I haven't seen anything like this posted yet, so I thought I might as well do it myself. This is a thread, where you write letters or messages to people, whether it be out of anger, frustration, love, etc. Just let it all out :D
Here's my one:

Dear ______,
Wow, what a rough year it's been. I'll admit I've been really bitchy to you. I don't know why, there's just something about you that infuriates me. Maybe it's because you tend to be selfish, or annoying, or clingy. Maybe it's because you have the smallest comfort zone I have ever seen, or maybe it's because you whine a lot. Maybe it's because I'm jealous of you, because you're rich and have a good relationship with your mother.
Either way, I'm not really sorry for how I acted over the past years, but I'll try my best not to scream and yell at you when I loose my temper. And for the record, you did not have to reject 3 guys, what is this bullshit. The first one, rejected YOU, the second one didn't even ask to begin with, and the third one, well, I'll give you that one.
Anyway, I hate your guts.

From,
Terra.

Dear,

I know I was wrong and I'm sorry. But most of the part I cant get to see you the way I used too. I dont think will be friends, since trust had been broken. I cant look at you with out hate. I'm a coward so I cant tell you but if you read this... well I guess I'll feel better?

from, reiko-chan

Dear,

I know I was wrong and I'm sorry. But most of the part I cant get to see you the way I used too. I dont think will be friends, since trust had been broken. I cant look at you with out hate. I'm a coward so I cant tell you but if you read this... well I guess I'll feel better?

from, reiko-chan

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Dear,

We may have been close once. But now that's all changed. I'd like to be able to look at you without pain or anger in my heart, but I don't know if my heart will ever mend or make a place for you ever again... Because everytime it starts to try, you go and run away again. You say I'm pushing you away. I'm just not leaving myself open to being hurt again. I couldn't handle that again. The past coupl of years, I've been hurt and hurt by the people I wanted to make happy the most. No more will I allow that.

I've since closed myself off from that ever happening again. When you move away in a few weeks... I won't miss you.

Goodbye, Celestial.

Dear _____,

You make my life miserable. You think you can get away with being a hypocrite and still wield authority over my sorry ass. But I cannot tolerate how, after all the sadistic actions you employ against me, you just waltz up and still say "Oh, I do this all for your own good~" or even "You know that I do this out of love~"

LOVE?! What are you, fucking screwed in the head?!? I don't care for your 'lavishing attentions' or your 'righteous acts' for me. I don't want to know, I frankly don't care, and I just wish that you could get out of my life. You don't even know how many times you've made me cry at night; you don't even know how broken my life is since you've invaded it so earnestly.

So get out, go die down a hole, and leave me alone.

Sincerely, Shiyo

So this may be a little long and crazy, so I will apologize beforehand. I've never gotten the chance to let it all out, so here I go.

Dear ____,

I really just want you to know that I really love you. But that's not why I' writing this. I've tried so hard to be the girl you could be proud of. I tried and tried in our hellhole of a home, but it's just too much and I can't bear it anymore. I know things have gotten better, but I don't feel myself getting any less angry or any less crazy than I have been my whole life.

Sometimes I really just wanna break down. I want to cry out loud and feel that it's okay to do just that. I don't want to hold it in and pretend that it's all okay when it's not. I want to say the things I've never been able to say, but you know what? I just can't bring myself to do it.

I know how hard you've tried and struggled for us and I really appreciate you for it. The thing is that you don't understand what I had to give as well. The things that I am still giving up today for you to be happy and to make life easier for you. I just really wished you knew how hard it was to keep up this facade. I would honestly never be able to have the heart to tell you that I'm not happy and that I want out.

I tried to become an adult from a young age to help you. Now that it seems I'm finally getting there, it's like you don't need it anymore. You've found someone else to do it. I struggled and struggled to get where I am today and now it's like you don't need it.

I'm lonely and struggle every single day just to make you happy and I guess I know I'm doing a good job since you can't see how I really feel. I just want everyone to be okay and happy, but it's taking it's toll on me and has been. I can't take it anymore. I just can't. I want to break things and do what I want without being judged. I really just want to be myself before I forget who I really am.

From,
Kazuma

Dear,

I know we're just starting out, and that it takes some trust from both of us, but I'm really happy right now. We've know each other for a long time, and I'm glad we ended up like this. I know you're struggling, both in and out of university, but I hope I can be of help, and support you in your times of need. Please, don't be afraid to lean on me if you need anything.

You seem to think that you have to deal with everything alone, and not rely on others so much. I don't want you to try everything by yourself. I'm here for you now, so try to rely on me more. Even if you don't want to bother me, remember that's what I'm here for now.

I love you,
Myself

Dear, _ _ _ _ _ _ _

I'm sorry I hurt you... I tried my best for four years but I seemed to have gotten lost in the wake of things and really let go of what was important. You told me for years I was the center of your universe and all I've done is hurt you. I tried protecting you even though you did't need it I was acting out of pure love for you and everything we had... but my beliefs are so different from theirs.. I believe in a world of wonder and magic, they believe in Jesus Christ and they did not accept me for what I was. So they pushed me out anyway they could and tried to hurt me.
Only.. When they tried to hurt me they also hurt you, and over time their motives got mixed and mingled to the point that everyone forgot what they were fighting for because I loved you... but so did he. He wouldn't stand for it, tried to get rid of me any way he could... we eventually drifted apart because of his lies when all I've done is fend against his attacts against me to get me away from you. Because we were in love for four years and he couldn't stand it.
Over time I got tired of figting but I stood strong, I did everythinng I could to make sure you were happy like I promised, but it wasn't enough. He came down too hard and too fast for me to do anything about his raging in the long run. I wanted to protect us but all I did was hurt you..
I started to grow jaded... I started arguing with you. I starting saying thing behind your back out of pain for reliefe but it wasn't enough. I eventually snapped because of the pressure. Everything I loved and everything I fought for collided.
So that day I lost it... I hurt your friend because of that table i threw and distroyed the inside of our hang out and yelled at you... From there everything went down hill as it always dose when you hang your self infront of the person that wants to distroy you.
I've been so cold and alone since then.. I have a new girl frind and and one other friend that I've made. Nothings ever been the same since I lost you and the guys... They don't want to see my face around their area and everything we had together dropped me to go to you. Because I couldn't keep that promise and I lost track of what was real and what I was fighting for...

Because he loved you and so did I.

I'll see you again in years ahead, I'll find you... please don't forget about me. I love you.

sighed,
Lanikai Wishes

Dear ________,

Thank God that I already know your name. Ever since I asked you and your best friend to join the organization, I never remembered your name, or your face. :O So sorry. Anyway, my friends kept telling me that you told them that I do not know you, so hey, sorry. I guess looks don't really make an impression on me. But after many months, we personally met, and had a reason to talk to each other. Now I remember your name, and I will never forget it again. And your cute face and carefree attitude. And I recently realized that, hey, I like you. LOLz. Maybe it will work out, maybe not. But, yeah I like you. I'll come by your class sometime to meet with our common friends. Hope you see me!!!

Okay...never been able to do this so...

Dear,

You can't believe how much I love you, you're the only thing to brighten my life and you're always there when I need you. We had our laughs and our fun and being able to do that only makes me love you more. When you told me that out of all the guy friends you had, you'd choose me, I was completely overjoyed, and shed a few tears of happiness...but, when you said that you had already chosen to date the girl you met online...it crushed me some...
You may have chosen to be with her, and I do accept that, you're one of the only people to say you loved me, and actually meant it...it hurt to know we can't be together, but I know that somehow, someway, your love for me will truly show.

From the man who'd do anything to please you,
Diamond

Dear _____,

I am so, so sorry. I swear, that I never meant... I never meant to let you go. I know that you probably won't ever see this but it's something that I have to say. I miss you so much. I miss talking to you... don't you even remember the promise that we made? You promised that me and you would get married. You said it, I believed you. We were serious when we agreed, weren't we? We just had to wait for me to get out of school. But when you said you had cancer, I honestly didn't know what to think. You said it wasn't serious.... but you haven't talked to me at all since then. Why won't you respond? Please... I hope that you didn't lie. I hope that that cancer didn't kill you. Tell me that you didn't lie, please!! You were like a sister and a mother and a girlfriend all rolled into one for me and you have no idea how much I'd give to see that icon that tells me that you're typing to me, just one more time.

The girl that thinks about you everyday.

Dear _____,
Im not used to all the 'girlfriend/boyfriend' buisiness, and thats probably the stupid reason I used, to get out of confessing my love to you, face to face. All I can say is that I am sorry. Im sorry I couldnt be what you wanted. Im sorry if I tried to hard, or not enough. Im sorry if I bother you with my worry for your life, but I cant help but love you. You could reject me a thousand times over, and I would still do anything for you. Now that your in college, I hope that you dont have too much pressure on your shoulders, and Im sorry to have confessed to you at a difficult time in your life. All I ask is that you let me help you. Although I highly doubt you think of me as a friend anymore, maybe I could help you as an aquaintance? And maybe, someday, my favourite proverb, "Love will always prevail," will come through.
With the most love I could ever give someone
DN

Dear Oblivious,

Yes, I used to like you. Then I found out you had a girlfriend. Then, I backed off. Will you please stop hanging all over me. You make a point to say that you don't like me and that I like you, but you fail to see who's all over whom. I got over you. You've just been majorly friendzoned. Get away from me. I make it a point to bring up your girlfriend everyday to get the point across. The way you're acting now is just giving everyone the wrong idea. Were you not paying attention to your friends saying I was your girlfriend? Did you not hear your friends say we act like two people who have fucked? The sexual innuendos are not helping. Please, take a hint and back off. You asked me why they think that, and I make it a point to explain it to you every fucking time you do something, but you just don't get it. Friends just don't act like that around each other. Drill that into your brain before any of the hot guys that I have been checking out start thinking I'm taken. I swear, I'll fucking kill you if a hot guy won't ask me out simply because they think we're dating.

Not-So-Sincerly, Leigha Moscove

p.s. I make it a point to go to places and hang out with other friends that aren't you for a reason. Us hanging around each other all of the time is probably another reason why they think we're going out. I don't care if it's a good reason or not. Get some more friends to hang out with. We can still hang out every once in a while, but I know I'm not your only friend.

Dear ______,
I'm sorry that I've always been very rude to you. Even after I stopped insulting you and yelling at you all of the time, I started ignoring you. If I could, I would go back in time and change every single word I said to you when we were little kids. I swear I didn't mean it when I said I hated you.

I haven't talked to you since the last day of junior high. As you were going out the door, remember how I tugged on your sleeve to grab your attention? I was planning on getting something very important off of my chest right then... but all I could manage to do was avoid your eyes and shove my yearbook at your face to sign.

I didn't even read what you wrote until I got home. I knew you were going to a different high school than me, so I was still pretty choked up about it and I almost couldn't believe it. You told me to keep my chin up in high school, and that you’d miss seeing me every day in class, even though I never said a word to you anymore.

To be honest, you annoy me to a point of no end. You're probably the most arrogant person I know. You're loud, obnoxious, and an all-around pain-in-the-rear. I don't know how I dealt with you for so long, you were terribly difficult to ignore.

I don't know if you recall this or not--- my memory is better than most--- but the first time I ever talked to you was in the fifth grade. You transferred to my class from Illinois, and had made a lot of friends very quickly, which makes sense, considering how outgoing you are. A couple of your new friends had been bugging me for years. They picked on me often, and I eventually just took it and it almost felt normal. But then you came along. You told them to stop messing with me, because I was a girl and that wasn't fair. This made me really mad, so I yelled at you and told you the fact that I was a girl didn't make a difference and it was none of your business that they picked on me.

For some reason unknown to me, you were interested in me after that. Even though I never even thanked you for standing up for me all of the time even after that, I was beyond grateful and saw you almost as a hero in my eyes. It was because of you that I eventually broke out of my shell and stopped being so shy and quiet all of the time.

So when you confessed your feelings for me, I was lying when I said I hated you and would never want to be your girlfriend... because I love you and someday I want to be your wife. Then on the last day of junior high, I really just wanted to tell you that I've been in love with you ever since I met you... but the words just wouldn’t come.

I wish I had the guts to tell you how I really feel. I'm sorry that you still think I hate you. I wish we still talked. I miss seeing you in class every day, too.

~Em

I think I'll use this thread to vent like I did in the hate and love threads before I got tired of them.

Dear asshole,

I thought you would've caught on to my point when I haven't texted you since our little "experience" before I moved, but it would appear that you haven't. No, I don't like you. Yes, I used to like you. Then, I found out you only wanted in my pants. Please, leave me alone. You're just an unwanted pain-in-the-ass-man-whore who can't take "no" for an answer. Nobody likes you except other man whores, so get over yourself and leave me alone. Find an actual slut to sleep with. You deserve no better.

Not-So-Sincerely, Leigha Moscove

>>16 Hurray You started to vent again!

Dear____.
I miss you everyday. No, its not love, but really strong friendship. I know that we only met eachother in real life for three days in the summer break, but i miss how fun it was going on expedictions with you around the convention. Running around all random. It was really funny. Even trough it hurt a bit when you all slapped me on the head for walking on wells, i have to stop doing that around you.
I seriously miss you everyday.
And i cant wait until 3 months have gone so we can meet again.
I want to start our project were having next year as soon as possible.
I do hope you miss me too. So until next time i see you~~

Your (un-)cute Kouhai

Dear ,
Before I say anything, I would like to thank you for putting up with my selfish self all these years and I am very grateful, I really am. I really love you two, and I'm sorry but I can't see you two put up with her even when she's like that. I hate that, and I really want you to change it, I know that it would be really hard considering how bad it's become, so you don't really have to try too hard. I don't know if you've given up on her and that's the reason she hasn't responded well, so I can't really say much on this. I just think that you guys don't deserve this.
I would like to be the one to do it myself, but we all know that will be impossible.
I hope as time goes by, it will actually change for the good.

Sincerely, Hoodie

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Dear blanks,
I've gotta say. You lot have really fucked me over. Funnier thing is because of you lot I really believe history repeats itself. You don't even know each other or how you treat me, but boy does history repeat itself. I've tried to please you guys as friends, but I'm just not the type of "friend" that suits you, hmmm. Well, honestly, I don't really care, cause I'm GLAD I was friends with you.
It taught me an important lessons of how sometimes, friends are really just enemies poorly disguised. Curse my naive-ness and curse you for taking advantage of it. I wish you all the best, but I must say. For some of you, life is eventually going to fuck you over, and it'll fuck you over good. I suggest you take that into consideration. It seems no matter how many times in however many ways I try to tell you this, you seem not to care or not to notice the kinds of people you are. Well, not worth my energy.

Good luck and good riddance!

Wishing you the best/worst?,
watashi

Dear ______,
I know he's your boyfriend, and that's fine. I couldn't care less. But he's still my best friend, and I'm not going to stop hanging out with him just because you tried to intimidate me and tell me what to do.

I've known him for years... And how long have you guys been dating? I'm sorry to tell you this, but I've seen him go through girlfriends rather quickly... and I sure hope you're one of the ones that only lasts a week.

~Em

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Dear ________ ,

YOU FUCKIN SUCK

I hate ya ;P
CC

You guys don't have to type "bump", you know... It bumps when anything is posted unless the thread has been saged...

Welp, time to flush more emotion...good place this is. ^^

Dear,

Sigh, you remember how I say 'sometimes, people speak with their writing, and not their voice? I do that because I don't know what or how to say things in front of people, so I write it down, like I'm doing here, and show people...whether they believe it's me or not.
And around you, my creativity is higher...you're my muse, and no one can change that. But, sometimes I get the feeling you want me to say things that...I dunno...can connect us better...? From what you say around me, and what you've told others about me and such, everyone feels as if you have a crush on me. I'm shocked, truthfully...you're actually the first girl to say something like this without it being a dare, or something like that. It makes me feel an emotion I've never really felt...happiness. You've been there to brighten me up when you can...and you do everything to see me smile or blush.
And, one last thing, I promise to come to the next school dance, no matter what it takes...I'm sorry I'd missed the one before, in which you'd dance with me...but I had no ride. So, next dance...we waltz.

From the shy guy,
Diamond

Dear Soulmate,

I know I fucked up. I always tend to fuck up things between you and me, I know that all the words that I say to you will never make a difference. I thought that me taking the actions of making everyone happy, even if it meant me not being happy would solve everything. But I made the mistake and I lost you. I am so fucking sorry. I want you back. I never thought I could love someone as much as I love you. You showed me how to love again. Even typing this I am crying because all I wanted was for everyone to be happy and in the process of that I lost you. Please believe me when I say that I love you and you are my soulmate. Forever and Always. I will come and see you. Just wait for me. We will be together thats if you will have me.

Forever yours,
Hyouka

Dear ,
I still love you. Even though we broke up to preserve our friendship, I still love you. Even though you found another girl, I still love you.
I hate being jealous, but I am. That girl made you suffer, but you stayed with her. You are so kind; more than I even was.
You looked at my scars, you looked at my deformity, and you still called me beautiful. You saw past what everyone else called a freak and found my soul. I will never forget what you said. It holds a special place in my heart and it always will.
Before and after our relationship, I still looked after you. When those stupid girls dumped and degraded you, I was always there to listen to you. And I don't regret a second of it.
With you, I could forget my troubles. We could talk for hours on end. I could say what I really felt without beig criticized about it. Those were the goodrimes, huh?
I agreed to drop our relationship because I had seen too many failed marriages resulting in hate - I didn't want us to hate each other! Just being your friend makesme happy...
But I still cry over you. The thought of you with another makes me sit there in the dark, sobbing quietly so no one will hear. I will never stop loving you. I can't stop loving you.
And it's because I love you that I knew I had to let you go.
I knew that you would just be hurting in the end. I knew that you were going to be hurt over and over again. But if that's what you want, I will give it to you.
You always talk to me about that girl you like - the one who doesn't like you back. It hurts me as much as it hurts you, if not more.
I hide it from you because I'm scared you won't want to talk to me again. If that happened, I don't know what I'd do.
Your sister, she makes me laugh. She remembers when we were a couple. She tells me I was the best girlfriend you'd had: that I didn't hurt you. She keeps telling me to ask you out again, and to save her brother from his suffering.
I can't do it. I'm sorry.
I love you... No matter what is wrong with you.
Sincerely, Leviathan.

I started crying in the middle of writing this. I want to curl up in a corner now.

Dear love of my life.

I know it's cliche to say this, but i can't stop loving you. I think about you all the time... I miss when we were together, and when we could laugh, and hug, and smile without caring what everyone else thought. I miss talking to you. I miss hearing your laugh at something that **I** said, not one of your friends. I miss Being able to look at your eyes and just get lost like that. I miss being able to walk with you, and hold your hand, and go to bed smiling like a moron because you said you love me. I miss being able to be with you. I miss you so bad it hurts, like being stabbed with a knife and pour acid over the wounds. It hurts, i miss you, why won't you take me back? I loved you best i could, so why wasn't it enough for you? I just wanted your love, nothing else...

Always here,
Me

Dear Xxxxxxxx,

I know I have not spoken to you, in many many weeks. And for this I feel nothing but shame. I know you love me, and me, you. And for this, I must share these thoughts. You mean more to me than anything. I would lose every penny I have. I would burn my house to the ground for you. I would run across the world for you. I don't care what people say about us, I still love you more than life itself...because to me, you are my life. Although you live, so far away, my love for you, is here to stay...

With too much love,
A.D.

Dear ______,
You're a dumbass.

That is all.

~Em

Dear ____

I find you very unpleasant. In fact, to be perfectly candid, I think you are an asshole. Since I do not think you will ever change your ways, that is all.

Eh, what the hell, let's type up another anonymous letter...

Dear _____,

What is the meaning of love? Is it some unknown thing that will continue to elude me, and only me, for god knows how many millenia? In any case, what is 'love' in regards to us common mortals?

And speaking of which, I would like to discuss a topic that you'd rather not talk about with partially sociopathic people like me. Emotions. I have told you over and over again, there is nothing called 'positive emotion'. There is only that shitty thing that people decided to call 'positive emotion' that leaves you tired, stressed, and not feeling better on Swisse. And besides, the fuck is with 'emotions'? I do not understand. I do not comprehend.

There *is* no such thing as love, is there? You were lying when you said that the people I know have the capacity to treat someone else like they'd want to be treated. It's just impossible in this flawed society. I mean, seriously, since when did people have something as elusive as a 'heart', or a 'soul'? C'mon, it's about time that you gave up on that ideal of world peace, which encompasses universal and eternal love.

