Jay, I'm just writing you so know know where we stand. I have moved on and married. A man named Tom Buchanan from Chicago had made his way to my doorstep and gifted me with the finest set of pearls I've ever seen. I frankly could not say no. I can't wait forever, you know. And once you get back we both know how our lives separate us anyways. Best wishes, Daisy

Dear Jay, Oh how I miss those beautiful blue eyes. They're just a dream to me. I want to be with you right now, holding you close and watching the sunset. I simply cannot wait for you to come home to me. The world is moving fast, Jay Gatsby, and if you don't come back quick it's going to pass you by. Stay safe in that big scary war. My best wishes and dearest love, Daisy

I would love to hammer the retarded fuck We have her energy.

ONE THING YOU NEED TO KNOW IS THAT THERE ARE DIFFERENT KINDS OF THESE CREATURES. MY...MY SISTER TURNED IN TO A CALM KIND WHICH ONLY APPEARS TO BE HARMFUL WHEN I MAKE MYSELF NOTICEABLE. BUT THERE ARE SOME OTHER TYPES OT THEM WHICH SEEM WAY MORE SMARTER AND STRONGER. ONE OF THEM CHASED ME DOWN THREE STREETS AND I GOT INTO A DEAD END JUST AS I THOUGHT THIS WAS MY END THE CALM KIND APPEARED FROM THE BACK OF THE WALL THAT I WAS TRAPPED AT. THEN I LEARNED THAT THESE TWO TYPES ARE LIKE MORTAL ENEMIES AND THEY STARTED TO FIGHT, I ASSUME, OVER ME. I RAN AS I GOT MY CHANCE AND THEY DIDNT EVEN FOLLOW ME. SO LETS HOPE YOU WILL BE A LUCKY ONE TOO.

Happy Birthday Eva!!

My dear Ann It is impossible to put down the things I feel. But I’ve got to tell you something. Yesterday they flew in a load of papers from the States and I read about Dad and your father being convicted. I can’t express myself. I can’t tell you how I feel – I can’t bear to live anymore. Last night I circled the base for twenty minutes before I could bring myself in. How could he have done that? Everyday three or four men never come back and he sits back there doing business… I don’t know how to tell you what I feel… I can’t face anybody… I’m going out on a mission in a few minutes. They’ll probably report me missing. If they do, I want you to know you mustn’t wait for me. I tell you, Ann, if I had him there now I could kill him. Love Larry

Dear Sir Crole, The Wonderful I would like to apply for the role of Squire. As a Squire my role would be to Assist the Knights and run errands such as carrying there shield for them and their flag. I would do everything that a Knight asks of me in order prove my worthiness as a Squire in order to become a Knight.

So today I got engaged. The ring was perfect for me, a beautiful white gold ring with a diamond that fit my finger like a glove. I was so happy. When me and boyfriend were celebrating the engagement I noticed that my finger became a little swollen so I tried to get the ring off it but it won't budge. For 10 minutes I tried to take off the ring but my finger started to look like a fucking purple potato-thingy wiener. After another 10 minutes of pulling we decided to go to the hospital to cut the ring to free my finger. Just imagine his embarrassment when we had to explain what happened at the hospital. So, what did I get when I got engaged? A wiener instead of a finger and a ring cut in two. FML...

Kyra Thank you for that lovely letter, you made my day...week...year. I love you more. How beautiful is this vintage mail site. Things are going. Still looking for work...very difficult out this way. Simon is doing well. Thanks for asking. Say hi to Matthew. Hugs and kisses all around. Love Mom

Mom, Hi momma!!! I just wanted to tell you how much I love you and how thankful I am for everything you have done for me. I wouldn't be where I am today if it wasn't for you. You have done so much for me and I just really want you to know how much I appreciate it. I LOVE you very much, I hope everything is good at your end. Send my love to Simon and the animals. Xoxo Kyra

