heads) I listen, because all these people you think I hate and stray from are really my best friends.
Do you know what it's like to be out with your best friends and have rednecks call you a N**** and then turn around and other ignorant black people are calling you Wannabee White girl? NO! Do you know what it's like to wish you were dead, and not have n e one to talk to you, and stop you from killing youself, only you love of GOD stops you? And you people think i'm some preppy lil bitch who is only concerned with herself. THAT'S MY PROBLEM. I care too much about everyone around me. Maybe if you ppl were nice, I'd care about you too. I may seem stuck up, because I hold my head up high, and i'm always smiling, but really i'm crying inside, but I know that the only way for me to get through is if I stay strong!
Jenny
**The guy sitting in front of me first term-**I never really talked to you, and I really wish I had. You were shy, but we shared smiles, and I could tell that you were smart. And cute. I know you wanted to talk to me that last week, but I had a terrible, miserable cold. I couldn’t face really meeting someone then, I could barely get to class, and I haven’t seen you since, though it’s a small campus. But thanks for being about the only motivation I had to show up.
**Blair Muhlestein, Scupltor-**You probably don’t remember, but when I was nine you gave my friends and I some clay and talked about it with us outside your gallery. Thanks for turning me on to clay, it’s led me to the best things and people in my life so far.
Stefanie, you are hot! I wish I would’ve told you that I thought that at least once in the three years. In fact, you’re so hot that I was completely intimidated. I talked to you four times in three years, and it took me a year to build up the courage to talk to you the first time. I wish I would’ve had the self-confidence I do now. I heard through the grapevine that you could tell I like you anyway. Maybe I should’ve made it a little more obvious. I hope that you can get things together. You’re so beautiful, I’m sure you can find someone to make you feel better than the drugs do. You deserve the best, even if it isn’t me.
O!
To Larry
I love you soo much. Why can’t you realize that? And why can’t you see that no one else will ever be able to love you like I do? You made so many promises to me, and you swear you love me, but why do things have to be this way? I would give anything for you, at times I would have given my life if that would have made you happy. Even now, I would give my life to escape the pain this whole situation is causing. I just wish you could see.
To Danielle B.
You’re a good friend, and I like you a lot, in more than one way. But you have to learn that flirting with another girl’s boyfriend isn’t right. Especially if that girl is crying out in the hall because of it. If a friend wants to do something with you, you don’t have to invite him, you can do things with him other times. You say he’s just a good friend, but you say I’m a good friend and you’re a lot friendly with him, in everyway. Somedays I just want to slap you, but I know you don’t intend to do it.
Rémi:
Tu étais mon meilleur ami quand nous étions petits. Prochain, tu t’êtes déplacé en France et je n’ai jamais parlé avec toi. Maintenant, je peux parler français (un peu) et je voudrais parler avec toi. Aussi, I miss you.
(Je ne suis pas très bien à parler français; excuse-moi, s’il te plait.)
Andy:
It’s too bad we don’t talk anymore. You and I seemed to agree on a great deal of things, and when we didn’t degree, it was always a very interesting conversation. I don’t think you understand the basics of love at all, but I hope that someday you will find great happiness. In the meantime, don’t fall for three girls at the same time. It just makes your unhappiness when they refuse you 3x worse.
All my friends:
I don’t know why the hell you hate being around me when Rob is near. I’m alone with him enough; you don’t always need to give us our privacy! Don’t be afraid of us. Ye Gods!
Uncle Gord: Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why did you do it? What were you thinking? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why?
Old Navy: That same ugly, tired shit was horrible in the 1970s and it’s horrible now. Don’t piss on my leg and tell me it’s raining. Besides, I’m perfectly able to wrap a yard of fabric around my tits and not spend $10 to have you sell me the exact same thing. Christ on his throne! No, YOU shake YOUR groove thing! I can sit here and enjoy the music without wasting money and making a fool of myself. :rolleyes:
(sorry, I guess mine is one of the not seeming serious ones.)
Edel S:
Dammit Edel , you were too young , you were too beautiful.You made everyone you met care about you and glad they knew you.Your vitality , your lust for life and you big caring heart are things we who knew you still talk about.In your 19 years you lived,loved and were loved more than most. It’s fitting you were where you were the cosmos messed up so royally and saw fit to deliver a fucking blot clot.
Edel L:
You should have told us. How could you let your Dad find you. What were you thinking?
Julia:
What can I say? I couldn’t make it . I was in custody. Sorry.
Tatiana:
Thanks for everything. I never told you how much it meant to have you there that time. You are too wonderful a friend.