But back to what I wanted to say. What the fucking hell is love? I have read that parents are suppose to give children 'love', but mine have candidly told me that they're scared of me. And that they thought I was autistic or psycopathic. Is that what love is? Tearing apart someone so much that they want to die? Is THAT what it is?

If love is just that, then for the 'love' of god, spare me. Being torn apart into little, tiny pieces isn't suited for me. And then, when I try to do it in real life, my knives got stolen and hidden away by my 'loving' parents. So take your so-called love and stick it up your arse, for all I care.

And just to end off, let me say that I do not believe in love. Unless you prove that there is something so goddamn 'wonderful' about this shitty thing called 'love', I will continue to deny its existence. Now, if you will, I will go and try figure out where the fuck my parents 'lovingly' hid my knives.

With absolutely no feeling, since love doesn't exist;
Shiyo

Dear___,
I just want you to know that when you told me you were testing the waters to see if you could swim I thought to myself, "I'd drown to save you... I'd give you my oxygen..." then when you told me you wanted to try again, but not anytime soon i thought "Take what you can while it's there, fore it may not be there tommorrow." Why the fuck cant you see i'd do anything for you?! I dont care if you had a mental break down, we couldve gone through it together, we didnt have to break up.

I was gonna join playmakers before you told me not to cause you thought things would be awkward. things are already awkward, hello!!! can you not tell that every song i sing i'm aiming every word with there whole meaning towards you!?! whhy cant you get it!?! I LOVE YOU....

Your's forever,
Kaoru(SB)

Dear_____,

Why am I the one with the problem? What gives you the right to talk down to me all the time like I'm some kind mentally-challenged pet? What gives you the right to take out your anger on me or any other person you know? Yes, I know that I can make things frustrating, but do you really think that I'm doing it with you in mind? No, that's not the case and I would appreciate a little kindness on your part, a little respect, since my own is about gone.

You are the main reason that I can't function socially. I wish that was not the case, because I love you and want to make you happy, but you expect me to be a certain way, and I can't be that way. I hope you can change before its too late.

Sincerely,

Seagull

Dear ____,

You know I love you. So much... And, when you cried that day. I was, just so... happy, that you cried. And because that cry, those tears, were just for me... But it seemed weird to me because it was such a little thing, well, at least to me. And then when you said that I dont know if it matters if Im crying, I wanted to scream it saying that it mattered so much that a star could pick up my feelings, travel light years, and I would still feel them... If that makes sense... And Im glad that I actually mean something to you, and I know that you love me. I remember when I would talk about you all the time and my mom said "Well, Im glad to see that you actually respect someone for once in your life." I would never do anything to upset you. Even just thinking about you taking your glasses off with your eyes just staring make me want to cry. Because of you, I will do my best, or at least try my best, all for you. I think, Ill go to college just for you. Never really had plans to do so, but, I want you to be happy and happy of me. So I'll do it. For you, for me... for you.

I will always love you, forever, until you tell me to stop.

Love,
donyokuna |A|

Dear ______,

I have never been one to be superstitious but, lately I've had to think long and hard to rationalize the past 7 years. What we had was far from a good relationship, there was a lot of trust issues, and from what you said no real feeling to begin with. What you told me the day you dumped me I will never forget. That one line, that curse even, will haunt me for all eternity and so far it has remained true. All I want to know is why? Why did you feel it was necessary to curse me to forever be alone? Every relationship after ours turned out to be just as fake... Never once have I been loved by a girl I have dated but more "felt sorry for" even though I was happy and cheerful. Every breakup has made me realize just how much I am cursed, and I wonder... Are you happy with what you have done to me? Do you find joy in my suffering? I know you will never read this nor will we ever hear from each other again but I would just like to know what it feels like to be loved... truly loved... and not just used or felt sorry for. I actually care about the girls I date, put all my trust into them, and for what? To be told it was all because they felt sorry for me or because they were trying to get their ex back...

Thanks for the damned curse you put me under you *****. I hope that one day this curse is lifted from me and that rot in hell for starting thing.

Good riddance,

namdville *Gives middle finger to screen as I hit reply*

Dear ______,


You may not know it due to my outer appearance, but I just needed to say that you've taken my heart away.

Cheesy, I know.

But it's true! Every day, I just want to go up and at least talk to you, but... Dammit, why do you have to be so beautiful, yet so freaking distant? WHY?!

Everytime I see you walk past me, I have a sudden urge to just grab your arm and kiss you, but hell, even that's impossible! I don't have the courage, neither will I ever work up the courage.

Why am I so romantically inept?

Sure, I can work up the courage to slap a teacher, but I just can't work up the courage to even say hi to you... Even if I do, I'll just take one look at you and instantly melt.

Your smile, laugh, the way you walk, how your hair sways in the wind...

I just can't confess my feelings for you. Besides, how could someone like you possibly love somone like me? I admit, I'm nothing but a crazy, maniacal psychopath. I wonder, if that's how you view me as? It seems that everyone already certified me as such.

I may have already left the impression that I'm a bag of crap, but I still want to know how you view me. Everyone tells me that I'll forever be known as "That crazy guy who miraculously has an education", but I still need verification.

Damn, every night you haunt me, being so beautiful... While I'm just that other guy in science and math class.

Now Contemplating About Life,

Sixclaw

Dear _____,

I don't know what happened. You used to be a pretty good friend. I used to be able to trust you, but now you're so cold to everyone. I guess I should have seen this coming. Maybe I did, but just refused to except it. You where more of a brother to me than my own siblings. What happened to you? What happened to the person i used to know and trust? Now all you do is put me and our friends down to make yourself look better. Who're you trying to impress? A girl? Your parents? Who? All you're doing is making yourself look like a heartless bastard. I know you may be going through a rough time but remember, you're not the only one who's felt alone and helpless! I spent years feeling that way, but every time I felt like giving up you stood next to me and reminded me I'm not alone. I don't know what happened to you but whatever it is i want to help you through it. I want to help bring the old you back.

Your brother,
dxb

Dear _____,

I'm so sorry I said no, without explaining it to you. I'm such a fucking bitch, I feel really bad. But I think it's a little too late, not to mention awkward, to be bringing that stuff up now.

From,
Terra

Dear you-know-who-you-are,

I have not doubt in my mind that you will read this. I have no doubt in my mind that you'll know that I'm talking about you and what I'm talking about. I also have no doubt in my mind that you'll confront me about it later, and I'll like t tell you this before you read this. I want you to know that I'm talking about you. I want you to know why I'm saying this. I will ignore you if you confront me about it later. If any of this gets through that thick skull of yours, keep your mouth shut and change your future actions.

Do you rally want me to tell you one of the things I hate the most in my life? I figure that you might as well know since you've just become one of those people. They take their anger out on me. I can do one little thing "wrong" and they'll snap. All of the built up anger from the day, week, month, year, or whenever it was that they last vented will come crashing down on me and make me feel like the shittiest person ever.

The worst part of it is, I'm acting the same way I always do. I'm joking, giving a compliment, supporting, being nice, or doing something else positive. They them feel the need to blame me and say that I'm "complaining" or "insulting" them. That excuse would be nice and all, maybe I'd even buy it, if you had reacted badly the first time I did it. Then, they see their mistake and still continue to blame it on me. They basically say, "I'm sorry, but it's still your fault."

Again, this is perfectly find had they not blamed me again. I'm a pretty reasonable person. If I said something insulting and realize it later, then I'll except that and move the fuck on. Fuck, I'll even apologize for it. The issue can be one of two things, they're taking what I say quite often with no seriousness involved and getting insulted by it, thought they never have before, or, they're taking what I say and completely disregarding anything I've said in the past that could give a possible reason why I've said it then making it sound like I insulted them.

I think you'll find me as a perfectly reasonable person. I can keep a secret. I'm caring. I'm nice. I like to make jokes. I enjoy cheering people up. I like making people laugh. I'm as good of a person that I can be.

Now, you know this. You've told me this before. Please, tell me why that's not true now. Have I changed? Am I not acting the way I've acted this whole time? I still enjoy being a bitch. I still enjoy making jokes. I make it a point to get you to try to understand that I'm not serious. I even make it a point to stress that I don't believe anything over the internet shouldn't be taken seriously, and I'm hardly serious over the internet. I'm only serious when it comes to serious issues.

I've made it a point to tell you all of this before. You made it clear that you understood that I believed all of this. Now, please tell me why you take me seriously. I'm not as shallow as I pretend. I'm not as bitchy as I say. Deep down, I actually do give a fuck and am thinking positive things.

Let me make this clear. My wrath is a lot worse than you've faced. My wrath is a lot worse than you've seen me do here. Get the fuck over yourself and stop telling yourself that I go out of my way to be rude and say hateful shit. You no good and fucking well the real reason why I say what I say. If you don't then fuck off. I do not need another person that'll just forget whole conversations in my life.

This gives you two choices. 1) Try to preserve whatever fucked up friendship we have and understand as well as remember what I say, because I assure you that what I tell you will help you understand why I act the way I do. 2) Fuck off and find someone else to vent your shitty life to.

I'm a good fucking listener, but you won't even tell me shit about you. Then, you expect me to tell you shit about myself. On top of that, you're releasing all of your anger at me. No, I won't fucking put up with it and I refuse to listen to it. I'll give you one week to think on it, and if you snap at me again after that, you might as well consider yourself as hated as all of the fucktards I'm constantly bitching at on here. Get the fuck over yourself and try to preserve this fucking friendship that you want so fucking badly. I made it clear what I thought about this, and I'm not putting any effort into it unless I see that it's worth shit.

Not-So-Sincerely,
Leigha Moscove

ps If this doesn't pertain to you, then I'm expecting no comments from you. Anything about this from anyone, even the person it's to, will be ignored. If this it to you, then don't comment and take the fucking advice.

dear lust/hornyness
fuck u! i hate u! y u make me horny and mak me made bad decisions?!
-girl ur makin mad

Dear ______,
I really do love you, and I feel that you will never feel the same way as I, so I distance myself.

-Aaron

Dear Mirror,

Stop reflecting the flaws. Stop reflecting the scars and the lies. That shit hurts even when only the scars remain. I've never been one to whine or bitch or wallow in self-pity like a lot of the other girls I know. I've kept it all inside at the risk of fucking myself over in one area or another. But god damnit, nobody's going to believe someone wrote a letter to their mirror on an online forum. So fuck it, I'm writing it.
I used to think I was a monster not good enough for even the tiny tidbits of food I eat. I used to think that I was a pathetic, needy being for treating my growling stomach to a slice of bread. I used to hide my smile behind both hands to avoid showing my insecurity. Now that others have begun to accept me, you still DON'T.

SINCERELY FUCK OFF, MIRROR.
-Kezko

Dear __________,

I wish you were here, right here by my side, or even, it would be enough to just even stare at you and admire you from afar. Admiring you, even from this distance, is enough for me, nonetheless, it is a privilege and even one of the greatest joys that I've felt. You, You are so perfect. Even by just merely watching you in this far distance we have, you fulfill me with your presence alone, and through your actions, you drop me dead. I cannot fathom your greatness, your presence, your actions, your PERFECT appearance, your EVERYTHING. If you could be by my side, I would be the happiest person in the world. But first, please be real.

xD you didn't expect that didn't you?? I'm talking about an Anime Character, (who I'm desperately in Love with <333)

It said "Anonymous" right??? Please don't kill me, it doesn't mean it has to be all serious and such. xD But I wrote my true feelings up there..I WISH YOU WERE REAL. AND THAT ADMIRING YOU FROM AFAR WOULD BE MERELY ENOUGH. XD but you being by my side would make me the happiest human alive!!! xDD

xDD i am hopeless LOL

^ BUT IT'S ALL TRUE. AND HATERS GONNA HATE.

>>44 I feel that way with my crush... But she's real XDDDDD Also, there's no shame in crushing on an anime character! EXPRESS YOURSELF AS AN INDIVIDUAL!

Dear _______.
im so sorry i ditched you at summer camp.
it was your first year and and it was my 4th year there i knew where everything was and i ditched you for a guy i fell in love with there. he isnt a bad preson in fact hes was the nicest kid there.lets call him zach. zach later asked me out but then when me and zach we hanging out with 5 other people including you everythime me and zach acted like a couple you went on and on about how your the 3rd wheel. inside i was like umm excuse me but your not alone with just me and zach you also have 3 other people to talk to..(but i knew that was over dramatic.) anyways so now that where in school me and zach hangout and stuff with other people from that summer camp. you have been trying to ditch me beacuse you ALWAYS hang out with a girl that talks sh*t about me and you know that she dose so dont lie. seriously your acting like such a kid, your not so why. the hell are you still ditching me when ever i try to talk things out? you always give zach a hard time, why?
okay okay i know the reason for but you still had other people to hangout with. and we also did try to change your mood when you were acting like if you were the 3rd wheel we tryed to cheer you up and we did everything you wanted to do. you are my best friend but i dont know if you still think of me as your best friend.

Dear _______,
Thank you for calling me at 1 A.M. after breaking up with your girlfriend to make me feel like all I'm good for is a ride and money. You're one hell of a friend.

I hope you enjoy Homecoming alone. I'll be having fun with my *date* because yes, I told him I'd go with him, you son of a bitch.

~Em

P.S. Calling me your "backup date" and automatically assuming I was going alone were asshole moves, also. So, fuck you.

Dear ____,

Son of a bitch, you better not steal _____ from me.

With knives and guns,

Sixclaw

Dear _______,
I'm sorry about my BFFs being mean to you for acting like a bitch when we try to be nice. The only reason I still hang out with you is because I feel sorry that you feel that you need to spread stupid rumors about us to have friends. The only reason you hung out with me and talked to me last year is most likely because you wanted me to draw pics for your lame excuse of a story and because I decided not to lose my temper and call you a "stupid bitch who only complains about herself without thinking of others and lies to make herself look cool" no matter how many times I thought it in my head.
And if I hear you ask why the other two are so mad at you one more time, I swear I will toss you to the werewolves you said you saw in your woods and let them eat you.

With a mask of smiles,
Raziel

Dear ____,

Thanks for letting me know that you would be there for me if I ever got pregnant, but you will not allow gay life style in your home. It makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside when you say people like me have no rights. Well, guess what? You wont ever have to worry about me coming home pregnant!

with all my secrets,
Whisper

Dear ____,

Whether or not you're pissed at my accent when I get pissed, it doesn't fucking matter, i'm still pissed at ya.

Dear ____,

It's been fucking liberating breaking up with you. Don't look like I kicked you in the nuts every time I see you. You put this on yourself. You know me, i'm not high maintenance and I don't demand attention but not contacting me for 2 months, really? I mean, doesn't that defeat the concept of the relationship? You don't give a shit about me then it's foolish to get on with this. You don't want to hang out with me like a normal person then fine, have your way. BUT you can't go around looking like I stepped on you.fucking A.

go shove a dildo up your ass,
Equinox

Dear old school,

How could you be so blind! I hardly ever showed up and my grades were failing! Ms. R, when you talked about abuse in class, I started crying. Did you even bother to ask why, or pull me aside afterwards? Nope. You just excused me to the bathroom and went about your day. Hey, Mrs. S, remember when _____ called me a slut in front of everyone, and I looked at you? Remember how you just looked away? All of you! Isn't it part of your job to recognize those signs? Mr. K, remember when I reached for my report card and my sleeve slipped up? You where the first to see those dark red lines. I panicked, our eyes met, but then you moved on to the next desk. I never asked for special treatment, I just hoped one of you would open your eyes long enough to notice the bullshit that was my reality! I will remember those lonely days for the rest of my life. F*ck you all.

Still holding a grudge,
-Whisper

Dear _____,

Compared to many letters mine is pretty silly, but I ask you to bare with it.
I love you. More than I can express. I love you as a childhood friend, I love you like you were my sister and I'm also IN love with you.
The fact that you want to study and live abroad hurts me deeply, but I'm not letting it show, because if this is really love then I have to let you have wings if you want to fly.
However, just the idea of never seing you again, not having you right beside me every day, never hearing your voice or seeing your face breaks my heart.
I know I wouldn't have a chance with you. I'm a girl and you are straight, but I cannot live without you, not right now. But I was willing to see you have your own life, with a husband and kids someday and eventually get over you.
I will never be able to see you leave. I'm not capable of it.
But I cannot be this selfish, so I'll just smile and wave as you board in that damn plane.
I love you. I wish I could tell you that.
LF

Dear mom,

It is so nice of you to 'accept homossexuality'... But I have to tell you, saying "I just don't like to see two girls kissing" or "I've got no problems with it. But God forbid that this happens in our family" is not very nice.

You tell me to be honest with you and that I can talk to you about anything. That's quite hard if you wouldn't accept the sexuality of your own daughter. It kind of hurts, you know.

LF

Dear (I don't know what to call you anymore.),

I give up. I refuse to force a friendship with a guy like you. I thought we were fucking friends. I thought we were best fucking friends, but you don't even care enough about our fucking friendship to fucking make it fucking work. You won't fucking talk it fucking out with me. You won't even fucking talk with me. You're fucking ignoring me. I fucking hate you.

You know what the sad part is? I fucking trusted you. I was fucking considering telling you the fucking event that changed my life. You were almost the first fucking person outside of my family that I've trusted in fucking eight years. You were almost the first person I've trusted in fucking two years. I came to you twice when there was no one else I could go to. You were the first fucking person that came to my fucking mind to go to each time.

I'm fucking glad I didn't. You're such a fucking cunt sucking douche bag. I thought it was you who told me that people that told people here would be different. I thought you were the person who told me that you were different, but I must be fucking mistaking. Obviously that wasn't you, because you didn't come to me when you had a problem. You didn't open up when I asked why you're pissed at me. I fucking give up.

You know what makes this worse? I fucking tried to make it work. I even fucking asked you what the fuck was wrong. You didn't even tell me. You know what? Believe it or not, this is actually the most I've cussed at a fucking person. You were the first fucking person to actually deserve my hate. Yes, I've said I've hated people before, but how can you hate someone if you've never considered trusting them? Eight fucking years. Do you know how long that is? All of that time, and I told nobody. I actually considered telling you. I was about to tell you today actually. The same day you fucked it all up. I wasn't only going to tell you what ruined my life. No, because it couldn't be that easy. I was going to tell you why I'm so pessimistic. I was going to tell you why I am the way I am. Fuck, I was about to tell you everything. I was fully prepared to have the first deep and meaningful conversation and lay everything out in the open that I've ever had, and you sent me a text. Do you want to know what that fucking text said as you walked off? It said, "I guess we're ignoring eachother now lol."

Then, I was fully prepared to figure out what went wrong. I was about to call or text you to talk this out. I was prepared to have out friend find out why you're pissed and tell me. I was going to figure out what I had apparently done wrong to apologize for the first fucking time in my life. THE FIRST FUCKING TIME I'VE GIVEN SOMEONE A SINCERE APOLOGY WITHOUT BEING TOLD TO. Guess what? You blew that too. You blew that with another text. Another fucking text. You just fucking love making this hard on me don't you? This was the first friendship that I was willing to fight to save, but you didn't think that was necessary, so I'll back off. I give up.

Brilliant! Just fucking brilliant! You even told me something that you've never told any of your friends before, or was that a lie to? Maybe I had you all wrong, but I'm glad I didn't open up to you. Do you want to fucking know what I thought a week after you opened up to me? I thought, "If I can't trust this person, I will never be able to trust anyone again." I meant it too. I'm sick and tired of going through this. It's because of douche bags like you that I can't open up to people who tell me that I can trust them and mean it. I tired of people like you. Honestly, I thought you were better than that, but I guess I was wrong. I guess it's a good thing I never opened to you, because someone like you isn't even worth the effort.

I just thought you should know,
Leigha Moscove

(I need some advice. Should, or should I not print this and give this to the person I had in mind when righting this?)

Dear ________,

I try to talk to you, I listen to you bitch and moan all the time. And most of the time, I actually gave a shit about what you were saying, otherwise I wouldn't have cared and just walked off. Yes, sometimes I'd get mad at what you said, but I did care, and had I known part of why you hate people I wouldn't have gotten so mad.

Even if I'm pissed off to the point of being red in the face, I still set aside my own problems to try to help you. But you never told me anything about your problems. You never gave me the opportunity to help you no matter how much I tried. Even after I told you why I cared so much, you still didn't tell me. And then I hear that "Nobody gives a shit about me" and "Everyone ignores me" crap.

