Dear Girl

Dear Girl,

What the hell are you doing?

Yes...I'm talking to you.

Looove,
Kimmie.

Dear Boy

Dear Boy,

You have been "demoted". I find it hard to call you a "man" when you won't "man up" and do what you need to do because you are a coward. You are waiting on someone else to do it for you.

I could very quickly tell her what I know about you and you what I know about her and that would probably take care of it, but it's not my responsibility...and I'm not going to worry about it anymore.

I slipped up a few weeks ago...but I promise I won't do it again.

I'm done.

Looove,
Kimmie.

Dear Girl

Dear Girl,

Shame on you!

Shame. On. You.

I defended your "honor"... I'm so disappointed...and hurt...

Do what you have to do...but don't make me look like a fucking fool.

Looove,
Kimmie.

Dear Santa

Dear Santa,

I've been really naughty this year...but truly, that's probably when I'm at my best...so don't hold it against me....(not to mention...there's the whole Ms. Claus thing...and I'm not really a homewrecker...though I have been accused of that, too, this year.)

I'm not looking for material things. I have money for that.

This year, I'd like someone to:

• Hold me close when it's cold.
• Kiss my forehead.
• Cheer me up when I'm down.
• Make me laugh until I cry.
• Fall asleep snuggling me...fully clothed.
• Hug me when I need it...and even if I don't.
• Kiss me like they mean it.
• Tell me they love me...but only when it's true.

I know this is kinda short notice...so I don't expect you to find this before Christmas... I'll accept a late delivery.

The cupcakes? Ms. Claus will handle those.

Merry Christmas!

Looove,
Kimmie.

Dear Rain

Dear Rain,

I know we need you, but you are making me soooo sleeepy.....

Looove [*yawn*],
Kimmie.

Dear Evil

Dear Evil Mastermind,

Fun times!

Looove,
Kimmie.

Dear Man

Dear Man,

You were the one who made the decision that we should go our seperate ways. I'm sorry that you can't deal with us being "just friends"... but please stop sending me those pitiful text messages. It just makes you look like a fool. Trust me... I've been there...

I miss talking to you every day. I think about you ever day. We could still talk on the phone or text...but I'm respecting your wishes.

You should too.

Looove,
Kimmie.

P.S.

P.S.

You really surprised me this time. This is going to be so much fun! Hurry up, dammit!

Dear Man

Dear Man,

I'm sure you think I'm just like everyone else...but I'm not. I didn't plan to disappear on you. I genuinely had fun and enjoyed talking to you...I just didn't feel anything other than friends.

I hope you don't hate me....it was your decision to disappear...

Looove,
Kimmie.

P.S. Resigning Words with Friends was a bit much...no?

P.S.

P.S.

It meant a lot to me, that you missed me...

Dear Man

Dear Man,

I can't wait until Saturday. I hope everything goes good...

I hope you like me...

Please like me...

Looove,
Kimmie.

Dear Phone

Dear Phone,

You are brand new! Why are you being contrary with you're camera?! Now I'm going to have to make a special trip back to the Verizon store!

Hmph...

[Sad] Looove,
Kimmie.

Dear Man

Dear Man,

Please don't hurt me.

Looove,
Kimmie.

Dear Man

Dear Creepy Bar Man,

You...are creepy. I appreciate your thinking I'm beautiful, but no...Just...No.


[No]Looove,
Kimmie.

Dear Man

Dear Man,

I'm sorry about Friday night...I shouldn't have said those things...but you should not have been waving your snake in my face.

Don't start nothin'. Won't be nothin'.

Looove,
Kimmie.

Dear Tequila

Dear Tequila,

I do love you so...but I think it's time we called it quits. You can always get the truth out of me...and not everyone needs to know the truth about everything... I spend too much time apologizing for the things you make me say.

I don't want to, but I need to.

Looove,
Kimmie.

Dear Gangsta

Dear Gangsta (of love),

Stop stalking my blog and get to work!!

Looove,
Kimmie.

Dear Man

Dear Crazy-Curly-Hair-Man,

I'm sorry I didn't show up this weekend like I said I might. Some stuff happened and I didn't even drive home until yesterday morning.

Really, though?

I was terrified... I felt like we "clicked" right away...just bullshitting back and forth...you made me laugh. Sometimes, though, I got a little scared...because I wasn't sure if you were serious or not... I have an overactive imagination, and sometimes, it gets in my way.

I told my best friend about you. I let her read our conversation...and just told her to look past the dirty parts, Haha! She told me that she thought we complimented each other well...that she could see herself just rolling with laughter listening to us talk because we were so much alike...

At first, she tried to sway me from coming to see you...then she was encouraging it...telling me it's not that far of a trip...and that I could call her if anything happened.

I just...got scared...and possibly let that ruin something that might have been so good.

I'm sorry.

Looove,
Kimmie.

Dear Man

Dear Man,

I had fun. You only get to live once, right?

Thanks for that, at least.

Looove,
Kimmie.

Dear Man

Dear Man,

Really?! Thanks for proving me wrong.

Looove,
Kimmie.

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