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Szia Orsi! Hát...szülinap szülinap. Ilyenkor elgondolkodom az idon meg az emlékeken, ami természetes. Fura véletlen, hogy jóba lettünk... Ha nincs a lányklub, nem tudom, beszéltünk volna-e valaha. Én már annyira megismertem magam, hogy éveket képes vagyok zárkózottan a saját világomban leélni, mindenféle kommunikáció vagy mások felé közelítés nélkül. Még soha nem volt olyan, hogy én válasszak ki valakit, és lépéseket tegyek a kapcsolatért. Csak egyszeruen odakerülök valakik mellé, és aztán az esetek többségében nem szimpatikusak, így távolmaradok. Mindegy. Egy barátságnak vannak szakaszai. Van, mikor többet beszéltek, van mikor kevesebbet, vagy semmit. Sok okos bölcsesség van ezzel kapcsolatban, de az emberi kapcsolatok olyan bonyolultak, titokzatosak, nincsenek bennük szabályok... ki mondja meg, kik lehetnek barátok? Mitol barátság egy barátság... Bár mostanában nem sokat beszélünk, mindig ott vagy a látóhatáron, ez valamiféle biztonságot ad. Jó barátom vagy. Nem sok barátom van. (kicsit olyan, mintha autista írta volna ezeket...) Várom már, hogy április 24-én végre hazautazzak. Nem tudod elképzelni, mennyire várom. A magyarokat, a magyar városokat, a pusztákat, hogy telefonálhassak, hogy elérheto távolságon belül legyetek. Mégha nem is találkozunk, az érzés meglegyen, hogy lehetne... A magyar könyvtárak, a nyelv, a városom, az, hogy tanuljak és egy legyek a sok közül, hogy teljes jogú tagja legyek a társadalomnak. Sok tervem van. Nem tudom, hogy telik ez a napod... mit csináltál, kikkel voltál, miket kaptál (én imádok ajándékot kapni :), milyen érzés a szülinap. Remélem, különleges volt, amire emlékszel majd. Az emlékek szép dolgok, érdekesek. És alakíthatóak, ez a legjobb. Hát, most ennyit írok. Puszi csajszi, további szép napot! Orsolya 2014.03.02.

It's the 27th of July, 1996, and I can't take this any longer. I've been bullied my whole life, people tell me that i'd be better off dead. I'm starting to believe it. So, i'm planning on ending my life today. If you visit my grave, i'll help you out. If you need me, you'll see me around. Benjamin Clark

April 17, 1865 Dearest Esther, I have been a part of the hunt for our beloved president's slayer. We have looked for him late into the night using our lanterns and torches. I am continuing along side the other men. Do not worry, Esther. I will not quit until we have apprehended the murderer. Yours truly, Jonathan

Dear Roger B. Taney, You have brought shame upon us! The people! How dare you disagree with Dred Scott! And you call yourself Chief Justice? You have brought shame upon not only us, nor Dred Scott, but you have brought shame across the African Americans! We will not be treated like puppets, nor will we listen to tyrants like YOU! You may think that you have won, but trust me...This is only the beginning. We have abolitionists! We have a whole army of slaves! And what do you have? An army of tyrants, and torturous beasts! We, as you so call slaves, will not be treated with disrespect and cruelty any longer. What have we ever done to you? What have we caused that would make you want to hurt us? What have we done that makes you hate us so much? And what have we done to make you act like...MONSTERS! We will not be treated with unjust any longer. We will be treated with the respect that we deserve, we will be treated with equality and freedom, and we will be treated like normal citizens. You will agree with Dred Scott. You WILL agree with him. YOU WILL AGREE WITH HIM AND END SEGREGATION ONCE AND FOR ALL! Because if you don't, we shall raise a giant army that will overpopulate yours, and we will, and mark my words, we WILL come and attack you by any means until you finally end it. If it involves war, we will do it. We will treat you like you treat us now if and until you realize that you have treated us unfairly. I hope you understand what disaster you have caused, Roger B. Taney. If you still refuse to side with us, you are no Chief Justice. You are just a regular white man who only cares for himself, and is lazy so much, that he is going to make slaves do all the work for him. Right now, you are no Chief Justice. Right now, you are a criminal! If you want to act like Chief Justice, you treat us fairly, end segregation, and agree with Dred Scott once and for all. Do you hear me, Taney? As you can probably see, I am very angry and I will not go down without a fight. It is your move right now. Take it and be free, or leave it and bring war to your people. I say that this must end! Now, I will give you an opportunity to choose. But just know this, "Chief", we will NOT be treated like this any longer. I hope you take this letter very seriously and thoughtful when considering. But just remember: One wrong move, and war is coming. Sincerely, Anonymous Slave

Dear Chantelle I know we dont have forever, I know we wont grow old together, but in my heart you will be mine forever. We spoke about me adopting Harry so that you know he will be loved and cared for when your not here. I would love to adopt Harry and I would also love to have you as my wife.I know it will be brief, I know it will break mine and Harry's hearts, but for this moment and in my heart forever I will always love you. So Chantelle Louise Marshall, will you marry me? Love you forever Adam x

Dear Derek, mom is lettgng me use her type writer. im still gegtting the hang of it. i miss yoiu a lot and i wish you were able to come home more often than just for christmas. i made a new friend. his name is stiles and we play in the little quidditch league together. i hope i can get on the hogwarts team just like you. maybe we can play together. coach says im good. stiles is good too but hes clumsy. but at the same time he could tell you a million fun facts about the world cups. i think hed annnoy you. anyways ill see you when christmas comes around. Love Scott