I'm sorry if you have trust issues, and I'm sorry if you think I'm an asshole, but never say that I didn't care. I've always cared, and if you don't want to look around and see that I cannot help you. I've tried to help you. I've failed. It's your turn to help yourself.

-King Dude

PS
Don't think for a second that after this I'm not going to care or try to help you. I promised myself that I would, and I don't like to break promises.

Dear _______,

I would like to formally concede that you have bested me in a proper battle of wits. Your opening argument was risky. Preachy, self-assured, presumptuous, devoid of any rational connection between the points you attempted to make, and it even successfully criticized all the efforts of the past nine years of my life as being worthless. Of course, the power of wit is not in what you state, but how well you manage to defend it. You beat me there as well. I came up with a reply, recognizing all the flaws, the cyclical fallacies of logic you somehow decided to plunge ass-first into your statement, but you were prepared. I was expecting some sort of rebuke, a signal that you were somehow using ANY kind of semblance of thought in what you were saying, but yknow, ignoring me works just as well. It was fair when you disregarded me, like I didn't know what I was saying, like you weren't being a complete asshat, but you took on all challengers. Those who supported you, you welcomed in open arms, while the rest of us were shoved into the background, like some disease trying to keep you from being so damn smug, and failing.

No, really, it's okay. By now we're all used to people like you. But for me it was a bit different. For years I had respected you, been able to tolerate the differences between us and even went the extra mile to try and bridge that gap. It seemed to make you content, so it was great. But now, now you've said something that I can't comply with. You said something that if I were to even try and agree, it would obviate everything I've been trying to learn for nearly a decade now. You win, because I no longer have any interest in you, in any form. Your physical appearance makes me twitch, with the memory of how hard I tried to help you with no reconciliation. Your spiritual integrity is laughable, but not a laugh I'd be proud to let anyone hear, and the contents of that head of yours...well, if any existed you sure don't show it.

You effectively turned our relationship into a pile of inane pleasantries, a pointless inhuman charade, to which I am no longer willing to play. I'm done with it. Should you choose to become responsive, by all means look me up, but if and when that happens, be prepared for the most vicious fight of your life.

Sincerely,
No one apparently.


P.S. All the way down here, all we can see from your high horse is the bullshit that comes out of it. At first we presumed you fell of.

Dear ____________

Keep in mind that you should not care what people do to you, it's the only way they can't continue.

-Carelessness

>>57
I've done it before. Letters come out differently every time you read them, and if this guy is really screwing up as bad as he is, I doubt he'll get the same understanding you do from it.
I've printed letters, but generally don't send them, the resounding "Fuckit, ain't worth the drama." making me retract my words eight times out of ten.

Dear _______,

I never want to let go of you ever again. Please don't give me any reason to.

From,
The guy holding the jetpack with your name on it.

Dear _______

Give my damn jacket back! I loaned it to you so that you could get home without catching a cold, and after three weeks, I have yet to see it again despite having seen you several times since. That was a very expensive jacket... (and you do have a tendency to never return things).

Dear ____,

I'm sorry I wasn't there. You know, its almost been a year, and I still miss you sometimes. I still fucking miss you.

Sincerely,
Standing at your grave beside the tree.

Dear____,

It's been two years since I broke up with you. And yet, you're still not over me? I broke up wih you because you were being clingy. Overbearingly clingy. And moving way too fast. When you started talking about going to France a few weeks after we hooked up, I wasn't sure what to do or say.

Then there were the phone calls. Seriously, you didn't need to call me every other day. It got to the point where I honestly thought about not picking up the phone when I saw your number flashing on my screen. Or the way you'd call me several times a day.

I broke up with you because I wasn't happy with the way/how fast things were moving. And to be honest, I'm glad I did. I like being single. And having you text me out of the blue, saying all that shit about still missing me and how you want to give it another go just made me even more determined to stay single. And I'm not "avoiding you", as you seem to thnk.

You're a decent guy, but you're not for me. Just find some other girl who is willing to put up with you, and forget about me.

--K

Dear____
The love we shared was so profound. I was certain I wouldn't live to see my future. You were everything to me. For all the time we spent. I couldn't move when I was told. To live on after knowing that driver hit and killed you not because he was drunk, but because he hated us for our way of life. The love of two men was his reason to murder the man I love. I was going to give you my actual beating heart. But now I'm here alone waiting to join you in death.

Dear _____,

UGH GOD! You just HAD to wear your hair hair up today, didn't you? WHY MUST YOU TORTURE ME WITH THAT PERFECT SILKY HAIR?!

Agh, the torture and torment.

-You know who.

To a certain brand of shampoo/conditioner

Damn you, your product is no good. I just washed my hair and it feels nothing like its usual silkiness. It is all frizzy and dry feeling. You have lost yourselves a customer. I must shower again, using GOOD products, and then I will be back to having silky, metal hair. Then it is headbanging time, because I miss Opeth.

Dear ____,

Sorry for probably creeping you out with my staring, your hair is just too shiny to not stare at. Seriously do you wash it with stardust or something? Also, why are you so tall? You're younger than me and like, five seven or even higher. All in all, you look like an awkward, tall robot and that must be why you're such a chick magnet. I envy you, dear sir.

From, that crazy chick who always stares at you

Dear _______,

You bore the crap out of me. I think that should be one of the reasons I removed you from my favorite dollars list.

-King Dude

Dear ______,

Please, oh please, shut up. Your voice, your look, the things you say, just you in general, piss me off. I don't like you, so leave me alone. My friend dislikes you as much as I do, as she has told me, so stop following her around everywhere. You're like a lost puupy. You always talk about guys, are always texting, and are about as stupid as a brick. If you had any clue up there in that boy obsessed mind of yours, which I highly doubt, you would get the hint. Leave me alone. I'm not an angry person, you just tick me off. Try and be a tad smarter than you are now, in the future, please.

Sincerely, 0013Starri

>>57 Seeing as how long, odd and infuriating you felt as you typed that...I think you should give it to your anonymous, once-was friend...but that's just my opinion.

Dear ____,

Well,...I'm still kinda wondering what had happened at lunch today. One minute we're talking about if a simple kiss could ruin a relationship or not, and the next, you peck my cheek. I know it sounds odd for me to say this...but thanks. You've always been there for me, no matter the fake smile I have on my face. At first I just thought you were being nice to me for being the laughing stock of my entire grade...or if you're one of the first true friends I'd ever made. Of course, though, I've made many friends...but, none of them are like you. I always have this odd feeling around you that just pushes a smile to my face. You say I'm one of the only (straight) guys who is extremely nice to you, keeps head level when speaking to you, listens to everything you say...and I'm still thinking back to when you said that if you could date any guy, I'd be at the top of the list.

But, the past couple of months of friendship between you and I...there have been a few rumors going around and a few of our friends have gotten suspicious. I've wanted to know, do you ever want to be that close to me? Do you want to be more than friends? Like, soul-mates?

...I don't even see why I'm asking these questions, you probably won't see this letter anyway. Sigh, but, it's just my way of showing what emotion I have...to show that I'm not just some big, boring brick who's smarter than most of his class and has a real name in which everyone laughs at.

But, again, thanks for everything my friend...when you're gone off after graduation, I'll miss you dearly...that's how close you are to me.

From,

The slightly embarrassed, still red-faced due to the blushing, teen.

(Alright people, I gotta Facebook account and this anonymous person is one of my friends...do you think I should copy this and post it over there for her to see?)

Dear _____,

I don't really care about your relationship issues. No, I will not run him over with a car because I kinda agree with him on this one. You're still just a kid, no matter how mature you think you are, and you shouldn't have thought this would last forever.

Chill out and talk to me on Monday,
Anubis

Dear ,
There's a pain in my gut i don't want you to see, but i let you see it. You're the only person in the world that i let into mine. You're like a sister to me. But that pain in my gut grows bigger everyday and sometimes I'm afraid that I'll do something and disappear. But i can't tell you that i fear. I don't want to weigh you down with all my tears.
And even before Connor and when all this Bullshit appeared in my little black, bleeding heart you still stayed and told me it was okay. You never told my secret to anyone who was near.
I love you, i hope you know that. As sisters and beyond, but first i'll stop at heavens doors. Watching over you from above(I hope).
I hope we'll be friends forever, my dear.

I love you forever my twin sis you are and one day we'll spend an eternity with just you and me....

Forever Love,
Fir3_fly

Dear Not-So-Caring-Mother,

Do you love your daughter? Would you care if she were black, Hispanic, or anything else? Then why do you care that she's a lesbian? I'll be the first to admit. I wasn't so excepting of it either, but I didn't tell her that. I didn't turn to hate her because of it. I'm glad I didn't, because, when I hung out with her again, I realized that she was still the same person. She still has this love for animals. She still has all of the weird quirks that made me laugh when we were little. She still has her fascination with science that she's always had. She's still the same person.

It's not like she had woken up a completely different person. Yes, she's fought her own demons, but she's always been good. She never did drugs, never got arrested, and never did anything illegal. She's still the same geeky friend that I had when I was little. She would still cuss someone out had they ever insulted me. She'd probably get into a fight to protect me. I've grown to see her as a sister, and I cannot except the fact that you won't accept your own fucking daughter. Since she's realized her own sexuality, she's never treated me any different. She never hit on me or made a move on me. She knows that I'm straight, and she respects that. I feel like I owe her the same respect for her sexuality.

She's your daughter. I had a choice to stay friends with her, and I did. I'm a fucking Christian, and I still stood by her side. Don't hide behind your bible and tell your own daughter she's going to hell. She loves you, and you should love her back. She still loves you despite the shit you've put her through, and you still can't grow a pair and accept that she's still your daughter and the same person she was they day before she told you. If she's lesbian now, then that mean she always has been. You're telling me that you hate her now because you know about it?

If you're going to be judgmental, please at least keep your mouth shut around my sister. I will refuse to have her treated that way by her own mother. You're supposed to love her, and what happened to motherly instinct? Are you aware what could have happened to her because of what you did? I hope you realize the beautiful piece of heaven that you threw out of your life, because I wouldn't give up such a great person for anything. She deserves a better mother than you, but she still wants the woman that gave birth to her. For your sake, I hope you realize it soon. I won't stand to see her hurt anymore.

Sincerely, Leigha Moscove

Dear _,

You can fuck urself!!!! How could molest a 12 year-old girl u selfish FUCKING PIG!!! guys like you deserve to go to hell!!! You have a niece too!! How could u touch children U manwhore!!!! Ur lucky Im still a virgin u asswipe!!! FUCK U FUCK U FUCK U FUCK U!!!!! sEE U in HELL!!!

sINCERELY,
Ur ex-girlfriends daughter!!!

P.s. U dont deserve happinesss I still have nightmares because of u!!!

Dear Oblivious Game maker,

STOP FUCKING ADVERTISING YOUR GAMES LIKE THEY'RE MOVIES!!

God you make me think i'm watching a movie instead of a game ad, so learn the damn difference. Its annoying as hell.

Fuck you,
Alexavier

Dear Noctis,

I fucking hate you. Listen to me mother fucker, we have been trying to kill each other since the day we where born. If you are reading this, you better watch out. Everyone knows you're not dead . I will find you and I will kill you.

With "Love",
Your Brother, Shinra

>>78 fanfag

dear school,
you have been problematic for 5 years.i try to get along with what you want me to do but then again you are so twisted that you wont let me live happily. even when i try to go to another school you create problems.

dear principle,
you talked very rudely to family. you think your are some great principle of a great great school. reality flash; not you're not and your school is definitely not great. dont forget that god is watching for what you're doing. And you will have to answer for your deeds.

Dear Fangirl,

I'm sick and tired of this bullshit. Next time you bring that godawful band up, I'm leaving. It's not even them or their music that irritates me, it's you.

You're not going to marry Niall Horan, I'm sorry. Your fanfiction is not real. None of them realize you exist. You're just one annoying fangirl in a large army of way too many.

I've gotten so goddamn tired of every other word being "One Direction" that I can barely grit my teeth anymore.

I miss my old best friend. The one that didn't obsess over stupid boy bands and aggravate the hell out of me about them. I only say they're 'okay' so my insides won't end up outside and I won't lose a friend.

You were wondering why I've been spending much more time with him than you as of late, well... this is why.

I love you, but I hate the way you've been acting these past few months. It's pathetic and disgusting.  I can barely even stand dealing with you anymore.

~Em

Dear _____,

Fine. Go ahead. Fuck up our whole relationship. We were best friends since forever. I don't remember one moment that you weren't there. You and your family lived with me for a while dammit! I thought I could always trust you. Fuck you! You and the other bitches! Remember that one year? When you decided I wasn't good enough for you. You fucking ditched me for those low life shit headed popular cunts! I can count so many times when you've walked out on me. Yet I still forgave you. Every fucking time you needed me after leaving I was there. All I thought was that maybe you had changed. But turns out I was wrong. Every damn time.

Ha, it's funny really. I'm such a hypocrite. I hate it when people act like dogs, but thats exactly what I'm doing. I'm just your fucking dog. Fuck, how many times have I told myself I'd never act like that? I am such an idiot.

But going back to you and your stupid ass. Suddenly, this year you've decided to leave me. Toss me to the side of the road like a price of fucking trash. You and those so called 'friends' I thought I had just stood up and left. Not even a goodbye. And do you know why? Because you think you can as if we're still fucking friends.

You can't fake it. I know they fucking hate us. Us as in the only two people who stood by me when it seemed as if the rest of the world had abandoned me. Out of all of you. All damn 8 of you they are the only ones who are here for me. You happy now? Fucking up my whole social life. I can see them glaring at us. Whenever you pass my, you're always giggling and seem so excited. Is it really that good? Getting rid of me?

I just hope you know I'm not coming back to you. I'm not going to be your fucking back up friend any longer. That's it really. Have fun having out with the bitches who fight over who has more money and boyfriends.

Good bye,
Gatzu

Dear________,
Do you actually know what you did to me? Back then, when we where still friends, you thought it was just teasing without much meaning into it. I did at first too. But look at us now, the only thing you do is hurting me. I don't even know why. You made me so confused. one day we where friends and the other day you where beating the crap out of me. I know I'm at fault too, I know I shouldn't keep coming back to you. But I couldn't help it. I didn't have any friends besides you so what do you expect. But I'm done with you. I hate you. that's all I want to say. When entering the final year of middle school i got a friend who really cared. I don't care a shit about you anymore. You make me sick, the way you laughed when hitting me. Did you enjoy watching me suffer? I'm sure you did. You broke me and the invisible wounds are still there. and I hate you for that. But I hate you the most for hurting my friend. In that last year I finally made a friend, you freaking tried to hurt him too. He has nothing to do with it and you still do it. Was that to make me suffer too? Anyway, I hate you and that's all there is to it. I hope I never have to see you and your stupid face again. Hopefully, now we both entered different high schools, we really don't see each other anymore. not ever.

Goodbye,
Ryoutachi

Dear ___

I'm sorry I did what I did. I'm sorry I left. I'm sorry I was so selfish that I almost sacrificed your sanity for mine. I'm sorry you didnt realise. I'm sorry hid away. And I'm sorry that I didn't show you. But most of all I'm sorry that I loved you too much.

But I am also thankful. Thankful for you. And for him. Thankful that i had love. And was able to love. If I hadn't been able. I would not have come home.

I love you. I love him. I love life.

From Kurenai

Dear_______.
I love you i have wanted to tell you for a year. I have trieed to tell you but i have never told anyone i love them.i want to know if you are seriouse about me because i am and i dont want my haer broken.

Dear you,

I don't want to tell you I've been hurting. That I've been sobbing in the shower and biting my nails because of anxiety. I don't want to tell you that im tired of trying to be perfect for you. The other night you crushed everything I have done in my life so far, and then this morning when I was crying again asked why was I.

Please I just want to be left alone. I hate grandmother I hate my father. I don't have any friends nor anybody I want to talk to. Im alone and sick of you telling me that over and over. I don't believe im doing bad by hurting myself so why is it such a thing frowned upon today. There is nobody I want to tell because I don't want them to be burdened. I don't like people worrying about me.

So thank you. Im angry at you today but I still love you. Im not sorry for what I've been doing. Im not sorry im an introvert. Im just sorry I've disappointed you.

Dear blank space,

Watch what the hell you're doing so I don't have to kill you. I mean it! God why are you so damn stupid?!

Signed Alexavier

Dear you,

God.
Stop being so amazing.
It's really hard feeling like this over someone like you.
We have so much in common - both love anime, yaoi, cosplaying, travelling, food, pokemon... but at the same time, we're totally different.
You don't open up to anyone. You don't say what's bothering you. I'd like to change that.
I also don't know anything about your sexual prefernces.
I mean, you're a girl, I'm a girl; you've never talked about liking anyone, or even the topic of love.
Maybe it isn't important to you?
Or maybe you're just good at hiding loneliness.
I have no way of knowing.
I could bring it up casually. Maybe you would lie. Maybe you'd be honest.
Would that change anything?
I don't want to ruin this friendship.
You don't realize how much I value it.
My teacher, Mr. White, suggested last year that maybe I like you. He said it was obvious.
I denied it.
I had a girlfriend at the time.
And now, looking back, he was so right.

I considered the fact that, right now, you may be reading this. Maybe you have an idea who I am. Maybe the yaoi topic gave it away. I could give more hints, see if you say anything.
Maybe you won't even read this. You don't usually read the Personal feed anyway.
But, just in case,
Bacon.
Tacos.
Please understand.
And if you do, please say something.

It's slowly killing me inside, to not have any idea. And to know how much is at stake.

Love,
How the crap do I sign this after writing this.

Dear ____,

Did you just stand next to me in line?

VOLUNTARILY?!

Okay, I'm overreacting, and maybe you just wanted to talk to ___ right? BUT HOLY HOT DAMN you stood next to me! Even after that incident yesterday!

So, you don't think I'm a complete psychopath right?

Right?

-Sixclaw

To anyone...

Four years of self affirmation that I am not a piece of shit went down the drain today because of one simple dream. I have a huge inferiority complex that has been delt with until now. This dream really fucked me over though. I've thought it over quite a bit and am positive that I know what it meant. I guess you could say it opened up a door in my mind that should have never been opened. Now everything that I've burried deep within the realm of my being has come rushing back into memory. I don't know what the fuck to do about it. So I guess I won't do anything besides let it take hold and repress it once more if I can. Not sure if the same tactics used previously will work, but damned if I wont fucking try it again. Wish me luck eh?

Dear ____,

Please ask me out! I like you alot, and, as my friend has said, you like me too. I think you're a really sweet guy, and I think we could be great together~ I know you just broke up with your girlfriend, and I know it needs time, but I'll always be here if you need someone to talk to, or just a shoulder to lean on. Please consider it. And please give it time.

-0013Starri

>>90 get some friends?

>>90 Don't repress, release. Let it go, or it'll just resurface again.

>>91 My wish came true!! So freakin' ectastic right now~

Dear _____,
I've already posted this once.
I really want you to see this.
I really like you.
You must know who you are; you're the only of my friends who go on this site.
You know my normal screen name.
But you never read the Personal feed anyway.
But I still have some hope.

If you read this, tell me. Don't just not say anything because it would be awkward.
I really need to know how you feel about me, ok?
If you're reading this, I can only imagine what you're thinking... if you don't already know, that is...

Dear ____,

I figure you probably think I must be angry at you even though you won't ever see this, when your mother started monitoring your texts to me, I got really angry, not just because it took away my privacy with you and me, but I don't have anyone talk to now. Even though you never listened and always blabbed to other people, I enjoyed telling you my secrets and no, saying them at school is not the same. I wish you knew the difference between public and private and understood that I have just as many problems as you do, but you'll never listen.

Dear ____,

Thanks for being there for me when I was sad and needed someone to talk to. Everyone else yells at me if I cry but I suppose you wouldn't know. All I wanted was a shoulder to cry into and you were there for me. I suppose I'll have to help you more than I did before, even though you don't do anything to help me. For a matter of fact, no one does, but it doesn't matter. Just, thanks.

(Oh god too many)

Dear ___,

I addressed you in my previous post, once again I apologize for possibly creeping you out. If you didn't know already, you're a chick magnet, I envy you even though you'd probably think I was the last person to ever be like that, hell, you probably forgot I existed by now. (I find that nice, but I probably stained myself into your mind with my excessive staring), I should probably be wishing you liked me back like any other normal girl would do, maybe that's what you think I would be wishing, but no, even though I may like and envy your attractiveness, I'd rather we become friends since you look like someone who would be really friendly.

(More dears, please kill me)

Dear every good looking person at school,

I hate you all. You're all born with beautiful heart shaped faces but I'm stuck with my square potato jaw. Fuck you all and die.

