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I really like this thread. I think it's a beautiful idea. I know I'll be using it if I have something to say to someone.
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You contribute so much to Hatrack, what with your sense of humour and approach to life. Even when you're angry or upset, you manage to do that with humour. You're terrific!
You've always been a great friend, even though I've never met you in real life. I really want to thank you. You defended me, despite the lack of facts, numerous times.
Your frienly neighborhood.....oh yeah...I'm not Spiderman,
I love you, and I wish I could help you realize what a wonderful person you really are. Also, I hope that things start to go better for you soon, because you don't deserve to be as unhappy as you are.
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{grunt} my Dear You letter would be kind of nasty... there's a couple people at work that could really use some anonymous notes telling them about certain issues...
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I'm sorry for the idiotic way I behaved and reacted to what you said. This just goes to prove how much wiser you are than me, for handling this so well. I can be a handful sometimes, and I know that, and I appreciate the number of times you've completely ignored that and payed attention to me anyway. Thank you for understanding, as you always do.
Thanks for being such a devoted, loving, and fun person. Take life easy! Stop feeling guilty for everything that happens to the people you help and work with!
Love, Me
(By the way, "You" isn't a hatracker...is that a violation of the rules?)
I am always wondering if I made the right choice not to come back this year, I know that there are many benefits to staying here, but I will miss you so much! I promise to visit, but I know it won't be the same.
quote: (By the way, "You" isn't a hatracker...is that a violation of the rules?)
absolutely not! this thread is for you to write to anyone and everyone you wish...for those who will guess right away to those who will never see it...
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As much as I hate to break the trend of happy notes. . . .
Dear you,
Acknowledging that you've screwed up is the first step, but it doesn't mean much if you don't show any regret or sympathy.
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The only way we have to communicate is by E-mail. I don't want to stay just an E-mail read on leasure time. For me, your answers are like a dope. When i read it i feel better, for a few time. Then happen tremble, sweat and terror. I don't want continue like this. It's my last E-mail... Since your next answer.
Sometimes people just grow apart. People change. And not always in ways that won't break apart the friendship. I accept this as a fact of life. I wish you wouldn't make such a big deal out of it. I'm sorry we can't be friends forever, but I'm not the same person that I was. For that, I will not apologize.
I'm sorry I lied, even if you don't really see it that way. I feel horrible about what I've done and I apologize. I'll be there next time. I shouldn't make promises I'm not sure I can keep.
I'm jealous of you. I've often tried to email you, and realized I have no connection in anyway to you, despite my admiration of you, and quickly deleted the email. You're a great person, that people love and talk to, and sometimes I find myself wanting that for myself.
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(If we're doing this for people who won't see it...)
Dear You,
I thought about you a lot this week. I don't know, something about all the stresses of the week, and auditions that determine where I'll be, and where my life is headed... six months ago, spending time with you would have been a good reason for me to stay here. Now, during auditions, I can't help but constantly think about that.
I miss you. I just hope that, wherever you are, you realize that. I really miss you. And I love you. Sometimes it's more difficult to handle than others. This is one of those times. I just wanted to let you know how much I miss you.
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Dear You, I wish you'd stop getting mad at me and questioning my motives for doing nice things for you. And I wish you'd stop doubting that I'm your friend and asking me everyday if I still am. And I wish you'd stop taking my picture..before I'm forced to kill you.
Sorry for giving you such a hard time. Yeah, we disagree a lot but we're more alike on many things than either of us will admit. I'm sorry for being at your throat so much. I don't really hate you.
That really hurt my feelings. Not only did I have an asthma attack, but you swearing at me really, really was uncalled for. If someone talked to your mother or sister like that, how would you feel? I didn't do anything but ask you to stop doing something illegal because it was aggrivating a health condition. It wasn't beause you're black, or because you're young (not much younger than me, btw!) or because you're not rich (if you have money to spare on those poisons, you've got more money than I do), or for any other reason than that I have asthma! I think I was well within my rights to ask, and I tried to be polite. If I wasn't polite, I apologize, but I really think I was. When did common courtesy die? Do you take pride in having no manners? And following me off the train when I chose not to talk to you any more, but simply to leave, was also very not cool. You're lucky there wasn't a DART cop around, or I might have reported you. Not to be vindictive, but because when you act like that, you're a danger to society, and because you endangered my health. I had to walk six blocks home after I got off the train; it's lucky I'd had time to mostly get the asthma under control by then. There's a reason for rules sometimes, and maybe you shouldn't disregard them without respect for others.
I'm so sorry for falling out of touch with you. I ought to be shot for what I have done to you, but you still support me through everything. Thank you so much for calling me today, and supprting me. You deserve something, but I don't know what it is. Next time I see you, you get the first tackle hug.
Thanks for taking the time to carry my bag and give me moral support. I was standing in the middle of the bookstore trying to move even though I was sore all over from using crutches and I just wanted to sit down and rest. Then, when I made it outside and saw the rain, you didn't just leave me there, you got soaking wet to talk me down the ramp, into my building, into the elevator, and safely to my classroom. Twenty minutes late to my final, but my professor seemed to understand as soon as he saw me. Thank you so much for doing that for me.
I wish you had acknowledged my birthday. I know it sounds petty and trivial, but you are Brother Dearest and it would have been a nice thing to do. You could have responded to at least one of my voicemails over the past two days. Or emailed me or IMed me or something. I like hearing from you, even if the day isn't a special one.
I also really hope you're not dead or severely injured, because then I'll be guilty in addition to upset. So don't be a jerk and fracking talk to me. Please.
I miss you. A lot. And I know I'm not the only person who'd like to hear from you - the entire world doesn't hate you.
I feel like it's been so long since we've talked, or seen each other, and it used to be an everyday thing, i'm hoping you're ok, happy and I'll see you soon so it can be back to the good old days, I really mis those.
I stoped to write to you. You received only my E-mails for our community, and you personnaly responded to me. If i answer you i know i'll re fall in love with you. You said you like me but don't love. I don't want you say it again. I would like to forget all the past tree months. I would like to lose all our mementtos, all the good instants we have together. I would like... But i cannot. I love you, dareling. I love you, that why i attempt to stop to write you each day as i did, as you did too. I want to escape from you.