A place for open letters to the good people of the world.

forever - try being irish and english and waking up every morning with a strange urge to kick your own ass. hugs, tomas

 

Mikey,
Remember the Thanksgiving when Ross and Rachel got into the scrap over the football trophy? That's how to was with me and my three brothers. My poor parents.
Much love,
Flash

 

Dear sweet Tom,
I think I'd just drink a lot ... oh wait ...
Much love,
Flash

 

flash - solid. damn solid. hugs

 

Monsieur Petty,
Merci beaucoup. Je suis un melange de l'Irlande et Ecossais.
Trop d'amour,
Flash

 

Flash,

My sisters used to fight in their room. My younger brother would get me away from the Super Nintendo, then we'd get chairs from the dining room and set them up so we had a clean view of them beating the hell out of each other. Even worse, oftentimes we'd provoke the fights.

Mike

 

Mike,
There is a dent at the end of the hallway ... same shape as my second eldest brother's back ... from where my eldest brother threw him. There is a hole in the bathroom door ... from where my eldest brother tried to punch me ... through the door.
None of my dolls have fingers left, because my second eldest brother chewed them off.
Our parents should have been classified as referees. We might have killed each other if not for them.
Much love,
Flash

 

Flash,

Wow. You win. The only marks left on my parents' house were a hole in the garage door from when my sister's boyfriend locked me inside; I put a hammer through it to show him I wasn't going to take his shit. And my brother's old bedroom door doesn't close correctly because, in a fit of rage, I ran through it to get to him, knocking the door off the top hinge.

I was a bit of a prick.

Mike

 

Mike,
Funny stuff. The brother who chewed the fingers off my dolls? One school semester, he also ripped all my notebooks in two. We got into a throwdown once because he wouldn't stop picking on the dog ...my beautiful, sweet collie, Princess. Man, his nose would not stop bleeding. Of course, my eye was black for days.
But we all grow up. He's the dad of two beautiful redhead girls now. Sweet as hell, too.
Much love,
Flash

 

All,

I guess that's the good thing about growing up as an only child.

F_T

 

Flash,

My sister, whose boyfriend locked me into my garage and who slowly walked up the stairs pronouncing to all my friends, "I'm gonna make you cry" on my 11th birthday, became one of my best friends when she went off to college. Now I stay at her house when I'm in town a couple times a year ... mostly to see her kids. And, the selfish bitch for all those years, is one of the best moms I know. Life is funny, isn't it?

Mike

 

F_T,

If anything, I'd cut down on my siblings, but not get rid of them all. I was jealous of only children growing up, but looking back, I wouldn't change my situation much.

Mike