With love,
"Potato Face Girl"

Dear (space),

Why must you be a lesbian? Seriously. AND live on the other side of the states? You're a pretty awesome person,, yet you barely come to Kentucky because of your dad who lives in Louisville. ou know what> Fuck you. NO more attention from me. EVER.

Signed, Alexavier.

P.S. SHUT UP.

Dear ____,

For some reason...I just can't quite place it...I DON'T. LIKE. YOU ANYMORE. Do you get it? We used to be friends, I know, and you still pretend like we are when I think you know I don't like you. I've told you countless times before that "you piss me off", "out of my face", "I don't like you", but you don't seem to get it. How clearer can I be? You think you're so great. I'm sick of it! Sure, we have stuff in common and we've told each other stuff we wouldn't tell other people but...come on. Stop trying to ease your way back into my life. You're making me look bad when I yell at you in front of people who don't know me. I come off as a mean bitch and I'm not really like that. You're not funny and you just...argh, I don't know. So in a nutshell, LEAVE ME ALONE!!!

Sincerely, Kira >:)


Dear ___,

I doubt you've noticed but...I really like you. I don't have the courage to tell you in person because of my fear of being rejected and opening up to people, because I'm afraid I could get hurt. I know you probably don't realize how happy it makes me when I finally work up enough courage to go talk to you, even if it's just for a couple of seconds, and you seem really happy that I did. Maybe you're just like that with everyone. I don't know. I know you're younger than me, not by a lot though, and I feel really nervous about my feelings and everything. It's just...that...I'm just really inexperienced with this type of thing. I think I could be in love with you and not know it but, all the signs are there. I definitely know I really like you. :) Even, though we don't see too much of each other because of our grades, I still feel really close to you but, know I could be closer. You have the cutest smile I've ever seen and the prettiest eyes, too. But, the person that you hang out with, I really, do not like them. I feel as if they're trying to keep us apart. I know it's silly for me to think that but. If that person is my rival in love, then so be it. I won't let them win. I know we belong together. I know this sounds really lame and cheesy but, it's the truth.

Love, Kira

Lol I feel silly b/c of that last letter. ^///^

Dear (space)
You don't control my life anymore
I don't wake up every morning for your entertainment!
From now on the the next time you try to walk all over me,
I'm going to reach up and punch you in the balls.
Because my fear of you has turned into hate!
From Emerald

Dear ________,

You have NO RIGHT to tell me who I am. You think that you know me enough to judge me but I'm telling you, you don't! Stop acting as if you are someone who could just tell me that and stop treating me like I'm some kind of a loser because no matter what you say I know who I am and what my capabilities are, and you CERTAINLY don't. You know, if you can't find anything meaningful to say, it would be better for you to just shut up! The more you talk, the more people would know that you are crushing other people's esteem because the truth is, you don't have enough yourself!

Hope you have a good day,
Rune
_____________________
...sure feels better!:D

>>1 I have a very long letter to write, but I just can't do that right now because i'm in way too much pain to think about him deeply. But I did just want to say that this was an awesome idea for a thread, kuddos to you!!

Dear ________,

I get that you care about me and worry about where I'll end up someday in life (and even after life, too). You're honestly one of two friends that I can 100% trust all of the time, and I've known you the longest.

But the thing is--- you're not going to change who I am, no matter how hard you try. I'm as stubborn as a bull and I'm happy with my life right now.

I respect your religion, but I wish you could respect mine and stop trying to convert me to Christianity.

That's why I spend more time with him than you nowadays, in all honesty. It's not just because he's Wiccan, too, but because he completely accepts who I am and doesn't make me feel guilty for what I believe in. I just feel a lot more comfortable around him than when I'm with you, because I don't have to worry about the topic of religion coming up and being an issue and I just somehow feel like I can completely be myself around him. To tell you the truth, I think I'm falling for him.

And you always bring it up. At least every day, and it's starting to make me very on-edge around you and I don't like it one bit.

I feel awkward enough even hearing stuff about religion in public, and you know I hate talking about it with anyone other than him. I feel like it's impolite to say the least to interrogate someone about their religious beliefs when you're just trying to have a good time with friends. There's a time to talk about stuff like that, and there's plenty of times not to. You need to figure out the difference and stop being so serious all of the time and just learn to enjoy life.

I know you have feelings for me, and you know I don't feel the same way about you. If you're trying to make me feel something I don't, rejecting my beliefs and way of life (since everything else about me is so "perfect") won't really help you out at all.

I don't need someone to think I'm practically "perfect". I just want someone to accept who I am (flaws, beliefs, and all) and still manage to love me.

I really wish you would cut it out--- for the sake of our friendship.

~Em

Dear _____,

Boy, this is complicated. There's so much I want to say to you that I can't seem to wrap my head around.

First, I want you to know why I haven't told you this - I know we were friends, and I wouldn't keep secrets like this any other time, but it's a sticky situation I'm in. You're happy right now, and I didn't want to disturb that.

Remember almost a year ago, when you asked me out? I had said no then, because it went against my morals - after all, I was trying to get you and that other guy together. But to be honest, at the time, I really didn't think of you that way. And it was hard to admit, but you were still a friend in my mind.

Maybe it was that you were too close - we already knew all about each other - but I'm sorry that I turned you down.

Then, a few months later, you ended up moving away. I still talked to you during that time over the internet, but it wasn't the same. I felt you growing distant, fading out of my life, and I didn't particularly like it.

Fast forward to now. I have been remembering all the little things we used to talk about and why I enjoyed spending time with you. I recall all teh animes we watched together, all the books we read, and all the troubles we talked out. It fills me with a wistful, nostalgic feeling.

One thing in particular I remember - it was when we were talking about what we'd like to do in the future, remember that? You liked art and I liked writing, and you joked that we would be a perfect team for a webcomic - I would be able to write and manage business, and you could draw and make friends with other artists. At the time, I'd joined in laughing with you, but now I look back and think that it was a great idea.

I'm getting off topic, aren't I? You were always able to tell - must have been from conversing with me so much. I'm sure you were just thinking that I was stalling and avoiding the point.

Well, you're right. The reason i write this is because you're right. There is something that I wasn't telling you, something I was keeping concealed. I avoided it for the sake of your indifferent happiness, but I can't dodge around it any longer. It's been gnawing at me from the inside for months now.

I think, if you asked me out again today, I'd say yes. I think I love you, even if it's too late.

I don't know what this will still accomplish - you're still down south, and we won't be able to see each other. Moreover, I really hope this doesn't hurt you or your situation - I never wanted to cause doubt and indecision for you, but I seem to be doing just that.

I don't know how you feel about me anymore. I don't know what this might mean. I don't know whether this could ever work out. All I know is that I simply have to say this.

I love you.

~Nato-kun

>>104

Beautiful. Talk to her/him.

Dear World,

I don't want a boyfriend. I don't want one. I meant it.
So, WHY THE HELL DO YOU KEEP MAKING HIM ASK ME?!?

He's already said he liked me, that he wants to hang out. He likes to write and has my father's blue eyes. But world, you have forgotten, I hate my father. I don't want a boyfriend either. This boy, sure he's the first person I talked to this year, and we laugh and have some good times together.

It's like he stares into my soul though, and I don't like it. He asks constantly why I am the way I am, why I don't talk about my problems and why I have a horrible personal space bubble. He is so brutally honest it freaks me out, and I realize I'm not crying in class because of the stress, I'm crying because I want to tell him everything.

I don't trust him though, not in the least. He's told me he does drugs, and it scares me. He's told me he has other friends and that he'd wish I'd accept him. He's told me he likes me and that I'm pretty and it makes him sad (for some reason I understand but don't want to all the same). He's so mistaken.

He wants me to tell him everything. He wants to be romantic with me. He wants me to like him back. (I don't believe I could ever love him like a lover, but he's a kind person and a good friend.) I hate it.

Most of all though, World, I hate you. You depress me and I'm sick of you. One of these days I'm going to be caught because of you. I hate you. I hate you.

I hate you,
Solitary Soul

dear past me

Y U FORGET TO BUY SOUR CREAM

from future bread trying to make cheesecake

Dear Me,

I wish you could stop complaining about life. I have somethings to tell you, and I hope you understand. It is really annoying when you start complaining about everything and anything. Your childhood was fucking awesome, but nooo, you have to only focus on the dark spots - even if they don't represent 1% of your childhood. YES, you were bullied, but not to the extrem. And you should hold scars that aren't yours.

I hate when you say you can't cry, but whenever you are about to you start thinking about something else.

I hate that you are so negative all the time! Come on! Aren't you the one that always say that life is beautiful???

You are not suicidal... Don't get the musics you hear wrong... They are not only ment for people that are going to kill theirselves.

You should actually start that relationship with your bestfriend. She is really sweet, cute, smart, and beautiful, and even nerdy! Come onnn bro!!

Don't think you love someone across the planet, just to avoid loving someone right here.

Start getting your shit togheter. I can't take you saying ''I will do it later.'' or ''No, I can't do it because next year I will do something else.''.

Get REAL, if you want to follow your dreams, then start dreaming!! Don't be an ass to your friends. They care about you.

Your tattoo is just amazing, you should look at it whenever you feel the need to. You have all the strenght you want. Pleaseeeee don't waste your life by doing nothing.

What have you accomplished in the last year? Nothing? YEAH. SO START DOING SOMETHING, YOU ARE 18 GOD DAMN IT!

You are such a coward it is funny to me. You were always a coward, but by now you should of have grown a pair and started acting like a grown up. I am not talking about fighting, or girls. I am talking about making a fucking action! I am talking about doing something with your life. And quitting this lazy routine you take day after day.

Again, STOP falling in love with people across the planet. You are using good people, and possibly good friendships as an emotional support. You are an asshole.

I hate you. SO much.

QUIT YOUR FUCKING JOB! You hate it more then anything, and yet you are going there everyday!! WHY?????

Move your ass and go buy the things you want. Go explore the world, go traveling. Meet new people.

GET A GIRLFRIEND! OH GOSH. You are always the one saying that you want a true love, but you are also the one that does not take chances. Even if your true love shows up, you will be too busy denying it.

You are beautiful. Doesn`t matter if you are skinny. Don't focos on your big nose... Shit, there are 3 or 4 girls after you, you know!? AND WHAT ARE YOU DOING HOME RIGHT NOW?!?@!#?# AWWWW

I am really mad at you, and I hate yourself like you are right now. You are a useless piece of shit right now. You don't desirve to have everything you own. You don't desirve your friends and family. They are far too good for you.

Don't get me wrong, deep inside I know there is a flame burning. The urge to do something good. The need you have to do something amazing with your life, something big. I love that in you, the passion in your eyes... The fire that is always burning, deep inside.

The way you love new things, and new people. Your wierd way of talking when you are drunk.

Oh, you speak too much tbh. It is ok though. But you should listen a little bit more to what others have to say. You can learn something you know =P

In the end, I love you.
Please don't waste my life.

~Toxical.

Dear,

I really don't see why I still try to make ways to forgive you. I was fine, until you screwed with my whole life. Now i'm pretty sure you've turned me into a crazy psychopath. That's why I can say this..... I hate you so fucking much. Because of you... I've put up a front where I like emotionless....or at least happy to idiotic people like you.... I really do hate myself for letting you trick me.... I was the one who screwed up okay..... Your such a fucking hypocrite because you live like it's normal...I have to deal with so much.. your making me go insane... But you, you get to live the most normal fucking life.... WHAT THE HELL? You've turned me into a psycho.... I really hate you.... But I won't do anything.... Because some people... don't know the true you and still love you..

From,

>>94 Congratulations! :)

Dear _____,

I want to tell you I love you so badly, but I'm terribly afraid that I don't really mean it and this isn't really love.

I've only used that word once to honestly describe my feelings for another person. I'm scared I'm wrong this time and I'm just going to hurt you.

Why is this?

~Em

>>111 Is taking a realistic approach. Kudos to you.

Dear,

Alright, you caught me, I've shown each of these that I'd done...well...not all of them...but those I'll show later. I can't lie to you...and I know I shouldn't have. It's just, around people...being in public truthfully, I can't say what I mean...so I write, post it here, and then pretend I'm not this guy, just to show you..and to see how you react to it. When you told me that you literally cried from these letters, it brought a bright smile, and a small blush to my face.

You probably wouldn't want to hear this, but I showed to *insert friend name here* because I wanted to know what she thought about it. She then asked if I ever thought about being a writer...and she'd said that what I'd written was emotionally moving. She also asked why I haven't had the chance to ask you out, but, I explained.

Oh well, this one wasn't exactly like the others, not to me anyway. Just a nice little way to post on the day, and to get a few things out. So y'know, I'll probably show ya this tomorrow, and then you'd ask which friend it is...meh, not my problem for now!

Dear girl in my sixth period,
We've known weach other since sixth grade, I sat behind in you in Social Studies. You used to pick on me a a lot. I forgave you the year after that. You started again. Again, I forgave you. Eighth grade, you didn't bug me as much because I was used to it.
Ninth rolled out, you stared in math class, I told you to do your work. I didn't get mad. I didn't let you bother me. This year, you weren't around the first few weeks. Why? BEcause you got yourself pregnant.

I know you're young, I know you're actually scared of what the world can really be behind its ugly wall of lies, I know you have a daughter to take care of now because of your mistakes.

I just want you to know that even though it is your fault your baby is here, I forgive you for what your stupidity lead to. I loved you at one point but now I see that we are never going to be.

You're too different, too... outgoing I would say. Plus, I have too much stress to even deal with a relationship right now.

All I have to say is.... raise your little girl as best you can so she doesn't end up a teen mothe rlike you, and make sure she does good. Be a good mother, i'm sure you can do that.

Alexavier

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Dear former ass,

I forgive you. You're a cool guy. Sure, you annoyed the shit out of me a few years ago, but now you're a pretty cool guy. Sure, we only see each other less than a few seconds in the hall these days, but i'll forgive you if you were to bug me again. You're forgiven, friend.

Alexavier.

Dear _____,

If I had one wish, it would be to bring you back. I guess the point of this letter, even though you will never get it, is to tell you how I feel about everything.

I would always wonder “Why’d you have to go and die?” after you died because things only got worse. My mother and father moved half way across the country, my aunt became more self-centered than ever and your whole side of the family became even more hateful towards my side of your family. And at the center of all this hate and confusion was the 10 year old me, the pitiful, angry, crushed, unwanted kid who you had taken in as your own to raise.

I know there was nothing I could have done to change the outcome. Out of everything, that was the most painful thing in the world to go through. Seeing you slowly forget your life as your brain was slowly taken over and all I could do was stand by your side and try not to cry. To watch you suffer knowing I had no control over anything almost killed me.

Even though you died during such an important part of my life, I have so much to be thankful for. You where always there when I needed you and always had my back. You had taught me so much when I was young. You had taught me everything from basic math to how to nail two pieces of wood together. Most importantly, you taught me to be strong through the toughest times.

During these 4 years, I have reflected on my time with you. You always set an example that I follow to this day; even as you lay in that bed unable to move. This example shaped me to be who I am today. Only after I figured this out did I figure out that when you died and left me there, you didn't leave me as the weak pitiful crushed kid I thought I was, but a strong individual who you knew could take whatever life threw at me.

You have made me strong, and I am forever thankful that you where in my life. No matter how much time passes, and stuff goes on in my life I will never forget you.

Your first son,
(My name here)

Dear(space)
Just because your older than me doesn't mean you are more intelligent.
The fact that you think that just proves my point.
From a grade nine with a brain

Dear friend of mine,

We've only known each other for a few years, yet it feels like a few more. Sure, you're crazy, you're a spaz, and you're just one of the oddest people I know, but you're also a fun guy to be around. I hope you find what your life will bring you.

Alexavier

Dear ____,

I know it hasn't been much time since we first met. And I also know that for you I must not mean anything, at all. But since I am not the one to kneel upon a situation like this, I feel like writting is my only way out. I really hope you do not read this. But a small part of me feels like you should know this.

Ugh, I don't know how to start this... So yeah, I am feeling really sad since you started acting all wierd with me. It looks like I have no importance whatsoever in your life. Yeah, I know this might just sound selfish. I know you might be having some problems with your family/personal life... And I really care about it... And you can count on me.

What scared me the most is that you know so much about me. And I know quite a few things about you, too. But still our last conversations have been sounding too "mechanical"... I really enjoy talking to you, but honestly the last couple of tries have been a real pain.

I am not the one to judge your actions, and I know that you must be dealing with some stuff, but that is what kills me the most! It just shows how secondary I am... It is an awful feeling.

I might be overreacting, but you know that is how I am. And the worse is: I will not give up on this, on you. You are so cute, and nice. I can't find the words to express how much I enjoy talking to you, and how much I can open with you, knowing that you are trustworthy.

Meh, I don't know what you have, but please, if the problem is with me, tell me...

I really like you, as a friend.
From Your Friend,
_____.

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HEY GIRL!

Yeah, odd writting down a letter to my best friend huh. I wanted to say that you are truely important to me. And even if I pick on you a lot, you are one of my only true friends, that I know I can trust, like a lot.

I wanted to point out that you are amazing. In every possible way. You are cute, gorgeous, funny, nerdy, sexy, hot (:G), and a really great friend.

You recently asked me out, and I did not knew how to answer. Well, you didn't actually asked me out, it was more like I noticed all the little things that changed, and realised that you had a crush on me. And I did not know how to react. I was in shock, I would never have guessed.

I turned you down. I think I was wrong. I am pretty sure I was wrong... I am still really scared that if I engage a relationship with you, and it goes wrong, we will ruin our friendship. And not only that, but the friendship with our other mutual friends.

I really like you, more than I would ever have guessed. I hope you don't give up on me... I just need some more time... Seeing you with somebody else would kill me inside. When you start talking about other guys, It feels bad.. It feels wrong...

I honestly don't know what to do. And I hope you give me some time. It is all I am asking for.

I really like you.

_____.

Dear _______,

WHY.

WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY!?

WHYYYYYYYYY?!

Why did you transfer to a charter school?!

Why did you leave everyone heartbroken?!

WHY would you stay for a sheer 8 weeks then leave?!

WHY DID YOU MAKE ME A TREMBLING MESS?!

WHY?! I can't believe this, I thought I'd at least get to friend zone you first, but no! You left too early, too soon!

I have utterly NO motivation to go to school anymore. I can't go there unless you're there. BUT WHY DID IT HAVE TO BE THIS WAY?! So much for making my mark in history.

I can't continue. It's enough that my mind has been acting strange, but now that you're gone, I might lose my sanity.

I just want to know: Why?

With pain and misery,

Sixclaw

Dear ______,
I'm still trying to move on from another relationship, but your constant hassle over me doesn't help! You're just messing with my head, saying you love me, then flirting with other boys. I know I haven't exactly been kind to you over the years, but as I told you that night, I've matured now. I thought that whatever I had done in the past was forgiven and forgotten! Is this your idea of revenge? A sick joke, perhaps? Anyway, I couldn't care less. If you really loved me you wouldn't mess with my head as you have been. No more flirting with me. I'm taking control of my life. And for your information I will talk to any girl I please. Even if I am to flirt.
Fuck you,
From DN

Dear...,
Why do i even bother anymore?!?! Your so fucking stupid and you drive me insane. I told you I loved you and I know I do... You say you love me back but you won't let me be your girl? What the hell is up with that?!?! You told me you wanted a bat to the head for your birthday because someone asked you to the dance before I did. Why didn't you ask me, or say no to her?!?! You told me you don't want to date because your testing the waters. I told you I'd drown to let you float, I'd give you my oxygen to breath as you resurface. I'm accident prone, you know how many times I've been hit by a car, yet you still don't get it. I'm here now and I don't know how long my flame will last, so get me before I'm gone. Now all I want is to forget the past we have together, the kisses, the moments, the spark.... All I need is amnesia and then maybe I won't fall apart....
Signed~ Kaoru.

