This is a letter-writing thread.

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Dear Alex,

I have a crush on the collections manager at the museum. Don't worry, he's married.

Then again, he may ask for payment in return for possibly helping me find an even better job.

Hearts!

dear sir,
I spent the daydreaming about the day I can hand in my 2 week notice instead of doing the work you wanted me to do. oh, and the first chance I get, I'm stealing that bottle of grey goose you think is cleverly hidden in the bookcase.

dear my family,

thank you for being so awesome tonight. sometimes i forget how hilarious you [my silly, immature, quick-witted parents] can be. you were funny and dorky and beautiful and full of love. you impress me with your social skills, even though that sounds like an insult it isn't. you welcome your friends like family, call my best friend your daughter and actually mean it, fill your house with love and awesome. you don't know how much i appreciate you. even if all the frozen yogurt hurt my tummy.
love, artschooled

@artschooled: that was so sweet.

Alright lads,

We've seen each other at our best, worst, and funniest. We've pulled each other through everything life has thrown at us, and we're still standing. We've watched each other do stupid things, and laughed together about it.

Now, it seems we're all drifting apart. We don't party as hard, nor all together, though we say we ought to more often. It saddens me a little, that our days of chaos seem over. Better luck next time, I guess.

Adi.