Dear 2012

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Dear 2012,

At the beginning of you, I was pretty happy being single. I'm an independent, self-sufficient kind of person.

But holy fuck am I done now.

Yours truly,

A lonely man. On the internet. Oh god I'm doomed.
 
Dear 2012,

You were pretty rough, but truth be told, it was partially my fault. 2011 took a lot of steam out of me and I spent most of you continuing to spiral. So if you could tell 2013 to go easy so I can maybe get myself in order, that'd be fantastic.
 
Dear 2012,

Thank you for making me get off of my stubborn Popo and finally jumping back into the world of dating. Fortunately, I met my best friend and partner in crime, one Mr. [user]General Specific[/user], on the first try. I drank from the love cup and there was no going back! Little bitter Dillchen is no more! This pickle is no longer sour!

2012, you also opened my eyes to the negative, harmful world I was living in and gave me a means to escape into my new, healthier life. Thank you a thousand times over for bringing me someone as loving and supportive as General Specific.

Here's to a stable new year filled with big changes and shiny things. Shiny things that come in a round form and shall be given to one Ms. Dill on....? Huh? Huh? Aw, he's not telling me! I love you, bunny! :heart:
 
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--Patrick
(Click the picture for the entire original comic, but be warned that the original, like most of the rest of LICD, is NSFW)
 

BananaHands

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Dear 2012,

Listen. You were great. But I think we need some distance, okay?

No, no. It's not you. It's me. I got a lot of stuff straightened out, and although there was that little heart scare (I know, 2012, that was more of 1987's fault) things ended up great. I found myself in a lot better position than I was prior to you, and for that I'm thankful. But really... you were just one big hangover from 2011. Like I had woken up naked in a desert after a night of binge drinking and had to get my bearings before getting myself out of that mess.

But here we are. Things are back to normal and I'm back on solid ground.

So yeah, 2013? I'm gonna conquer you.

Regards,
Mr. Hands

P.S. - Thanks for not ending. <3
 

Zappit

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Dear 2012,

You took one of my dogs, and tormented my family for months when making a run at my grandfather. You were, however, kinder to my kidneys than that asshole 2011.

Dear 2013,

The bar hasn't been set very high. Don't try to limbo.
 
Dear 2012,

Thanks for the memories, good and bad. And lets face it, probably a little heavy on the unpleasant side. But I am prepared to make peace, accept it is what it is and move forward passing no blame.

Dear 2013,

Bring it on bitch.
 
Dear 2012,

You started out so promising. I was halfway through my Education degree. I moved back to Canada, specifically Fredericton. My novel was accepted for publication.

But then you had to go and screw things up with my future and have me drop out of my teaching practicum due to various reasons, including depression. The first half was totally rocking, but the second half sucked rotten.

Dear 2013,

Please bring me lots of money in book sales.

Nick
 

fade

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Dear 2012:

You were pretty cool. Awesome vacation, two raises and a promotion. Back together with my wife and kids from whom I was estranged for a year (due to work, not problems).

Dear 2013:

I would really really like to develop more focus and discipline at work and home. I think I could cure cancer and solve the energy crisis if I could only stay on task.

--fade
 
Yeah, 2013 is really starting to be a real bitch, isn't it? There's still time to shape up, so I'm going to remain quietly optimistic.
 
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