Dear ______,
Why must I bother with you? You have neglected your daughters for so long and yet you keep them sheltered away from the world! Why are you so selfish and unreliable? We are angry and resentful towards your behavior.
You are terrible in the sense of taking care of your children. We were not raised to be your cash cows in order to gain child support, welfare, food stamps, and medical. Why would you buy a bunch of damn Louie V’s and Chanel perfume as well as other clothing luxuries for yourself while making your daughters shop at a thrift stores and beg for hand-me-downs? We need that money for rent and utilities too but you would rather look nice and be close to eviction than to look like total crap and have a home! I bet that we would have enough money to pay for rent and housing utilities if you didn’t spend as much money you wanted.
You don’t even use the food stamps to buy food! We have to pilfer the cash in your wallet in order to go buy groceries. You say you do not have time to go and buy groceries. We live near a grocery store for Christ’s sake! And when you do you buy a bunch of damn junk food. Why not buy vegetables and meat instead of canned food that’s unhealthy? Oh yeah, what ever happened to calling the manager to fix our fridge so our food doesn’t spoil quickly?
Why are you so damn unreliable and arrogant? You work so hard and yet you are stupid with your damn money! I’m about to go to college next year and yet I’m so scared because I will have to be “bound” to you through dependency if I want to apply for financial aid. Do you know why I don’t want to do that? I don’t want to because you will just lie to the government in order to fund for your leisure. I am so scared of innocent mistakes that I feel like the lives of me and my sisters could be in jeopardy!
Oh yeah, and why don’t you tell us where you really work? Do you not understand the stress you make us go through when you just disappear from us for weeks at a time?
You tell me about how I should I run my life like yours. Fool, I would rather die than to be as shameful as you. Why would you be MY role model? You cheat on all the men you “love.” Is that why you are “well-known” where we used to live? You were called the fucking “crazy-lady” and often forced us to inflict harm on innocent children while telling everyone that they are “below” us? You are not above anyone; you are below everything, even the dirt of the deceased is above you.
I don’t care about love right now, you love is so fake yet people are allured by you. Disgusting! What kind of twisted game are you playing with everyone? And why should I care about you when you toy with us? Even the animals understand what a monster you are and at least they are smart enough to run away from home and never come back! I… just don’t understand.
Children hated us, adults pitied us. Yet no one in the fucking ghetto knows how much of a monster you really are. They think we are just a normal family but are suffering through a hardship and you somehow went crazy because of that. Grandma lived with us all this time and she always told me you never went through hardships before. If you never went through such hardships, why are you causing others to suffer so badly?
Why do you bring up my father when I don’t care? I don’t need a male father figure nor do I need to care about men right now. I am trying hard to survive you and to leave in one piece with my younger sister. Wait, I remember you barred us from looking after onee-san! I hate you for that because all she was trying to do was help you when we’re hella broke you stubborn bitch. She was saved by love because at least there was a man out there who accepted her for being her own self. I would rather have my older sis to be my mother because she actually acts like a mother! She is your firstborn and suffered the same fate as me yet she is able to live happily. I want to live happily like her, but why are you so selfish!
What is your purpose in this world if you refuse to be selfless? Why must everything be about you and only about you while serving you? You are a psycho-bitch! Go find a doctor and help others by helping yourself first.
I swear that we will all leave you. When you realize that you are finally alone, understand your faults instead of blaming everything on others. Your children hate you and verbally attack you because we are desperate and deprived of a responsible loving parent. A good parent doesn’t go away for days at a time; telling no one of their whereabouts and then coming back home later just to blow off some steam and wrecking the house when we have cleaned it beautifully.
I am so angry even thinking about this and typing about this. My tears cannot flow back because of the stress this trauma is bringing me. How could I ever love you? I cannot even honor you even if a man or woman of god tells me that I should. I cannot honor a shameful woman such as you who has blackened her name; it’s disgraceful and terrible!
But you know what, I am grateful that you were able to be my “mother.” If it weren’t for you, neither of your kids would be strongly independent and self-sufficient! You will die as how we have lived by you- neglected- because you are not going to be welcomed nor recognized by us if you continue your life in negation.
Fade back into the shadows you monster.
I will be victorious and save me and my younger sister from your clutches.
And unless you are willing to change your ways completely, we will use our strength to forgive you. The strong do not hold on to grudges, they let go and move on with their lives.

Dear _______,

Wow, here I go again, bitching about you. Well, it's kind of hard NOT to bitch about you. There's just so many things that I find irritating, I could probably write a whole essay on them if I was even bothered.

My main problem is, please stop flirting with her boyfriend. It's kind of disturbingly gross, and the fact that you would betray one of our best friends just to satisfy your creepy lust is really sad. You would never have a chance with him, he loves her too much. You never DID have a chance with him, it was always her from the beginning, so don't go giving me any of that "I think he liked me" shit. Even if you have absolutely no chance of hooking up with him, flirting with him is fucking stupid, and not to mention sick. So please, stop. Think about how his girl friend would react, if she found out you two were getting it on while she wasn't around. Think about how she would treat you, if she found out you were getting cuddly with her boyfriend. Think about how I am going to act, if you continue, because it really is starting to piss me off.

You're a sad excuse for a human being.

- Terra

Dear __________,
I thought that you were different from the other guys in this school, but apparently not. You placed a facade of a shy, sweet guy as a mask to get the girls' attention. But not me. In fact, I don't think I want to talk to you for a long time. Everyday you're walking with a different girl in the hallway-- and what can I say? You're a playboy.

I should've never thought that maybe you were the only sane and normal person in our ELA class.

--Lennu

Dear ____,

It still feels wierd that I have to write a letter to someone I talk in a daily basis. But I really have no other way of expressing myself. So here I go:

I really enjoyed the last two nights I spent with you. And I honestly don't care if our friends got mad at us because we decided to take a change. For me it was worth it already.

You told me a couple of times that you would love to have a relationship, but I wonder if that is what you really want. Afterall you told **** that you were, in your words, "de boa". I don't really know what that could mean.

I am really afraid of what is going to happen next. I am afraid that I am falling for you too easy... And I don't know if that is a good sign...

Tomorrow we will talk about the things we should have before, but it is ok. I am just wondering what will happen. I am not sure if you want something more serious than just hanging out. But honestly, I want something more...

It took me a long time to realise that you were very important to me, but I don't want to lose you. Please don't go.

Also, for the question you made me the other day, I did not changed opinion, I was lying to myself. I was trying my best to not mix Friendship with any other relationship.

That makes me a coward, yes. But I finally found out that you are more important than just another girl-friend I have.

I really really like you. And I hope we can manage to build a good relationship. Hopefully everything will turn alright.

I will try my best to take things slowly. You know me though, I let my emotions control my actions. But I promiss you I am going to try my very best.

With love,

Dear _______,

Where are you now? I feel hopeful some days, and then I'm hopeless. How are you doing? So many things to say and so many questions to ask. Are you trying to find me? I'm desperately trying to search for you, but I'm still in the same spot, waiting.
Sunny days make me sad. Like the day we were torn apart. I was only a child. i was terrified. The rainy days where we would have the most fun, made me even sadder, but it still beats sunny days. Some days, I feel like just giving up. I just feel like throwing everything away, but I still have to keep my promise. I would never give up on you.
I won't stop until I see those eyes. I won't stop until I hear my name come from your mouth. I love you.

-Snow

Dear ___

What went wrong? I don't have much to say, just a lot to ask. Did I say something to push you away? Was I too kind and you felt I wasn't worth your time? When I ignored the fact you cheated on me and I still stuck by you, did I do the right thing? Do you hate me? Do you love me? Or was this all part of your game? To use me and manipulate my emotions for a sadistic game of your enjoyment?

For the record, I still love you, I still want to be with you, and I will never forget you. You were the first girl I fell in love with. And though you put me through hell I'll always be there for you if you ever need me.

-Haze

>>130 :(

Dear ___.

What happened to us? We use to be so close and now we're getting farther away. In the beginning, we used to hang out with each other a lot and now we're barely speaking to each other. I really miss you. Sometimes I wonder if you miss me too or if you forgot all about me. Ever since that day you've stopped talking to me. Have I scared you when I said that? Is that why you never talk to me anymore? I wish you wouldn't ignore me as much as you do know. It really hurts when you push me away. But I'll still love you no matter what. So please, come back and talk to me.

-Jossie

Dear_______

You are probably the closest thing to understanding me in my whole life. You're my best friend and I pretty much see you as a brother now. You've been with me for most of my life and have seen me through my worst days. Through every hardship and struggle I have ever had to go through. But even though I respect you and care for you so much, I cannot help but despise you.

You're jealous, inconsiderate, paranoid, insecure and always putting yourself down. You act as if you know everything when in reality you don't. You're always bragging about how you're GOD and talking about how you're going to change the world when you and I both know that is never going to happen. How did you even manage to get an amazing girl like your girlfriend. Although she has some points i'd like to rant about but I won't right now. Perhaps another time.

You also say that you'll always be there for your friends but when push comes to shove, you just sit back and cower in your own fear and do nothing! Your flirting with other girls whilst dating someone is absolutely despicable! How could you do that to someone that means so much to you!

I hate you! I really do hate you! but because of all the things you have done for me, I will not speak aloud nor will I act any different.

SoraHikari


(On a completely other note I love this thread! And this whole idea! I think it's brilliant! I'm the type of person who keeps a lot of what their thinking and emotions bottled up and I found this very calming and beneficial for me. I'll probably posting on here quite a bit ahahah.)

Dear_______

Can you please stop. Im not intrested in you no matter how many pics of your abs you show me. Youre just an stuck-up annoying little brat. I do know that in a fight beween the two of us i would win. And no im not saying that cause im overconfident like you. Im saying it since it is the truth. I may be small but people like you are easy to break, well psychically atleast. Be happy i havnt tried it yet.

I can say that i hate people like you, youre only boosting and bragging about yourself all the time. I seriously dont belive it.

You maybe didnt notice it over your big ego, but the only times i ever talk to you is when its required in school, when i, unfortunatly, get placed in the same group as you. And thats only cause i need my grades. And yes i was really cloose to go Shizuo-style and throw my chair at you that time...

You know it makes me happy when youre gone??

And do you know how much i laught inside after gym-class last week, its a shame that i didnt see your face when i ditched you. You know, just cause you might have breast-muscles dosnt mean i want to see them, so you dont need to go without a shirt when we have gym in our PE class. So just skipping past you, yes i was skipping like Izaya, and ignore you when yo said "___ cant resist my chest-muscles" (Dont want to write my name) and then hearing the others say "Ditched~~"
That made my day^^

Please stop being an Asshole^^
It is not apriciated here~~

Hate you, Chibi.

Dear _____,

Whenever you had problems or issues, you would always talk to me about them. I was always happy giving you the advice and help you need, but when the time came when I had issues you NEVER gave me advice. You are the older brother and I am the youngest sister. I always thought and believed you had my back every time I had a problem, but I can't trust you anymore. It made me believe that the only person I can trust is myself.

Every time I try to talk about my self-conflict, you would just sit there not saying a word. You NEVER even tried to comfort me with encouraging words. You sat there like a god damn dog who eats, shits, and goes to sleep. You are a narcissist piece of shit! You have been my enemy since the day I became your sister!!

Thanks for NOT giving me the advice I needed the most when things got complicated, asshole.

From your pissed-off little sister,
Yamie.

Dear _______,

I'm sorry. Geez, I seem to say that an awful lot. But this time I think I actually mean it. What I did was totally unacceptable, and believe me, I really really regret it.

I'm amazed you can still even like me after everything I have done, but then after everything I have done I'm amazed I still have friends. Don't try and hide it this time, because you're really bad at that. I know you still like me, it's rather obvious :P Before I hurt you again, I just want you to know a few things. I still like you too, I really truly do....but not in the same way that you like me. I suppose that was the problem the first time, I could never love you like you love me. I should have known that and I should have stopped it before anyone got hurt. For that I really am sorry.

This time, I want it to be different. I miss you, I have since the day it all ended, and I want it back more than I dare to let on. They'll all tease when it happens, but you know what? I'm over all of them, they can go and get stuffed because if there is one thing you taught me, it was to always be myself. You didn't care what they thought, you stuck up for what you believed in, something I was always to cowardly to do. So this time it'll be different.

I hope like hell that you will forgive me, although I understand if you hate me for the rest of our lives. I guess I deserve it. I know how badly I have done wrong, and I want to apologise for that. You didn't deserve it, and, yes I'm sorry. So, this is all I ask of you: Take me back, but this time I will not lie to you. I don't love you in that way and I don't think I ever will be able to, but I want you as a friend, I want to know you for the rest of our lives, because you are someone who can make me smile, even in the darkest of times. You are someone totally special, there are very few that I feel that way about. And....I miss you.

With much love,
T xx

Hey Dear,

I don't know what is going on. I can only understand what you are going through... Four years of relationship. I know it must be hard. But understand my side too. One of the reasons I did not want to date you in the first place, was because I wasn't sure if you were over with your ex. And I can clearly see that it is not over.

I am scared, really. And do you know how hard it is for me to say that...? You are somehow my girlfriend now, and I am already growing feelings for you. And I am really scared that you will not be able to get along with it. I am scared that you might never actually love me.

It is a scary and tricky situation. And usually I'd jump the hell out of it, as soon as possible. But I can't. You are too important to me. I've always had a crush on you, you know? When our friend **** was hitting on you, it would kill me, but I couldn't do anything. Nowadays he won't even talk to us normally... I would be upset too, but enough about him.

I am sorry if I am rushing things a bit. I don't want to rush it, but I really want to be with you. Girl, you mean the world to me.

...

Dear little girl,

Thank you so much for telling me I was really pretty. It was my first day at my first job and I was super nervous. Seeing you smile did more than you think.

Sincerely,
The new lunch lady.

PS, I lied about the apple sauce. It doesn't give you super powers.

Dear _____,

Well, FUCK YOU TOO! If my name isn't Kaitlyn, IT'S NOT FUCKING KAITLYN! How the HELL could you confuse my name with KAITLYN?! Are you seriously retarded? Well, I'd say so, but it isn't coincidence that you happen to be in Advanced Science and Math.

Really though, how the hell does that work? BUT IF I DON'T WANT TO BE BOTHERED THEN I DON'T WANT TO BE BOTHERED!

I especially don't want you fucking up my name with "Kaitlyn".

-With a fuckload of anger,

Sixto

Dear _______,

This time you know who you are. Writing stuff like this always gets me into trouble and I really should know by now not to, but I couldn’t sleep without saying it. Sometimes, you just have to know.
You and I haven’t known each other for that long, only about 2 years but you are the only person who has ever even come close to understanding me. You would have to be the best real friend I have. I can tell you anything and you will listen. But that’s not what amazes me time and time again with you, not the fact that you listen, but the fact that you listen with your heart and that you actually care.
If The Lion King didn’t come first, I would have said that Rafiki was modeled on you, because to me that’s who you are. You may not be the smartest guy out there, but you are something that is fair more important, you are wise, and you are caring. If you weren’t so bloody annoying sometimes, geez, you’d be the perfect guy. I can’t express to you how much I appreciate all you do, and I know that you have your own problems. The way you don’t let anyone else see them though, that’s just amazing, you are so strong. I only wish I had half of your strength and courage; you are a true Gryffindor.
In total honesty, I would most probably be dead right now if it wasn’t for you. I’m crap at saying thank you, but I really really want you to know that I am forever indebted to you. Keep being strong, because you are truly amazing.

T
(n.n)

Dear _____,

You have given me this piece of information long ago, and I hope to return the favor by giving it back to you.

Although this is a message we both know and understand, we have both failed to take it's importance into effect. It's a shame, because it's not due to a fact of not knowing. It's not do to a fact of not wanting to advance. It's do to a fact of believing that we are too good for this method. We believe that we can advance a way differently than everyone else, and this is simply not true. The simple fact is, we need to take this advice into account in order to evolve.

There are many steps that people must follow in life. Some people take the steps slower than others, some move faster, and dome simply choose a comfortable place to stop and never go any further. You have mentioned many times how you wish to reach the end. You want to get that peace from knowing what's on the other side, and I cannot agree more.

This is where the hard part comes in. We are both on a standstill at the same step. I do not wish to give the steps numbers for that gives us a feel of ranking, and everyone is on the same rank except for those who have completed the cycle and those who have yet to begin. There has been a long period in our life of, "So, what next?" Through simple trial and error, we have gotten to where we are now. This was achieved a while back, and we have been sitting here for a few years.

The step is quite simple, but it is an idea too abstract for either of us to grasp. The step is this, "Shut up and listen." It's something that we've heard many times through our lives, and yet it's not a concept we fully understood. Look how far talking has gotten us! It has brought us to where we are today! That's nice and all, but that was a few steps previous. Through luck, we have been able to improve while still sticking on the step that involves talking because those steps involved inquiry and questioning.

Here we are now. On the same steps we were on a few years previous. We have not furthered ourselves in the cycle. We have simply hoped to improve without following the step that we knew we should take. I am currently not in the position to tell you how far behind we are, because each person has their own pace. We both were unfortunate to have a late start, but that also caused us to improve faster. If I had to guess, I'd say we are about three years behind not including the late start. Keep in mind that this is jut a guesstimate since I won't know the actually numbers of this until a few steps later.

Now that I have reminded us of this knowledge, we must take this step into action. It is about time to shut up and listen. I have a feeling you already caught on that this step is to be taken both literally and figuratively. We both know this step, and we both know how to take it into play. this is knowledge that we've had for far too long, and it's about time we used it.

How far along would we be if we had kept up our old pace? That is no simple answer, but I have a feeling we would have reached a sense of calm beyond what most people have developed quite some time ago had we kept up our previous pace. I also believe that we would have reached our goal just a bit beyond our deadline had we not went on standstill. As a guess, I believe that fact that we have reached our state of havoc due to the fact that we are not going at our set pace. This could be the reason why we have reached a state that most people are unable to understand, and to get out of this state we must improve and run to catch up.

Because this will make us work tenfold, we will reach a state where we feel overloaded and do not wish to continue. I figured that you'd want to know ahead of time that way I can give you this advice while you are still in your right mind. Do not give up. No matter how hard it is, remember that this is our own doing, and we must catch up and continue going forward if we hope to reach our end goal. We will reach it, as long as we do not give up.

Sincerely, with lots of love,
Leigha Moscove

p.s. When you read this, understand that this is as straight forward as it can get. I have hidden no deeper meaning among this that you should look in to. Simply move forward and don't give up.

Dear ___,
I wish that you'd tell me how you felt about things without me asking. That way, I wouldn't have to worry as much. I already know you're the kind of person that won't say anything and that makes me worry even more. It's kinda stressful.

I want to still be your friend. I know you'd like to see your other friends too. I don't have to make you stay but I like being friends with you. But you think that I'll be lonely. You do realize that there isn't just two options. There isn't just black and white. You can just choose both. You don't need to be with me all the time, go hang out with other friends sometimes. I don't mind. But you don't seem to understand that.

I think you're dumb sometimes. I'd like to punch you. "What do I mean to you?" I know I sometimes sound like I don't give a crap about you, but I worry a hell lot because you don't and won't say anything. This is why our relationship is so strained. We don't have enough communication. Just say something or else I won't know what to do.

So let's start now. "What do you think you mean to me? Why? Do you want to hang out with your friends more? Do you dislike being around me? Should we go our desperate ways?"

I'd like an answer. Only during some occasions I can get the answers out of you. I admit that I avoid the questions you ask. I'm trying though. Now I can say that you mean a lot you mean a lot to me, you're a close friend. I'm selfish but I'm doing my best to get along with people now. But how are you? Will you one day answer the questions I have for you? Maybe when you can tell me, I'll tell you. But for now, I don't want to be the one with a disadvantage.

Yes, I'm still competitive. You never let me win. If I beat you, you think I cheated. That's why even if I'm not as smart, not as fast, not as amazing, I can't show weakness because then it's like you'll have another thing over me.

Dear _______,

I'm very sorry for playing with your feelings. I have no idea what you feel for me, because you never talk about what's really in your heart, but the way you behave around me makes me think you like me more than just a good friend.

I thought maybe we could have something more. I felt attracted to you, and liked being around you more than when I was around many others. But those few kisses we shared, these moments when we were holdings hands made me realise that what I feel is everything but love.

A friend of mine once tell me that you want things because you don't have them. Now I understand what he meant. I was searching for someone to stay with me except what happened, but I've crossed a line I shouldn't have crossed and now I will pay the price for it.

I'm deeply sorry for the fact that I'm going to hurt you. I never wanted it, and I hope we can still be friends after I explain to you that we maybe don't want the same.

I still love you, even if it's just as a friend.
I know I'm probably being the most selfish person on earth, but please accept that.

I feel like punshing myself right now...

