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Tuesday, June 15, 2010

"When Words Meet Heartbeats"


Title: Parachute Band

Dear Blog readers,

First, it has been way to long since I did mail time around this blog, so I am here to fix that problem.
Second, thank you for all the support on my road to a healthier lifestyle & also for all the kick-butt music suggestions.
Third, I love you all, something fierce.

Always,
Me


Dear Mommy,

I love how people always say, "As grow older, you'll realize your parent was right all along" kinda thing. See here is the problem. You lied. Remember when you always told me growing up, "Sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me." ? Lies, Mommy, lies. I've yet to have a broken bone but lately words have been making cracks on my heart. Why couldn't you have lied about the "Life isn't fair" saying? I would have appreciated that more.

Love you,
Your favorite daughter.


Dear hateful people,

The fact that you take time out of your "oh-so-important life" to try and bring me down is pitiful. You are suppose to be the older and wiser adults, maybe it is time for you to grow up. Your words hurt but instead of responding with more hateful words, please watch me take the high road and maybe one day you can follow.. I feel sorry for you more than anything. I hope one day God opens your eyes. And I hope you can find true love too. Until then, I'll continue to pray and love this man more than anything for the rest of my life.

Respectfully,
The "controlling girlfriend who only has a boyfriend out of obligation"


Dear tears,

We've been spending a lot of time together lately. Both traitor tears and sad tears. I think it's time we let go and take a break from each other. Also, please feel to take anxiety with you so you aren't lonely.
Thanks for being there to wash my soul when no one else could.

Until the next time,
The blubbering, anxiety-filled girl


Dear Sales person,

When I call and tell you how your company screwed up my order, do NOT talk down to me and treat me like I have no idea what I'm talking about because I am a woman. I hope my boss pulls our account from your company, you deserve to lose our business.

Infuriated,

The one with boobs AND a brain.


Dear new iPhone,

I want you.
That is all.

Love,
The one with covets


Dear Gym,
We've been spending a lot of time together recently. I'm pretty convinced you are trying to kill me. Or the fat. One of us must go & I think you know which one I prefer.

Signed,
Sore

P.S. Please stop showing Wendy's Frosty commercials while I'm working my butt off, okay?


Dear Vampire Eric,

It is about time you showed back up in my life.
I may or may not have drooled on Sunday night.
Love me through it.

Love and hugs and kisses and....
Me


Dear Friday,

Hurry up.

Love,
Always-Anxious-For-Your-Arrival

5 comments:

Christina said...

Hugs. People are bitches.

I have yet to see the True Blood! I cannot waiiiiiiit!

<3

Jessica said...

Eric was sooo YUMO!
Can't wait to see Alcide!

Tara said...

Aw, hugs sweetie! Don't let people get you down. And ps: I love the header!

Lildonbro said...

I break bones too...you just tell me who okay?

*Chanting* Friday, Friday, Friday!

Mar said...

Dear V.

You rock.

Also, I am willing to make a few housecalls when in the US, so just let me know who I should bitchslap for you, k?

Love,
Maffia-Mar