kudos to Halifax and Dartmouth drivers who so patiently and deftly navigate our ever narrower streets, thanks for keeping our streets humane in our wild winter —VW Driver

As it states not a day goes by that you are not on my mind. You are the love of my life, you know it and I know it. Our souls will always be attached even if we aren't mates. No one will ever understand us the way we do. You always know just what to say to make me feel good and exactly where to touch or hug to ease any pain or heartache. You have a heart of gold and always look so sexy and gorgeous to me. I will love you always and forever, my Fave you will be! I hope I get the chance to give you all of me! —Your #1 fan, if you ever need me you know where I am. Waiting to be your man!

A big shoutout to the guy who gave me a ride on his kayak down Barrington this morning. You got me to work and ensured that I didn't get fired. I owe you a pizza sometime. —Saved ass in winter storm

I miss having sex with you the most. Not even that, I miss being fucked by you the most. It's awful. If I knew I could find some balance of still sleeping with you and not falling into it emotionally, I would in a heart beat. You are a bear of a man and I still regularly think about what it was like to have your paws all over me. —Sexually frustrated

To the couple I served at the Farmers Market who asked about my septum piercing and flirted outrageously with me: you are both gorgeous and I am still tingling from an encounter that occurred over a year ago. Please run into me again and we can talk. Hopefully I'll be coherent this time. —Blushing furiously in the north end

The other night I was standing outside a certain north end pub waiting for my friend, bouncing around trying to stay warm. I mentioned how fucking terrible the cold was and you gave me your gloves and insisted I keep them. You didn't tell me your name, and I think you sincerely wanted me to have them at the moment. I am touched, because those gloves are really, really beautiful. I would be happy to own these gloves and the memory that accompanies them, but I would also be happy to return them if you would like them back (leather gloves aren't cheap!) :). Thank you kind soul, I wish I could express my gratitude in a reciprocal fashion! —Cold allergy

To the cops who went to Timberlea to face the unknown and later to the airport late that night: thanks for giving us peace to sleep while you lay awake wondering what if. —Ponyboy

You seem really awesome. And kissing you was a lot of fun. But I have someone, who I made a commitment to. And that means something to me, even if I did fuck up. Maybe if we met at a different time, I wouldn't be such an asshole and not text you. I'm sorry for drunk kissing you but I'm not sorry too. —Drunk kisser

Dear proprietors of the Lebanese bakery on Agricola: Thank you so much for your kindness.  Every evening you put out fresh bags of the most delicious soft pita bread for the needy members of this low income community. This is such a kind gesture and it really helps people. Finding myself currently unemployed, I helped myself to a bag of your pita bread and it made the most delicious wraps and sandwiches for the week. The bread is so tasty, you can even eat it on it's own with nothing on it. Thank you very much, I was practically starving and very broke. When I get a job, I promise you I will become a loyal regular paying customer. You should know you are helping to make the world a better place by feeding the empty bellies in the community. Also a big thanks to the Parker Street Food Bank down the road, you guys work tirelessly to help the hungry, unemployed and down-and-out. The older gentleman who runs it is wonderful. Just imagine if all bakeries, restaurants, grocery stores just put their leftovers outside instead of in the dumpster—it would end hunger. God bless! —Charity @ Home

I should of given a valentine to you. —Hamburger and Wedges Forever