Sincerely,

Still your Friend

Dear Player Boyfriend,

how does it feel when i have a friend that flirts with me? hurts dont it? make you feel like im cheating on you?

well i guess you know how I feel for once.

when you have a friend that tells you she wants to get into your pants and you play along with her telling her you want the exact same thing WHILE YOUR LAYING ON HER BED and she makes certain sexual noises! how dare you!

you get mad at me because my friend calls me big sexy and i tell him to back off but oh no as soon as your girl pal tells you she wants you
(and btw she has a boyfriend already you bitch)
you play around with her feelings even though you know

1. im bi but i dont like to share you
2. she is trying to break up with her boyfriend

this is your way of helping her?! how you help me and be a caring boyfriend? what the flying fudge monkeys man!!

you never tell me whats wrong when something happens -_-
i honestly hate you.

seriously you tell me your day went wrong and then you say: i dont wanna talk about it. so i conceded and let you know that its okay since, who wants to talk about something that hurted soon after it ended? not me. but you could at least tell me when you're in a better mood.

like say when you are happily pressuring me for something you want, (while pretending to be sad) that you again, know i dont want to do but, ill do it anyway because i love you too freaking much.
MY BAD!

you always try to correct me when im wrong which could make me a better person BUT you time it so poorly it seems like your insulting me and taking the wrong person's side at the most horrible time! Talk about how you always got my back..but with a knife..instead of your hand..

Thanks for nothing you creepy bastard. i welcomed you in my families home and you trade me out for porn and other girls that end up hurting you. Yet you called me perfect and said i was the one for you to be your future wife, makes me wonder how many other girls you say that to as well.

I never once hurted you or treated you wrongly you were the one who tripped up and even told me so! but somehow you wanna blame us breaking up on me, and even cry when you think i have been the one who broke your damn heart. so i try to make you feel better i try to mend your empty heart i get back with you three times, each time its you breaking up with me and for once i finally got tired of it.

for the fourth and final time i broke up with you because i got tired of crying myself to sleep at night. sure i messed up sometimes when i called you names and i didnt think of your feelings first, maybe im as much to blame as you are maybe were in a masochistic relationship where you abuse me and i come back to you like a beaten but loved dog.

Creep.
Liar.
Hypocrite.
Cheater.
Player.
...Ex Boyfriend..

somehow i still regret leaving you . dont ask me why ask the dog

sorry bout this guys but i got another letter to write :\
hope its okay that i post again.

(ahem)

Dear Roleplaying Conspiracy theorist Exboyfriend,

I understand you think that everyone is out to get you and that you feel no one will love you but me however its not true. yes your life has been filled with abuse,anger,death,and prejudice but sometimes its just hard to believe you.

You seem to have manic depression, hallucinations brought on by weed smoking, and a fetish for anime with excessive boobage showing (i know its not a real word)it kinda irks me that you friend people with those pictures even though we both roleplay and people tend to use certain pics..but those girls are on the site only to get online sex . why do you do this?

on another note you expect me to believe some outrageous things concerning your life O_o some of em make sense since it explains how twisted inside you are but ..i know this isnt your fault i just dont know how to deal with you when you act like this.

you have treated me nicer than any of my boyfriends previously but there is still some growing up you need to do im sorry. i know i like you and you have separation issues but your using me to become an american

"marry me so im not an illegal alien anymore, please!"
dont get me wrong im all for people coming into our country and getting jobs and such, but dont love me just because im your green card. love me because i wanted to take care of you.

am i wrong RCE Ex boyfriend? i dont know but i do know that i cant go on trying to make sense of your fantasy world

im very sorry it came to this.

sincerely, not your green uno card girl

Dear _____.
Words can not describe how much I hate you. My life was amazing until I met you. I'm scared every day that i'm going to see you. I'm so terrified of you that I convinced myself that some day you would try to kill me. If it ever comes to that i'll be killing you first. We don't need one more horrible person on this earth, there's already enough of them. But I think out of all of them you're the worst. I'm not even sure why you're on this earth. Everybody hates you. You are the meanest, perviest, most disgusting person on the face of this earth. I hope you die and burn in hell, because that's where you belong.

Dear _____,
If you wanted to still be my best friend, then why the hell spread rumors about me and make me seem like a villain in our mutual break-up (which you suggested first, might I add)?

I swear, I thought everything would be okay, considering how neither of us were super upset when we first broke-up.

But you're just acting like a girl. Vague Facebook posts, rumors, lies, crying to me of all of people right now... I mean, seriously?

Now despite that what our entire school thinks I said to you was a lie, I really do think you're a cunt now. You took the words right out of my mouth before I even had a chance to say them!

Now while you're crying, I think I'll just move on with my life.

I'm done with the band. I'm done with the Wiccan study group. I'm done with your shit.

So, good riddance.

~Em

Dear ___,

If something like this happend, I'd be calling you to talk about... Funny how a couple of kisses can change how our friendship is.

I am sorry. I said it a few times already, but honestly, sorry. I ruined your night, and I am an idiot. I understand if you don't ever want to see my face again, and I just wanted to say a couple of things.

What you told me yesterday broke my heart. It actually did. You said I was being EVERYTHING I am trying my best not to be. And I am really trying, but I can't. You gave me reason enough for me to trust you. And I just broke it completly. I am not that guy that I acted like yesterday.

Out of every single relationship I've started, you are the only one I am actually feeling something. We've been friends for years now... I am an idiot, and my actions are proving that.

I am scared you know. Feelings are not a thing that I can give to anyone, and that is why I am so scared. When I kiss you instead of hugging you it is because I want to keep things less painful. I did not want to grow feelings for you, but hell, I always had them.

Sorry about what happend yesterday. Again, I understand any action that will come from you from now on. And I do belive that we could be a nice couple.

But as I said, we are not only people that kissed, you are my friend. And I love you for being there for me whenever I needed too. I hope I was a good friend too. And I really hope that if it has come to an end, our friendship will go on... Even if I belive it is going to be really damaged.

I am sorry, for being scared. I am sorry, for not giving you your space. I am sorry, for being invasive. I am sorry for not giving you my heart in time, and not allowing you to give me yours. I am sorry for being an idiot.

I-I...

..

Dear ____,

I am extremely tired of your melodramatic shit. You only seem to ever want to talk to me to whine and bitch about your life. I realize this is something of my own fault because I'm too nice to tell you to piss off. I understand that your dad leaving you was hard, but there are plenty of people I know who don't know one of their parents or one of their parents was shit, but they do not go around "cutting" and "attempting suicide" for attention.

I am sincerely ready to quit this "friendship" if you don't stop pms-ing around me. The few times I have had serious problems, you brush them off and instead begin to talk about some petty issue in your life (e.g. mom getting remarried to a nice guy, girlfriend said something petty and you took it way to seriously, etc.)

It may be different if you actually gave a shit about me once in a blue moon, but I cannot recall a single caring, kind, or unselfish gesture. I have stayed up almost the whole night on multiple occasions, trying to console you, I have listen to you moan for hours about single incidents, I have put up with the inappropriate touches and comments because I am too nice to tell you to man up and slap you in the face.

Also, the "I hear voices and they tell me to kill myself, my therapist is medicating me, I forgot my meds at so and so's and I cant get it because if I do, my mom will bitch because I forgot them (read, I can act like a totally different person and practically molest you because lies) is totally groundless and untrue. I have spoken to your mother on multiple occasions and when I mentioned this in passing, she thought I was the crazy one.

Finally on the issue of you wanting/blackmailing me to give you my first kiss even after all of this, sincerely pisses me off. I'll save that for someone who actually cares.

I'm just so done.

Leave me alone,
Denise.

Dear ____,
You were once a good friend to everyone but you've change over the years,and then you act cruel to eveyone who comes close to you..I wish I didn't hit you on the head like I did,I wish things and actions would've been better,but you won't change no matter the consequence.You act like you don't care but you know everyone's looking at you,dispising you behind you back.I tried so hard to be your friend but dude you're making your own death grave,you brung this upon yourself.Your lil 'Group' or gang just hang out with 'cause you're a leader,you take charge of things and act fast,I feel sick envying you for those things.You're a dick hole,a pitiful fool who needs to grow up!I just wish I could tell you these things in your face,but seeing you in the hostipal,makes me feel sorry for you..even though it'd hard to forgive you,I want you to know that I'll forgive you deep in my heart and that even though you broke my trust I believe,somehow,you'll change in the future..Please don't die before that happens,you have a light in front of you,for once start noticing it,start believing in it..
your dearest friend,and sincerly yours Ethan.

Dear ____,
Our relationship started so fast, from the very beginning I knew I wanted nothing as much as I wanted you. You were the first girl I had ever loved, first girl I ever even cared about. Before you I only dated because it was socially acceptable to do so, and then I found you and I realized there was more to it than that. I love you, more than you could even know. But I made mistakes. I lost my job, I said things I shouldn't have, I lost the trust of your parents, and you. Now I don't have you anymore, and I feel empty. I don't know what to do with myself anymore. I hurt. I could never tell you any of this though, because I don't want you to know. You seem happier without me, I was always just dragging you down, and I'm sorry. I'm sorry I ever did that to you, I'm sorry for everything I said and everything I did. But, mostly I'm sorry that I couldn't hold onto you, that I gave up hope and lost you. All I can really say anymore is that I love you, always will, and even though right now it doesn't feel like I ever will, eventually I will be ok. I will find somebody who makes me happy, maybe not as much as you did but I will. I love you, goodbye.

Letter written in French, because it’s the language we share, and the one I’m most comfortable with when it comes to express myself. And this is one hell of a long message.

Chère _______,

Je t’avouerai que je ne sais pas vraiment pas où commencer. Il y a tellement de choses que je voudrais te dire, tellement de petits détails laissés de côté au fil de ces deux années passées ensemble. Tu sais, durant tout ce temps j’ai ressenti beaucoup de choses à ton égard. De l’amour, de la haine, de la déception, de la pitié, de la colère, de la joie, de la tristesse, de l’espoir, de l’envie. Le temps passé ensemble m’a probablement dirigé à travers toutes les émotions possibles et imaginables. Et même s’il y a eu des moments où ma seule envie était de mettre un poing dans la figure, j’ai toujours considéré notre amitié comme une des plus précieuses qui m’ait jamais été accordée.

C’est pour ça que c’est difficile de te dire clairement ce que je t’aurai avoué hier soir, si je n’avais pas été obligée de partir pour prendre le dernier bus capable de me ramener chez moi. Je sais que je ne l’ai pas montré, mais la confession que tu m’as faite a eu l’effet d’un électrochoc. Tu sais, il faudrait peut-être que tu essayes de parler de sujet sérieux comme celui-ci autour d’un thé, en priver avec moi, au lieu d’aborder le thème en fin de soirée parce que tu as trop bu. Au fond, ce n’est pas fondamentalement grave, mais ça fait quand même un peu mal de se dire qu’il te faut une bonne dose d’alcool dans le sang pour concéder quelque chose d’aussi important.

Bref, commençons donc par le commencement. On te l’a tous dit et répété de nombreuses fois, mais un de tes plus grands défauts est que tu parles beaucoup trop de toi. Tu es quelqu’un d’incroyablement égocentrique. Un défaut que tu n’as par ailleurs jamais cherché à renier. C’est peut-être pour cette raison que, même si ça reste quelque chose de légèrement irritant, on a tous appris à intégrer ce « problème » comme partie intégrante de toi et à ne plus trop en tenir compte. Moi aussi je m’y suis habituée.

Je ne cherche absolument pas à me valoriser, mais j’ai toujours été quelqu’un de plutôt tolérant. En faite, j’étais plutôt heureuse que tu me parles autant. Que tu me confies des problèmes aussi grands que les tiens me montrait juste à quel point tu avais confiance en moi, et ça, ça contribuait à mon bonheur plus que tu n’aurais jamais pu le croire. Logiquement, quand tu me parlais de choses moins importantes, que tu me racontais pour la 20ème fois pourquoi tu ne pouvais tout simplement plus voir une certaine personne en peinture, que cette fille qui s’avérait être une très bonne amie à moi se fichait de toi depuis le début, que j’avais tort sur tel ou tel point, je t’écoutais sans jamais me plaindre du fait qu’au fond, nos conversations tournaient toujours autour de ta vie. Parce que les rires, les ragots, la nourriture, l’alcool, les cigarettes, les balades en trains, tous ces moments partagés me suffisaient. Ton amitié me suffisait.

C’est il y a à peine deux semaines que tu as fini par m’avouer que les choses au sein de ta famille avaient pris une mauvaise tournure, après avoir disparue de la classe durant toute une semaine sans m’en dire un mot. Et là encore, j’ai été là. Je t’ai soutenue du mieux que j’aie pu, j’ai cherché à t’aider à choisir la bonne solution. J’ai continué à écouter alors que tu me racontais encore et encore la même histoire, alors que tu avais spécifié ne pas vouloir en parler continuellement. Je ne m’en pleins pas, au contraire. J’ai été heureuse qu’un conseil que je t’ai donné ait pu t’aider à travers cette « épreuve », si tu veux bien la considérer comme telle.

J’en arrive donc au but de cette lettre, les mots que je tiens à te dire depuis le début. Ces mots que j’aurais voulu te dire hier soir avant de quitter le bar dans lequel nous avons passé tellement de soirées, que j’aurais prononcé en te regardant droit dans les yeux.
« Alors c’est ça, ta solution ? »

Très honnêtement, je ne comprends pas tout à fait. Je me rappelle comment tu m’expliquais que tu tenais vraiment à ce que tes parents divorces, pour pouvoir emménager autre part avec ton père et prendre un autre départ, dans un environ dans lequel tu n’aurais pas régulièrement envie de te taper la tête contre un mur. Et que si tes parents ne divorçaient pas, tu trouverais bien une autre solution pour quitter ta maison. Tu étais complètement perdue face à ton avenir, je le voyais bien. Mais s‘il y a bien une chose qui restait la même au fil de tes idées face à la suite, c’était que tu ne nous abandonnerais pas, peu importe ce qui arriverait. Que nous, tes amis, resteront toujours tes amis.

« Tu sais, tu es la première personne à qui je le dis, mais l’année qui vient je vais partir en Allemagne. »
C’est génial. Je suis très heureuse que tu aies enfin pris ta décision, vraiment. C’est surtout très gentil de ta part de me balancer ça après un excellent moment, pour me laisser y réfléchir toute la nuit. Incroyablement gentil.
Vraiment.
Super.
Cool.

Tu te fiches royalement de moi là hein ? Je sais que je suis connue pour ne pas être la personne la plus sentimentale de la région. C’est peut-être pour ça que tu as tenu à me le dire en premier. Ou bien parce que j’étais au courant de ce qui s’est passé chez toi. Ou peut-être tout simplement parce que j’étais la seule qui n’étais pas au milieu d’une conversation à ce moment. Au final, on s’en fiche. Parce que le fait est que tu veux fuir. Après avoir traversé toute cette merde, après que ton père ait fait un pas vers le divorce, toi tu veux prendre tes cliques et tes claques et nous laisser en plan avec juste des souvenirs, et ces mots un peu étrange que tu m’as dirigés « Surtout, quoiqu’il arrive, je veux que tu rappelles à tout le monde que je vous aime. » Non mais quelle blague.

Je ne suis sûrement pas totalement objective dans mes propos. La colère, ça n’aide pas vraiment quand on veut donner un avis objectif sur des propos pareils. Evidemment que je suis énervée, à quoi tu t’attendais ? Tu pensais que j’allais te dire hallelujah, bonne chance pour la suite, et tant fait pas pour moi, ça ne va pas du tout me toucher qu’une de mes meilleures amies se barre en Allemagne ? Surtout ne mal interprète pas mes propos, je comprends tout à fait que tu aies besoin de t’en aller de notre région pendant un moment, histoire de voir de nouvelles têtes et de commencer autre chose dans un endroit où tout ce que tu vois ne te rappelles pas toutes les sales expériences que tu as vécues tout ce temps. Mais ça ne veut pas dire que ça ne m’énerve pas. Et ça ne change rien au fait que je te considère comme une lâche.

Je suis une grande égoïste, et je l’ai toujours été. C’est d’ailleurs une des seules choses que tu ne m’aies jamais vraiment reprochées. Je m’estime donc en droit de trouver ça complètement injuste que tu nous laisses tomber. Et dans cette histoire, je ne suis sans aucun doute pas celle qui va en souffrir le plus.

Je crois que j’en ai dit assez pour que tu comprennes qu’il faudrait peut-être qu’on ait une longue discussion à ce sujet. Même si je sais qu’au fond, cette discussion n’aurait probablement jamais lieu. Parce que même si tous les mots écrits ici te sont dirigés, tu ne les liras jamais.

Et je me retrouverais avec le souvenir des moments passés ensemble, et cette lettre dont seul moi connait l’existence.

La tristesse et la mélancolie ont pris le dessus sur la colère.

Comme d’habitude, je vais être obligée d’accepter sans broncher.
D’encaisser.
Pour toi.
Pour moi.
Comme je l’ai toujours fait.

Parce que les amis, ça sert à ça non ?

Dear Anonymous,
I wish I could've been a better friend,I wish I could change the past,I just wish I could somehow change what I did and stop hurting you,ever time I tried to make you feel better you seemingly push me away.I feel as though I was just a shoulder that you leaned on.
I'm sick of this,I constantly fight myself until I bleed,I fight because I'm scared of my emotions please try to understand that.I pushed you away constantly when you tried so hard to comfort me and support me. altogether I wish I could runaway from eveything,but you pull me back..the thing is I still love you.Although goodbye seems appropiate now,I can't say it.You are my rose to every beauty,you're the sweetness in cottoncandy,you're not perfect,but you have to see everybody made their mistakes,and it's okay to cry and pour out your feelings.Everyone you know might say and this and that about you but you have to stop believing it,only believe those who truly love you.You constantly fear others hurting you,you constantly hurt yourself,just stop please stop..this is hurting me too.You say I don't understand some certain things(some that I won't say as an example)I believe that is true,but I just want to let you know I'm trying for you,we argue alot..is that what true love is?? Please,we all love you,stop hurting..it's hard to walk on these broken shards without you..You're like a butterfly..you live thoughout the happy times than you suddenly die,short lived.I just want to let you know how I feel without saying it towards you directly..this is pathetic right??
I'm sorry for not trying hard enough,stop putting the blame on yourself and blame me for once!I am your shield,use me all you like,you're not a horrible person.I promised I'll be always be there for you right??If only I could stop this pain you're feeling..I feel useless without you.I'm selfish.I'm pathetic..this is my letter to you hope you now know how I feel.
Sincerly yours,Ethan.

Dear ______,
WHAT THE FUCK?! So hang on a minute, you say you're not confusing, then you have a go at me for doing what you told me too! You may 'like' me but I couldn't give two SHITS if you're trying to mess with me. I've literally just come out of a hard relationship! Don't try to confuse me! Especially with exams coming up! You're supposed to be the last thing on my mind, yet I still drop everything to help you out with anything! Be very happy I even gave you a chance after my last relationship. STOP PLAYING GAMES WITH ME! AND EVERYBODY ELSE!
Fuck you, once again!
DN

Dear____,

Hello again, I haven't seen you in a while now and it's really bothering me. You sit beside me in class and look at me all the time but why won't you say anything? I know your smart, the smartest man i've ever known in my wold life, but oyu still choose to NOT do anything! Why don't you take control of your life and just do something good for once in your life. And why can't you see that your surrounded by people who love you and see you for who you are and that you dont have to put up a wall of blazing sarcasm and endless hate. Because I love you and I wish you'd just recognize that for once.
P.S, Stop talking to that bitch behind us, she's the most boisterous dumb person i know.
~Ciela

Dear ________,

Thank you so much for all that you have done. You have been a very big inspiration to me. I've matured very much just by looking up to you, and I want to be like you in the future. I've considered you as a very good role model and even a fatherly figure. You're always positive and you always make me smile. You're jokes and sarcastic remarks never fail to make me laugh. You're always fun to play with in band, doing all the rock stances and little licks at the right times, laughing at our mistakes, always supporting the band with your bass groove. Without you there, just like a bass, it will be obvious that you're gone and nothing else can replace that part like you can. You and ____ have inspired many of us to write songs in ________ and because of that I was able to write one of my own that I've already shown you. I'm happy that you got a better job, but extremely sad that you guys have to move. I hope you have a great time in ________ and I hope you continue to inspire others as you have me. "I want you to know, for all we go through, I love to see your smile, and I thank you."

-Goodbye, and Thank You,
ST496

Dear ___

The day I learned your truth is still etched into my heart. How could I forget? Those beautifull lies disguised as promises, those sweet sultry words you constantly spoke. It was a wonder to why no one had gone near you before, but now I see that at time;the rumors are true. Thank you for pushing me over the edge. In never knew I had such strength to carry on. I guess you really don't realize what you have till its gone...but truly, you were "never there as far as this plain could see" I wish you the best of luck. And one day, when they let you out of ur own fantasies, we can meet, and actually say our goodbyes.