Mintu:
You know what? It was lousy, and you should have more respect for yourself.
Ethel:
You were right. I wont forget. Thanks.
Lisa:
He hit you. Leave. It is that simple.
Kultani:
Your loss sweetheart. You know I could have been your everything.Haista Pasqua How’s Reeta and her piku vittu huh? You’ll never get another shot at the kind of happiness I could give you. ReetaLenna ? Haista Pasqua tuntuu! What a pyschotic fuck up.
Thanks for the life lesson.
Dad:
Alright I messed up. Just put the damn beer down and yell at me. Say something , anything. Dont pretend it’s like it was before.
Max/Iain (or whatever you call yourself now):
Notice how the companies fortunes have come undone since I left? Notice how your thieveing,counterfitting,immoral ways are your problem now not mine. Any idea how many people in this city hate you and bad mouth you as a degenerate? Enterprise Ireland pulled your funding ? AWWWW! My heart is bleeding here. The bank repossesed your car ? Jeez thats rough. Your smarm wont get you out of this one buddy. How strange you’re not welcome in your own country. How unusual you had to change your name and lie to get a passport in mine.
Did Sharon’s face ever heal shitwad? Did her parents ever see their money again? Did you ever pay the staff the money owed them that you spent on that fucking yacht?
Oh I learned a lot from you all right.
You’re old , your past it , I’ll wave on my way by dickhead. All you did was set me back a while and give me the smarts and the venom I needed to spot a con artist like you.
Wouldnt piss on you if you were on fire.
You’re not even worth this amount of board space.
Bruno:
Guess what? Aint that a killer? 
Pastisse?
Ryu:
I miss those times guy. Could we spin? Oh Yeah! Never saw anything like that double team did they ? Remember the “WOW”'s and the “OHHH”'s. Damn that was fun. Where you at now?
Stephane:
What you did was wrong. But you know what? I think I understand now. We’ll never be buddies but FWIW I was too hard on you.
Mick:
How does it feel when your idol falls? I reached out guy , your call.
Micheal D.
Yeah it was me. Whatchooo think about that ? :-)Wish you could have been there for it.
Everyone Else on the SDMB:
This is fun. Meant to keep this short but God I feel better now.Try it. See.
Yummy. I’m certain they’d be quite striking.
To Jon: I screwed up. I admit it. I was very screwed up at the time, and not thinking straight. Losing the relationship wasn’t half as bad as losing the friendship. That is what I miss, that is what I want back. I found some old letters from when I started college, back when you were my best friend. I was cleaning, getting ready for the move when I came across them. I couldn’t help but sit down and read them and everything that had been between us, the good and the bad, came rushing back to me. I remember the night on the jetty when you told me what significance December 4, 1994 had for you. I am so glad you were wrong about that date.
Jon, a lot of things have changed in 8 years. I have changed in 8 years, grown up, grown stronger, learned how to cope with things that I never thought I could cope with. I’ve gone through a lot but always felt as though something were missing. And that something was having you as a friend to talk to. You put things in perspective, until I let myself get too wrapped up in the relationship and wouldn’t listen. I needed you for the last 7 years. Maybe I wouldn’t have made the mistakes I did had you been there. I can’t say. I just don’t know. But it would have been good to try.
Please, Jon, forgive me.
To the lady that smiled at at me at the El Stop
After a hard day of back breaking work your smile and giggle caught me by surprise. Likewise, it was like a breath of fresh tropical air. The memory purely intoxicates me - been spending many hours thinking about you since that one-of-a-kind dream encounter. You are the one. After a long hard day I sit there and wait and wait hoping to see you again. Please be there tomorrow. Please.
Brad
You were my best friend in high school. I always enjoyed your company and the great times we had. It’s been a number of years now but I can only wish you the best and hope to see you one day on the big screen. If anyone can do it, it is you.
The Internal Revenue Service
::flipping middle finger::
Mom&Dad
You have been incredible parents. I’m so lucky. Even if you can be the most arrogent SOB I’ve ever met, Dad, you have a heart of gold and are truely a genius.
To the girl next to me in Chem lab
You are so cute, and my type too! I think I’m going to persue you. 
And if things don’t work out with Geobabe…I’ll be happy to also have that baby. If you promise to flex your beautiful biceps while we’re…
conceiving.
Geobabe, I saw Brady after a Tigers/Orioles game last year signing autographs…he was…
still
wet from the showers, wearing all black, with his hair slicked back…I…I… :: clunk ::
jarbaby