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Querida Denisse Yo te dije que te mandaría una carta y aquí está mi gorda. Hola hola, pues es la 1:00am de la madruga y aún no me duermo, tengo sueño orita dormiré como un cerdo con deseos de hibernar. Orita en el trabajo hablé con el pinche jefe para que me pagaran las horas extra que hice cuando fui en la madrugada, hoy había un tipo convivio y no fui por dormir más haha y en fin, se iba a arreglar eso con que me dieran un día más de descanso la prox. semana, quizá sea el viernes. Hoy me tocó en una caja express de esas que 15 artículos máximo, y me tocó de todo, algunos clientes normales, otros mamones, otros imbéciles. Recuerdo a un viejito aferrado a que unos jabones tenían una promoción y yo así de: Si señor se le descuenta tanto así, se lleva 3 x 2. Y el viejo me ignoraba completamente y seguía reclamándome de que salía a tanto haha pinche viejito pendejo. Me acuerdo bien de otros mecos que compraron botellas y así, y pues en soriana nomas están las cajas de las botellas vacías y con el ticket de pago reclaman las botellas con el guarda y los mecos se fueron con la caja vacía y tiraron el ticket y al llegar a su casa se acordaron y se devolvieron haha y ya sin ticket andaban preguntándome qué hacer.

Do You Love Me? A lover asked his beloved, Do you love yourself more than you love me? The beloved replied, I have died to myself and I live for you. I've disappeared from myself and my attributes. I am present only for you. I have forgotten all my learning, but from knowing you I have become a scholar. I have lost all my strength, but from your power I am able. If I love myself I love you. If I love you I love myself. Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi

A Moment Of Happiness A moment of happiness, you and I sitting on the verandah, apparently two, but one in soul, you and I. We feel the flowing water of life here, you and I, with the garden's beauty and the birds singing. The stars will be watching us, and we will show them what it is to be a thin crescent moon. You and I unselfed, will be together, indifferent to idle speculation, you and I. The parrots of heaven will be cracking sugar as we laugh together, you and I. In one form upon this earth, and in another form in a timeless sweet land. Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi

My dearest Charity, I’ve spent many nights thinking about you and father. How is he during these long days? Him and I, as you know, left things on a rather bad note. I just pray things go well over here in Yorktown. Please tell him I miss him dearly. My nights in the militia are long and cold. If I’m lucky I’ll be able to snatch a spoonful of stew a night. Elders before young is how it goes at supper time. We gather around a small fire to eat and talk about the days happenings. Last nights chatter was about a man named William who had been shot by a red coat. William, you see, was a great man. His poor wife Lucile is left with three children, all young too.

How can a woman be expected to be happy with a man who insists on treating her as if she were a perfectly normal human being.            - Oscar Wilde

A sense of ownership to one’s self… far from accomplishment as later thought. As to feel I have no control over the sensations and movements of my own body. My mind, the thoughts secluded and subsided. This heaviness and lifelessness of the limbs attached is to be daunting. Fear of losing control or to have lost control was nothing more than impermanence. Nothing belongs to I. As my own body has dis-remembered.

Yesterday was my birthday. Stella wanted to observe my birthday even though I told her not to make a fuss of it. I just wanted to be by myself taking a relaxing bath singing, Paper moon which is my favourite song. Birthdays are something that I much rather forget. When you reach twenty-seven, age is a subject that you prefer remained ignored. But my dear sister could not bear not celebrating it. She is the only one left who truly cares for me.

What a night! What a night, Yesterday was! I can’t even begin to digest the events of last night. Stanley had poker night with his friends last night. What a ruckus that caused! However something good did come from it, I met a wonderful man last night. His name was Mitch. He was kind, caring, sensitive, Chivalrous. He was different from the other men in this town. He was - superior to the others. He even had reverence for Mrs Browning. He had a pretty silver cigarette case which had Mrs Browning’s sonnet inscribed in it. There was a sad story connected with the inscription about his love that he lost. We talked about everything; about my ancestry, my upbringing with my precious sister. I had the most wonderful time with him. He made me feel special. I hope to see him again.

To my dearest Daisy, How are you my love? I trust that you are doing well. Daisy I've yearned for your love every night since I said goodbye to you for the war. Every night as I sleep your beautiful face appears and I want nothing more than to be with you wrapped in your arms. I'm in love with you and you are the one I want to spend the rest of my life with Daisy. So as I'm writing this I hope you are still waiting on me as I am waiting to get back to you. You are my love and forever will be my love Daisy.        With much love,         Jay Gatsby