Sincerely, Aidens

Dear Deadpool,

so we started out friends found out that we had a BUNCH in common and ended up seriously liking each other so much that we told each other that we loved the other. you and me had gotten out of a long relationship that we were hurting from..maybe we started too soon. i know you really loved me and i love you too but i guess its like you said: i cant stop liking you so ill have to stop talking to you lady deadpool, because we live too far away from each other.

(5 hours is too far away for either of us we agreed)

maybe if i had a way to get to you and lived with you like you suggested wed still be together but since it hurts you so bad to not have that face to face relationship i can see why you stopped it ..but that doesnt mean i have to like it.. i have a void in my feelings, so much so that i felt absolutely nothing after i got done bawling my eyes out for an us that wont happen.

Thats why i told you that i felt nothing because thats what a broken heart feels like to me. im so sorry that you feel badly for doing this but in a way its best. It keeps you from getting hurt and keeps me from trying to keep treating you like you are my boyfriend, when we clearly should just stay friends or even not talk at all. Like what we're doing now.

I miss you so badly and you always treated me so well teaching me the right way to treat you at the most perfect time and so sweetly that it wasn't too harsh but just strict enough so i got the point.

I really wish i was there with you right now so you wouldnt feel lonely or Low -on - E anymore but i can't just yet.
Just dont forget about me that's all i ask, because one day soon I WILL be with you.

still loving you sincerely
Lady deadpool

Dear Sal,
I'm sorry that I cut myself. I never wanted you to hurt over something I did to myself. Sometimes I want to talk to you about it when I feel the urge to cut myself or to just hurt myself in general, but you have a girlfriend and she just happens to be someone that I've known for 6 years. I d't want to bother you when your with her. No matter how much I'm hurting. But thank you for understanding what I'm going through when no one else did. I'm sorry for cutting myself. I'm sorry for making you feel bad because of it. I'm sorry...

Dear friends in highschool,

I've always wanted to break your shoulder with a heavy metal bat. You were never there when I needed someone to talk to. You never asked me to hang out. You ALWAYS left me out on fun activities. When you had problems, I was always there to listen. When I tried to cheer you up, you told me to shut up. I'm glad I didn't go to college where you are going to because I don't have to put up with your SHIT. I know you only became my friend because I was Asian! I'm still a normal person like the rest of you!! Why can't you treat me like a normal being; a normal girl?! You threw my trust away like trash! I HATE YOU ALL!!

From your non-existence friend,
Yamie

P.S: Don't worry, I'll get my revenge...

Dear,
i have always wanted to punch all of you in you faces, but i held all of my anger back because i would get in serious trouble. One day you will see my fist straight on you face, you just wait.

>>163 Don't punch them in the face. SLAP them with your fist! :D

Hope you get revenge, Yamie. ^^

Dear...,

When was the last time you looked at your newly-wed? When was the last time he told you that he loved you? When did he ever tell you, how much he cared for you, your friends, or your family?

He's been lying the entire time, manipulating you so that you'd stay with him. He lied about how he loves your family, he told me your cousin should go to heck, he told you and your parents a false age, so you'd be able to marry him...he's 26...you're 17!!!

He married you, not for the happiness or love...but to make cash off of you...while he's out on the town each night, you're working...servicing men...and it sickens me to hear that!! You have how many kids now? And how many aren't the father's??

Face it, while you believe he literally loves you, he's out doing what he wants, because he knows you're afraid of him...heck you even know what he did to me..you know why I wasn't at your wedding...you know he tried putting me in the ER...and succeeded!

Plus you know that no matter what you do, you can't divorce him...you should have realized after the ENTIRE YEAR I warned you about him, but no, you believe he's just different...and you changed to be with him...it hurt me...it really did. To learn that the girl whom I've had a crush on since 5th grade, doesn't listen to her best friend's warnings, then leaves him for a jerk...

Back to the trip to the ER...do you know what happened that day? He tried putting a bullet through my brother's skull, because your 'husband' hates mentally ill people...I took the bullet for my brother...I was nearly killed that day...then, a few hours later, I learn that I can't have kids...not good!!!!!!!!

If you ever learn any of this, then I'm sorry for you...but it's your own fault for getting into this situation....

From,
The one boy who stood by your side, no matter what happened...

P.S. The guy, your husband, should be dead...for all the things he's done to you...

dear------

ive been hatein igmy new school....people are always being mean to me..when ever i try to be nice i screw somthing up...sometimes i have dreams abou tme killing some of them or beating them up and watching them comit suicide...............
people say im weird...i take it like a joke on the out side....on the inside i think mean things,terible things.....

is somthing wrong with me? am i weird...? i make friends pretty easly and fast...but i lose them faster...i never want any one to see the real me...i wanna just try to blend in...every time i relise this....its to late...im always thinking mean things...
mean things
twisted things
horeable things
i hate people...i wish people would just die.or move away i wont miss them.....


i hate to lose..they want me to die...commit suicide...... but...... i hate to lose if i where to cut my self they would win....

they wont win

i will win

in the end

ill always win

i wanna kill them
kill them all
kill,kill,kill
im just twisted...i have issues...im unwanted
i have issues...

Dear ___,

Sorry for writing another letter to you, even though you're never going to see it. I like to get it off my chest even though it doesn't actually make me feel better that much. I was wondering why you were gone for four or five weeks, a friend of mine was panicking and thought you were dead or something. Then she tried to stalk you, great job on only having your name mentioned on a 12K runner's list. For some reason your friend keeps staring at me in the hallway, it's getting creepy. I should really just send a letter to you anonymously, I would feel much better about this, I would be able to say what I wanted to say, etc.

Thanks for not reading this,
SaintSoul

human emotions so amusing

>>168


Implying you aren't one...

Wait, are you?

implying no stating a fact yes

STUPID IZAYA FANS DX >>170

Dear_____,
please don't hate me. i know you probly think i am stupid i know i confessed that i love you and you turned me down but can't i still be your friend i mean i know we had been friends for a long time and then i went and told you i loved you but i wasn't lying please ,please ,please ,please ,please ,please ,please ,please ,don't hate or avoid me.

Dear,

I feel almost as if I'm just a fleeting whisp of smoke on the very edges of your mind. We almost never talk anymore, and it hurts me to say that maybe I should give up. Yeah, after I was both physically and mentally abused by the last, you stood by my side. After we got into that stupid argument, though, I felt like we drifted apart and never regained that sense of direction. I loved you more than anything and would do anything for you. But I know I shouldn't wear my heart on my sleeve; if anything, I know I should be more cautious now. I'm still torn, do I stay, or do I go?

- A confused boy.


Dear,

You've done so much for me that I cannot even begin to imagine where to begin. I admit that I was intimidated by you, but once I got a little comfortable, you opened up a world to me I didn't even know existed. You've given me and others solid advice, given us patience, and have shown us infinite amounts of both love and passion. I feel like, at times, you've been more of a father figure to me than my own biological father. In only a year I feel like this; I want to say something to you, but I don't know how to express myself in words. My mind moves too quickly, I suppose. But just know, sir, that you are someone whom I will never forget, and inspire me more to keep moving on with my dreams. You've done so much for us, and you mean the world to me. I'll see you in rehearsal tomorrow.

Love,
Your eternally grateful voice student

Dear, _____

I don't know when exactly things started going downhill, but they did and chances are, I won't have the patience to climb that hill again. We used to be such good friends, but mostly whenever we talk, it feels empty. I don't really know why I feel this way, or if you feel the same. Maybe it's because you're being clingy, maybe it's because I'm just difficult, but there's one thing I'd like to make very clear:
I couldn't hate you if I tried.
I will always remember those times we would race to the water fountain at school, or when we would rant about how much we hated math or physics, or when we would just laugh and neither of us knew why.
I feel like I've lost you, and that at the same time, you lost me as well. I don't think our friendship will ever be the same, but I want you to remember that you're like my brother, even if we argue a lot now or we go to different schools.
Even though our friendship won't be as strong as it used to, I will not break contact with you, I will not hold it against you and I will NEVER hate you.
In fact, in a sense, I may have always loved you.

-Your Almost Best Friend

Dear Roleplaying Conspiracy theorist Exboyfriend

even before i typed out my previous letter of leaving you and before i even had the idea to break up with you, you were cheating on me the whole friggin time! And i was right it was with one of the girl's with the nude anime pictures! how can you even trust her? I hate you. I hope you're happy with your man-whore of a girlfriend, you sick puppy.

From: glad you're gone!!
P.s. you fuckin' liar. try 'eternity' with her, I DARE YOU!


Dear Deadpool,
...you came back! you called me lady and introduced yourself back into my life. Im so glad you broke and talked to me!
I know it sounds really selfish of me to say that but we both missed each other really badly and just hearing your voice again made my whole friggin day and night. Even you felt well enough to tell me you loved me, although you concluded it with: "Ooops! already, dang im sorry!"
But don't worry, i know what to do now so that doesn't happen anymore. You won't have to think about how far away i am when im going to be right next to you soon. I hope we can keep talking

Your lovable friend,
Leihara <3

P.s. have a good day!

Dear,
You've become such a weird person. Everything that you said you wouldn't become when we were the team champs. I just feel sorry that I couldn't cheer on the squad or even play doubles with you for our last year and be some voice of reason.

I think it's kinda funny that you think you have it so good when you really don't. You live in a backwater town that people rarely leave, you have a pathetic job, you've only lived out 18 years of life, and you're having a child. People have been saying these 8 months that you're going to be a great mom. I beg to differ. You're irresponsible, self-serving, and for lack of a better word, stupid. This may be completely bias, but honest. You've been babied all your life, you never look at the people you walk over, and you make so many regrettable mistakes, they've become daily occurrences. We were really alike, all the negatives above, skipping classes, partying, cheerleaders, part of the "best" doubles team ever, and still made it out with honors.

I guess I seem to have seen more for myself. I get a little sad when I look at you and all of my friends that are still in that sorry excuse for a marsh, where ever other person was an idiot redneck and the others are seniors waiting for their death day to finally come. I thought, on some off chance, maybe you and everyone else would see it. No, it wasn't my city, it never will be, but there are people who's families spent uncountable generations there, and see that the place has no future. If people never left home, there would be no progression. I thought you of all people would learn from another's grievous mistake.

Sorry to say I'm really happy in California, sorry that I get to pursue an education at USC, and sorry, one last time, for ever expecting anything but nothing from you.

Good Luck. You'll need it.

Dear,

I feel weird, and sad and lonely for no reason. Sometimes I feel like I got a lot to say, but I don't know exactly to whom. I guess I'm too coward to say the things I need to the right people.

I feel like a loser... I know I have qualities, but still, I feel insecure and I miss the way I felt beside you. Like everything was going to be okay, life is great and full potential. Sometimes I get to experience these feelings by myself, when I get to live life like I should, but it's a work in progress and some days are really hard.

I have a great boyfriend and feel happy with him, most days. He can make me laugh and forget the troubles. But it's like a drop on a ocean of emptiness. I wonder if I will ever live a normal life. I wonder if I need a doctor or a professional. I feel like the years are passing me by and I get to stay the same, a broken, empty shell.

I know you can't be here. I understand. But I kinda have to put those things out of my chest, somehow public. Thanks for all your love. I'll keep trying and hope I'll be better till we meet again.

Lots of love,
C.

Dear YB,

You're a cocky asshole. I mean, seriously. Who the fuck do you think you are that you break up with someone because they fucking curse at you? You hurt her a lot, and you don't even give a shit that she's so depressed and suicidal because of you. I mean, if you actually cared then why the serious fuck would you let her be like that.

If I could, I would seriously strangle you and i dunno, do the worst shit I could possibly do to you without actually killing you. Or at least, barely keeping you alive.

Yeah, she fucking curses a lot. Who. the. fuck. cares? I mean you ARE an asshole and a little cunt, so why the fuck does it matter if she just calls you what you really are. And you're breaking up with her cause of that? Oh my god. I don't really get WHY she likes you so much even though you're such a cunt. I mean, sure she has anger management issues and that she curses a lot. But you fuck around and you treat her like shit.

I mean, what the serious fuck. You ruined her life, so someday I'm going to ruin yours.

You've been warned.
Watashi

Dear _______ ,

If you're planning on having an actual conversation with me, put your goddamn iPod/cell phone/whatever the fuck down and talk to me. Stop bitching about how we never talk anymore, because half of the time you're standing around looking at pictures of that British boyband on your iPod, and being completely unsociable.

I'm not going to waste my time on someone who can't figure out how to be polite and communicate with me when I'm standing right in front of you. That's exactly why I choose talking with my other friends over you now.

While I'm at it, let me address the situation with our mutual ex-boyfriend and my absolute best guyfriend. So, you guys don't get along. I got that. But he and I get along just fine. I'm not going to stop hanging out with him just because things are getting worse between you guys and you're trying to force me to. Why the fuck would I do that? He's actually there for me when I need him, and doesn't make me feel like shit. I'm sorry, I know I've tried to act neutral, but I am completely siding with him.

You acted like a bitch today. And yesterday. And the day before...

I really want to stay friends, but I'm fucking pissed.

~Em

Dear ______,

I know I said I loved you, but that was a year ago. Honestly, I never should have even said that much, we barely saw each other and we knew, heck we still don't know, anything about love. I guess I was just scared about what would happen if I didn't say it back. It's been a year now and I've gotten over it. I want to be friends, but we can't be friends if you keep following me around like a lost puppy and telling people you still love me. It's time to move on. Please, stop making me feel like a terrible person for breaking your heart. We're 17 for goodness sake, that's not old enough to love someone. You'll find someone who can love you, but you'll never see her if you keep looking at me.

I miss the times before. Why can't we laugh and joke and have fun anymore? So we dated, so we kissed, so we said those words. How does that make us so different? How does it work that you can come and join the track team just to be close to me but then can't have a conversation anymore? I want the old you back. Come back. Please.

Friends again?
Anu

Dear _______,

I have created a human hard drive. If my present emotions should ever shatter in a million pieces, I will have my back-up replace them. It'll only take a few seconds to erase these unpleasant feelings. That's right. I don't need them. They are useless to me, but in reality they are what make up "me".

No matter how much I hope, it will never appear. Perhaps, it was just illusions that I wished for. I will never see anything, but a mirage.

Just kill me already...

Yamie

I FEEL YOU.

Dear "Joe",

I will try my best to figure out your actual name before Monday, I promise.

~Em

Dear Hannah,
I love you.I will only ever love you.

Dear _________,
Never give up.

Dear "Friends and Family",

I hate you. Every single one of you. For every single assholish thing you've ever said and done to me. Leaving me behind, ignoring my existence, treating me like absolute shit when you acknowledge that I'm around, stabbing me in the back, ruining my ability to trust and interact normally, all of it. All I've ever tried to do was be a kind and caring person, and what do you do? You call me "weak" for it. You shut me up when I speak, you laugh at everything I say, and you take every chance you can to abandon me. Especially you, ___, and you call yourself a fucking dollar. You act all "Goody goody, I'm going to help people and act all kind to people who need it" like you're some kind of amazing messiah and then you just go off and treat me like cat shit. Be happy that I'm not pointing out your fucking user name to everyone here to see. And to my family, I hate you just about as much as I hate my so called "friends". I kept trying to tell you people were bullying me when I was young, I kept trying to tell you that I have some sort of emotional disorder, and what did you do? You tell me to "Man the fuck up already". Fuck you, fuck your parenting, fuck the fact that you let your whoring, punkass bitch of a daughter walk all over me and you two assholes, fuck your constant fighting, fuck the fact that you never listened to me, and fuck your screaming. I'm going to devote as much time as I have left in this shitty life to not only making sure that I NEVER become you, but I'm going to take your advice, Man up, and I'm going to make ALL of your lives a living fucking hell. Then when you're crying "What happened to my little boy/best friend?", I'm going to look you in the face and say "You fucking killed him".

Go fuck yourselves,
John

P.S., to ___, I also could've pointed out the name of the guy that you want to fuck. Be happy I didn't do that either, you short, chubby, uglyass bitch.

Dear Martha
I slept with your sister, sorry but this was the best way I could tell you.
P.s. Daniel is Mexican, not Russian. He just has very light skin.

Dear _______,

I never told you my feelings, but that really doesn't matter now. All I need is some closure. But I guess I'm not all to desperate for that anymore. I guess feelings do change over time. I just never thought it would happen so soon. Then again, it has been awhile. From now, I can move forward with my life without feeling weird about not having any closure. I don't feel like I care anymore, and all I feel for you is... pity? No I don't think there's a way to describe it, haha. It's as complicated now as it was back then, at least for me it is. But then again, maybe it was just simple the whole time. Oh well. I'm not going to bother myself with regrets when my adult life is just beginning. I'll worry about this later down the road. But getting closure a little earlier than that won't hurt. I just don't think that if I get it earlier than I think I'm going to get it, I'll care quite as much. I feel like I don't care, and I guess that's what's bothering me. Something I flt so much for just last year, I feel like I can just forget it. I don't care like I used to. And that bothers me. I feel a little sad because of it. Because it signals when I am truly able to leave being a child. I am living in an apartment in a different city now. Barely beginning a new chapter of my life. I guess the reality of it has finally hit me. Funny that it took a full year. It's almost regrettable, but because of this experience, I am able to move on. For that I do thank you. Thanks. You may not know why, but I guess that doesn't matter anymore. I do hope we will still be friends, but quite honestly, to you it will never be the same, because the me that you knew was in a different state of mind. The next time we meet, I will be a completely different person. I wonder if you will be alright with that? But even if you aren't, I will be forced to continue on. It has been so interesting, but I guess for now, that's the end of it until I hear your aspect of the full story. Thanks again.

Your friend,
________________

P.S - You should really know how much lives you changed back in high school. I would tell you, but that's on your shoulders, not mine.
P.S.S - It's also interesting how this letter that you will probably never see, is enough closure for me. At least for now. But that won't stop me and ________ remembering the experience here. It changed us too much, and it made us who we are today as bros. We laugh about it. And Memories will never fade. Thanks again.

Dear, _ _ _ _ _ _
I'm really sorry for making awful mistakes and choices. I made them because... i was really stupid i'll admit to that. I mean i just liked you so much so very much. I didn't mean not to tell you earlier, when i should have. psh, we were only in grade 5. remember? I loved talking to you so much, our conversations were just so natural and heart-warming to me. I don't know how you felt about it, but it was nice for me. We became such good friends, i just kinda wanted things to stay that way. But other times i also wanted us to be together in like ... a relationship y'know? But i always kinda thought that, if i 'did' tell you, it would ruin our cute little friendship. And then it was next year and 'he' came along. He moved faster than me i guess, he always one to have more courage than me. And you guys went out and stuff. I just felt really crushed, and i'm sad even now thinking about how it was back then. I just can't really forget the feeling of that first heart break. ..tsk yeah i'm a real loser huh. It was both your first relationship. And i was jealous, and i was lonely. Talking to you wasn't the same, so i couldn't really do it anymore. I knew you still cared about our friendship, but things kinda drove me away from you, and we eventually became less of friends than we were. At least that's how i remembered it to be now. the following year, i met that new girl, remember? She was cool and shy like you but not like you at all, but we got along all the same. I thought that could've been my chance to release my suppressed feelings. But you were in my mind somewhere, just there y'know? I was still fallen for you, but i thought that maybe this .. new one would help me forget about you. I should've never went out with her, because since i still liked you, it interfered how we would talk and i would be driven back to you. I didnt want to hurt her, but when we actually started talking again, i just wanted to break up with her and ask you and and. I just hate myself for that. Why did i have to be like that. Why couldn't i like her more than you? in the end i ended up hurting her a lot, and i never even cared about her as much as i should since you were always on my mind. Sometimes i kinda wish we would've never talked again so that i could be focused on her instead of you. Or that i never even tried to go out with her to begin with, since that was a bad idea to start off. I mean, sometimes i wish i asked you out when it was the right time. And other times i wished i never asked her out. And sometimes i wish you never talked to me after i went out with her so we would work out. I just wish i was smart enough to play the right moves. I mean she even gave me another chance after i broke up with her once. I never really .. asked for it, but she had guts.. she had so much guts to even be with me again. And i STILL liked you then. when Me and Her got back together again, i thought that was a safe breakthrough. I thought me and you wouldn't talk anymore, so i would finally forget about you. Things started out strong again between me and her. But you, kinda just appeared again and the same problem happened. I would think about you more than her, and the conversations we would have would be far better than the ones i would have with her. (gosh i'm so bad with this letter) Just, I'm sorry. And i don't understand how some things happened the way they did. I should've just .... ugh.. (I'm too sleepy to write this out properly). I mean since we're all in highschool now, friends are really important too, but uhh. It kinda suckks how her (my ex) sits at the same table as all our middle-school friends, so it's Awks* for my me to sit there with all of them. Eventually it started feeling like they all hated me for what happened. And at least she's got the friends she needs to help her out. I feel guilty and sad as poop as well, but i guess i deserve to be the big loser here. I'm continuously losing my closeness with all my friends since it's so hard to sit at that table and stuff.( ugh what am i saying here) I'M JUST SO OSRRY OKAY?!?! EVERYTHING I DID! ALL THE BAD CHOICES I MADE, THE THINGS I DID THAT HURT YOU, AND THE THINGS I DID THAT HURT HER, AND THE THINGS I DID THAT MAKE ME SO SO SO GUILTY RIGHT NOW! .. i just wanna get it off my chest. I'm a bad friend, i couldn't even get you your birthday present, and i ignored you on halloween, but i did it because i swear you don't wanna talk to me anymore. I'm so sorry, and most of the things i did i can't even remember what.. i just know i've made really bad choices one after the other because i'm such an absolute dumbshit piece of trash who overthinks and is over-emotional and is just so damn stupid. I never wanted to hurt anyone. ._. I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm so FUCKING sorry ._. ...ugh grade 9 isn't going to be so fun for me~

The dumbass,
Oxygen Sharpiez.

