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[Annebelle.]

Dear Miss Sahara,

you must've done something really good over the last couple of weeks, the universe is now repaying you.

Well done!

Love,
Annebelle.



Dear school,

fuck off.



Dear Wednesday 5 December,

please come sooner.

Love,
Annebelle.

[Miss Sahara]

Dear Annebelle,

yeah I must have done something I don't even know!

Also, dec 5 will come soooo soooooon! i promise.

i wish there were more days before dececmber even starts...

Love,
Sahara

[Annebelle.]

Dear Miss Sahara,

maybe you're just that awesome and you deserve chocolate treats because of that?

Also Dec 5 is still 10 sleeps from now. 10 is a lot..

Love,
Annebelle.

[Miss Sahara]

Dear Annebelle,

no...10 sleeps is fast. 10 sleeps ago feels like yesterday. october feels like yesterday, and that was 26 sleeps ago!
it's only the next few days, then the weekend and BAM! december 5.

Also, I can live with the thought that i deserve chocolate treats. yummm

Love,
Sahara

[Marionette26]

Fucking stop stomping around the house throwing a goddamned bitchfit because a few little tiny things haven't gone your way and your blood sugar is low and you can't act like a fucking adult person and eat something or ignore the little things and take a few deep breaths and control yourself. How fucking old are you? Come on, really?!
Let's see how loudly we can do the dishes! Let's see how violently we can make pumpkin bread, and how much of a screaming smashing pans horrid little brat fest we can throw when it doesn't turn out because GODFORBIDYOULETMEHELPYOUGREASETHEFUCKINGPAN! Let's martyr ourself by not eating, so we can continue to be a crazygoddamnedcunt and feel justified, even though we KNOWIT'SWHATISMAKINGUSBECRAZY! Let's clean instead! Godforbid we eat like a responsible rational person! Let's just be all around fucking retarded! Let's make the tiny apartment a miserable place to be! Let's scare the animals! Let's refuse to stop acting like a hormonal teeanger, even though we're a full grown adult!

Really. REALLY. I'm about to leave. I can't handle the noise, and I can't handle your ridiculous and misplaced anger. And me yelling at you to stop being crazy and eat something may or may not have helped.
And if you start throwing things I'm getting in my car and going to a bookstore until I know you're gone.
Shit like this trips me out and I don't like dealing with it. It puts me on edge. It makes me feel like I need to be ready to fight something. It's called the fight or flight mechanism and I shouldn't have to feel like this in my own apartment. You should be fucking mature enough to not act this way. The only time I've *EVER* lost control like this is when I was on a medication that acted as a stimulant. EVER. You are not on stimulants. You have not been taking drugs. You are not a fucking crazy shitfaced whore most of the time, so what the fuck is wrong with you?

And the solution is so fucking simple - FIX YOURSELF A SANDWHICH. Or act like a juvenille little twat, whatfuckingever, but if you don't apologize this time I swear to god I am not just forgiving and forgetting. Sick of this shit.
Fucking crazy.

- Lena

[Indja]

Dear friends-of-housemate,

I think you may have severely underestimated just how much of the living room I can hear from my bedroom next door. I'm turning SPN up on my headphones, and really hoping I never find out which sofa it was you fucked on. Happy bonking.

H xxx

[CeeGBee]

Dear Marionette,
Your housemate is BAKING angry?  Much as I dislike being around mad people,
I'd almost like to see that.  Best of luck with the situation....

C/

[Astica]

Dear Cee,
I used to bake while depressed. I clean while angry. I would probably be a not-too-terrible housewife.
To each their own, I guess.
-A

[Faloleen]

Dear husband,
I love you and you're the best but stop talking about having children, you know it scares the shit out of me.
Thanks.
Love F.

[imaginary friend]

dear slyvia k,


      congratulations!   

[N.U.]

Dear friends-of-housemate,

I think you may have severely underestimated just how much of the living room I can hear from my bedroom next door. I'm turning SPN up on my headphones, and really hoping I never find out which sofa it was you fucked on. Happy bonking.

H xxx

Next time, offer constructive criticism while the act is going on. That either makes it stop or turns into one heck of a shhow for you. Either way, good times!

[Savannah]

Dear friends-of-housemate,

I think you may have severely underestimated just how much of the living room I can hear from my bedroom next door. I'm turning SPN up on my headphones, and really hoping I never find out which sofa it was you fucked on. Happy bonking.

H xxx

Next time, offer constructive criticism while the act is going on. That either makes it stop or turns into one heck of a shhow for you. Either way, good times!

Why wearing head-phones while you can take them off and turn the volume up to the loudest, so they can hear how disturbing it is?

[sangrebloom]

Dear D.G

Fuck you, I have been your friend for six odd years.  I have listened to you bitch and I have supported you through your ups and downs.  When you quit drinking, I gave you a muther fucking hoorah and when your relationship with your wife went so bad, and you asked for my advice, I gave it. You fucking poked and prodded me to share ME and my fucking pain and then you unfriend  me on facebook. Just whatever man, you've kinda just shook my faith a bit; like it doesn't matter that I try to be good friend because I'm disposable.

I will move the fuck on, don't ever expect me to do anything else for you. 

Sangrebloom mother fuckers.

(that was cathartic, thank you)

[N.U.]

Sangrebloom, please consider that it may not have been malicious. In my experience, one should NEVER take anything that happens on Facebook seriously.

[Captain Oblivious]

Sangrebloom, please consider that it may not have been malicious. In my experience, one should NEVER take anything that happens on Facebook seriously.

For some people, the act of unfriending is the single most awful thing you can do or have done to you.