Dear, _ _ _ _ _ _
I'm really sorry for making awful mistakes and choices. I made them because... i was really stupid i'll admit to that. I mean i just liked you so much so very much. I didn't mean not to tell you earlier, when i should have. psh, we were only in grade 5. remember? I loved talking to you so much, our conversations were just so natural and heart-warming to me. I don't know how you felt about it, but it was nice for me. We became such good friends, i just kinda wanted things to stay that way. But other times i also wanted us to be together in like ... a relationship y'know? But i always kinda thought that, if i 'did' tell you, it would ruin our cute little friendship. And then it was next year and 'he' came along. He moved faster than me i guess, he always one to have more courage than me. And you guys went out and stuff. I just felt really crushed, and i'm sad even now thinking about how it was back then. I just can't really forget the feeling of that first heart break. ..tsk yeah i'm a real loser huh. It was both your first relationship. And i was jealous, and i was lonely. Talking to you wasn't the same, so i couldn't really do it anymore. I knew you still cared about our friendship, but things kinda drove me away from you, and we eventually became less of friends than we were. At least that's how i remembered it to be now. the following year, i met that new girl, remember? She was cool and shy like you but not like you at all, but we got along all the same. I thought that could've been my chance to release my suppressed feelings. But you were in my mind somewhere, just there y'know? I was still fallen for you, but i thought that maybe this .. new one would help me forget about you. I should've never went out with her, because since i still liked you, it interfered how we would talk and i would be driven back to you. I didnt want to hurt her, but when we actually started talking again, i just wanted to break up with her and ask you and and. I just hate myself for that. Why did i have to be like that. Why couldn't i like her more than you? in the end i ended up hurting her a lot, and i never even cared about her as much as i should since you were always on my mind. Sometimes i kinda wish we would've never talked again so that i could be focused on her instead of you. Or that i never even tried to go out with her to begin with, since that was a bad idea to start off. I mean, sometimes i wish i asked you out when it was the right time. And other times i wished i never asked her out. And sometimes i wish you never talked to me after i went out with her so we would work out. I just wish i was smart enough to play the right moves. I mean she even gave me another chance after i broke up with her once. I never really .. asked for it, but she had guts.. she had so much guts to even be with me again. And i STILL liked you then. when Me and Her got back together again, i thought that was a safe breakthrough. I thought me and you wouldn't talk anymore, so i would finally forget about you. Things started out strong again between me and her. But you, kinda just appeared again and the same problem happened. I would think about you more than her, and the conversations we would have would be far better than the ones i would have with her. (gosh i'm so bad with this letter) Just, I'm sorry. And i don't understand how some things happened the way they did. I should've just .... ugh.. (I'm too sleepy to write this out properly). I mean since we're all in highschool now, friends are really important too, but uhh. It kinda suckks how her (my ex) sits at the same table as all our middle-school friends, so it's Awks* for my me to sit there with all of them. Eventually it started feeling like they all hated me for what happened. And at least she's got the friends she needs to help her out. I feel guilty and sad as poop as well, but i guess i deserve to be the big loser here. I'm continuously losing my closeness with all my friends since it's so hard to sit at that table and stuff.( ugh what am i saying here) I'M JUST SO OSRRY OKAY?!?! EVERYTHING I DID! ALL THE BAD CHOICES I MADE, THE THINGS I DID THAT HURT YOU, AND THE THINGS I DID THAT HURT HER, AND THE THINGS I DID THAT MAKE ME SO SO SO GUILTY RIGHT NOW! .. i just wanna get it off my chest. I'm a bad friend, i couldn't even get you your birthday present, and i ignored you on halloween, but i did it because i swear you don't wanna talk to me anymore. I'm so sorry, and most of the things i did i can't even remember what.. i just know i've made really bad choices one after the other because i'm such an absolute dumbshit piece of trash who overthinks and is over-emotional and is just so damn stupid. I never wanted to hurt anyone. ._. I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm so FUCKING sorry ._. ...ugh grade 9 isn't going to be so fun for me~

The dumbass,
Oxygen Sharpiez.

Dear______,

I love you and you love me. But deep down you know that I miss him and I know that you miss her.

We're just holding on because they don't want us.

Can we still call this love?

Dear _____,
You can't control me. You may have power over me, but you can't control what I do. I love her, and I'm going to fucking be with her. You have no idea we've been sneaking around for two months now. And hell, it's been the best two months of my life. If you want to take away my happiness because it's "unnatural," then go to hell. I'm not sorry for being happy. I'm sorry that I have to call you my mother. My pissy homophobic mother. I know that if I were to tell you, you would hate me. You wouldn't accept me. You would ruin my life more than you already have. So when the day comes that you find out, I'm fucking ready. Because by then we'll have eloped and I'll never have to see your face again. Maybe when I'm gone you'll think about how I felt and how I actually love her. I'm sick of your bullshit.
Love is love.

Dear__________

I don't think your hanging out with the right crowd. You never talk to me. You didn't defend me when _____ told me to go away. Your not there for me anymore. YOU NEVER TALK TO ME. I bet _____ told you to stop talking to me. She probably never told you she calls me: the bitch who called me a bitch. You never come to me when you have a problem. ________ does!!!!! I don't hate you, I'm just disappointed. You are smarter than them, they'll lead you to wrong places. Like ____ made you smoke marijuana. You got in trouble. That's what I mean. I feel...you should be with other people. It's your life, I can't tell you what to do. It's only up to you.

Dear _______,

I know I annoy you a lot, even if you tell me I do not. I am constantly trying to think of what you think, or feel, and it gets me to the point where I start thinking bad things and doubt your love.

I don't want this, but I cannot help it.
I know it was something bad to fall in love with my two best friends, and even if you loved me, I chose him over you.
I confessed to ____ first, and you were the one to know about my love for him.

I kind of can imagine how bad you felt... I'm sorry about that.
We broke up shortly after though, so I made a mistake.
Now that you're back from hospital and talk less to me, I am still glad that you still love me.

After all you said yes when I brought my courage together to ask you out again...

I know it's silly to dream about us ever being together... But you said you would want to come to Europe for good. I was thinking about a lot of possibilities and doing researches how you could stay, but since we never really got into a deep conversation ever since you've been back, I never really got to tell you...

But whenever you asked me if I was okay, I would always ask you first, because my answer would be the same. If you were happy, then I would be happy too.


These are the things that bother me. You are a mysterious person after all, and I certainly did not fall for you because you are a gentleman...
I hope I can get to talk to you more soon...
I'll always wait for you. That's all I can do now.

Love you very much, Barb

_____,

I'll try make this short and to-the-point as people always called me blunt. But I will warn that my rants are rather long.

You know, for the past 2 years we hardly ever talk again. If we did, you would only ask school's assignments and the like. And when I wanted to start the conversation, people would join, take over, and you would forget about me. We hardly see each other now as our class is different.

You got new friends; lots of them. No, I will not fault them, you're awesome that's why they liked you. That's also why you befriend me too, you're just too nice for your own good. Remember _____? You also befriend her even if you had been bullied by her; not to mention she's a jerk, only 'cause she didn't have any friend that time (serves her right). She disliked me, so she took you all for herself and we began to see less and less of each other.

That was the start, this is the ending.

I don't know if maybe you liked your new friends better than the old, 4 years companion (me) or you just can't say no to them. I admit, I am a bit (or a lot more) dull and reserved than them. But I guess the saying:

"Make new friends and keep the old, one is silver and the other gold."

Didn't apply, huh?

Wish you the best,
your (ex)best friend.

Dear Jamie,

I just wanted to tell you that you acted like a real ass right now. I don't appreciate the vagueness or everything else. I don't know why I'm getting so upset at you, I just am. It was like you were the topper to the worst day ever that I can't even tell you, my friend, about. You'll judge me, because that's just who you are. That's one of the reasons I became friends with you. I needed you to tell me right from wrong, what to do. I've had enough of your opinions on me though. You make me feel worse about myself even if you're trying to have the opposite effect. I just want a hug. No matter how much I say I don't- I do. Feel free to spring one on me anytime, because I'm always in a dark place in my mind.

If you want to know the real me, I'll confess quick. I am a very touchy-feely person. Once I know you're staying with me, I'm the clingiest person you'll ever meet. I hate flowers. HATE them. They always die and it's depressing. I like the color green simply because I told myself to when I was little. It was my brother's favorite color and I wanted to have something in common with him. I'm really depressed and sad and scared. I have nightmares and constantly imagine ways to kill myself. The few joys I find myself in is laughing at really funny jokes. I also like eating mashed potatoes and bread. I am an artist with no future. I'm scared of the future. I don't know what I want to do or who I want to be. I tell people I want to be a writer or therapist or in stage design, but I'm lying. I've never stuck with anything my entire life and even if I got a job I would quit because I know myself- I would eventually get bored. My brother died before I was born. I was a mistake conception. I hate my father, though he is a "Good" man. I don't understand your attachment to Nicky. Were you two dating? It seems like she doesn't give a damn about you. She should. You're a great guy with his own problems. I can see us being friends for a long time, so long as you keep your distance.

I don't appreciate anything you did today. Maybe it's just me, or maybe it really was you. Maybe, even if it was a good day you still would have made me feel bad. Like I'm stupid or inferior. Like I'm just unreasonable and worthless.

I hope I'm really not.

Sincerely,
Sasha

Dear ____,

QUIT FUCKING ABUSING ME! I know you mean it as a joke, and do it playfully, BUT DO YOU UNDERSTAND THAT I ONLY HAVE 6 WALLS LEFT? All of you and your damn gossip and glitter is getting to my head, AND IF YOU SLAP ME ACROSS THE HEAD ONE MORE TIME, I'LL FUCKING GRAB YOUR HAND AND EAT IT. I already fucking TOLD you my physical state is worn down, and I can't take it anymore! BUT NOOOOOO! "Oh, let's hit Kalin some more until she finally loses her walls!" FUCKING NO. I need my two physical walls to keep me from crying and shit for if I get pushed down on concrete or something. MY WALLS ARE NOT YOUR TOYS! You know what? I MIGHT ACTUALLY REPORT YOU FOR HARRASSMENT! And don't even get me STARTED on my mental and emotional state!

"Gosh darn Kalin, you're so smart!"

"DAMMIT KALIN QUIT BEING AN IDIOT AND PAY ATTENTION!"

HOW CAN I?! You've already busted my fucking eardrum, WHAT ELSE COULD YOU POSSIBLY WANT?! I don't give a single SHIT if your parents are rich and your nails cost $200! I'LL FUCKING BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF YOU! No one cares if your $500 pants are dirty! THE WORLD DOESN'T REVOLVE AROUND YOU. Hell, you don't even deserve this kind of treatment! I try hard to be nice, BUT BITCH YOU'RE DEAD.

P.S Tell your pep squad to spray their perfume on the west pillar.

-WITH SO MUCH RAGE AND ANGER

Kalin, bitch.

Dear __,

Sorry, I didn't express my feelings for you fast enough -_- I know I can't express myself well infront of people especially you but I just want to say I know it's hard to express our love to each other because we are still SNSD but I just want you to know that every little things I did to you is coming from the bottom of my heart TaeTae..

Dear, ______
I am sorry that I wasn't good enough for you. I understand that you never truly wanted me, I mean, she is VERY pretty compared to me. I just wish that you told me before I started to fall for you! My friends all think that I am a complete idiot for falling for you! but I think I was smart, because now I know not to fall so easly and that some people just aren't ment to be.

Thank you for helping me understand myself and people around me.
It was lovely knowing you!

From
Ai Hokkaio

Dear,____

Okay please will you SHUT THE FUCK UP! for a few goddamn minutes. I swear to god if I hear one more goddamn squeal from you I will fuck rip out your vocal cords with my bare hands.
It's good to say you're pretty and everything but you're not the prettiest in the world I don't give if your boobs are bigger than mine I could fucking careless. But please just shut up and stop trying to act all innocent it doesn't make you more attractive

From me

Dear_______,
Do you like me? The suspense is killing me. It's so strange how we've known each other for 4 years but we never actually KNEW each other. It's funny, remember in 8th grade when all the girls (and maybe even some guys) had a crush on you? 3 of my closest friends liked you sooooo much, on even thought you were her soulmate. Of course though, I was the only one not to be emanciated by your beauty and kindness; I did not like you like that. I mean, I've always thought you seemed like a cool guy, but I was shy and you stuck to your group and I stuck to mine, even if they were intertwined. We actually have barely talked until this year. We've both been pretty ignorant of each other for the past few years. I remember one of my friends told me you were going to move to Vegas this year and at first I didn't care. I just thought nothing of it. Then I heard you were having family troubles and probably wouldn't be moving for a while. Now, ever since we started talking and becom friends, I would be devestated if you left. I hope you can just wait it out until senior year, that would be amazing. I remember the first time we ever spoke to each other. I don't even know why I remember this, I probably shouldn't because it was so trivial. But when you moved here in 7th grade, we were in the same science class. The first week of school, while I was walking to the bus, you looked at me and said hi :) I was so startled that you actually talked to me that I said hi real quietly and ran off. I regret not talking to you before now, but things happen for a reason. We hung out once with a bunch of people over summer, by accident actually, when you were hanging with a mutual friend and I was spending a day with my friend and his siblings and close friends before he went to college. We were walking to Moe's and saw you two on the way there. You guys were friends of the guy going to college we invited you along. That was the first time I actually had a conversation with you. Like, a legitimate conversation. I mainly talked with our mutual friend for a while about all this magick stuff we were involved in, but you joined other parts of the conversation to. It's so ironic actually, that that's what I was talking about, assuming you didn't know anything about the subject and that's what you were talking about with the mutual friend separately thinking I didn't know about it. When we got to the restaurant all 8 of us sat in a booth together but we had to pull over some extra chairs. I ended up sitting next to you :) I was so self-conscious though, I barely ate and smiled as much as possible. No one noticed, but I was still nervous like I always am in front of cute guys I don't often talk to. Isn't every girl? After we all finished and had to go home, you went to give us hugs. You were walking home with the mutual friend so you skipped him and went to hug college dude. I was the first one who ended up closest to you in our little clump so you walked over to me and said asked if you should hug me and answered your own question by saying "yeah, you get a hug :)" and we hugged. It was awesome ^_^ It might have been the fact that I've never kissed a guy or had a boyfriend, but that little action made my day. I regretted the fact I had dressed in such boring clothing that day, I didn't assume you would be there. Than, shortly after school started, our mutual friend mentioned to me that you were involved in this magick whatnot. He then mentioned to you that so was I. Eventually we all knew about each others involvement and actually started talking. Mutual Friend got a notebook for us to share and write about strange things that were happening that we kept in his locker. It was nice being able to actually talk to each other, say hi in the hallways, etc. Than we stayed after school one day at the library. You had homework to do and the club meeting I stayed after for was cancelled. Another mutual friend was with me who knew you better so you guys let me sit with both of you. We talked for a while and had some decent conversations, than one of our other friends came to join us. It was so funny because he was obviously high considering he had ditched last period to get high and came back to the school just to annoy us in the library. It was priceless. Than we made fun of him because he couldn't find the Perks of Being a Wallflower book even though he was standing in a row of at least 14 of them. He came over to our table to say he couldn't find them and then you walked over carrying this giant stack of Perks books just to prove your point; I couldn't stop laughing. Than our other mutual friend told you to return something for her and while you were gone, we made a plan to turtle your backpack. She went to distract you while me and my high friend emptied your bag, turned it inside out, and put everything back in. You were so pissed when you came back even though you were laughing just as much as we were. Than while you and our friend who's high wore off went to go get a text book from the math resource room, I did my mutual friend's math homework (because I was bored XD) and she found a pack of Uno cards in your bag. I felt bad to use them without your permission but figured why not? When you came back you just laughed and our no longer high friend joined our game while you finished your homework. It was so much fun. We kept distracting you but you didn't mind and random people kept joining or game. Good thing we're on good terms with the school librarian or we probably would have been kicked out :D Once it was time to go, you and the anti-high friend went to return your book while I went with our mutual friend to meet up with her bf. Once she met up with him, I went to my locker and waited in the main lobby. While I was there, I went called my sister but no one picked up and I saw you and anti-high friend out of the corner of my eye. I pretended like I was doing something on my phone so I could listen to your conversation (sorry ^_^) and I heard you say "Well I like Midori..." but then it was too quiet for me to hear the rest of it. Anti-high friend told you to be quiet and said "You know she's right over here." which was the truth. I was literally like 2ft away from you, not even. I looked at you both and you guys both looked up and waved awkwardly and said hi. I did too and after an awkward pause you guys went to finish your conversation in the commons. Since then I've been so confused. What was the rest of your sentence? Were you going to say you like me but only as a friend or that you liked me like like liked me? I haven't stop wondering about that. Than I saw you a few weeks ago before the hurricane because one of my friends saw you and made you give her a hug like you do with all of our friends. You saw me next to her and put a hand on my shoulder and we said hi and smiled. It's always nice how I see you after chem since you finish your art class really close to mine and we meet up and talk. But now that I have swim, after class finishes I can now see you while you go to AP bio and I go to Schola choir. Yesterday we talked in the hallway and I noticed you had an I See Stars t-shirt on. We both love them and you were talking about how you saw them and everything. I love how you always call me Dori and smile when you see me ;) It's better than when people call me by my full name. I think I might actually like you, but I'm really not sure. I've had my heart broken and trust shattered one too many times to give them up so easily. But if you do like me, tell me. Because I think the feeling might be mutual. Well, until then, good luck with everything. I'm glad we're friends even if we'll be nothing more than that <3
~Midori
P.S. I can't wait for Saturday! I heard you're coming too so I'm really excited. BaiBai!

>>202 I could just clap at that.

I think shes made a record for THE LONGEST COMMENT on any thread in the Dollars EVER!

dear____,
can i have some money? and anything you don't want give to me.
p.s. your annoying.

>>204 Actually, I've seen longer. I think it was from either Barabi or Leigha.

Dear___,
I always thought you were different, because you treated me like I was actual normal. With my mental disorder everyone always makes fun of me, but you always brought me back up and defended me. I know 15 is to young to know any better, but I love you! But now you wont talk to me, answer my calls, even a little wave doesn't come from your hand... It's been two months already. You say you still love me, but you just wanna be friends for now. I get it, okay? but being friends still means you have to interact with me and my multiple personalities. Please I just wanna know what i did to drive you away.... why can't you...why won't you... why can't, why won't I just forget you!!!!
Sincerly Sibi

Dear little brother,

I don't really know how to explain it propwrly but I miss you. I miss the fun, lovable boy you were when I met you.... Now you're so different from that time... I understand that a lot has happened to you and all I can say is that I'm sorry... That's all I can ever say... I'm pathetic I know... But. I can't help it... But I love you, I do, like a little brother... And so I always want to help you in any way I can... The problem is that whenever I try you push me away... You push away anyone who tries to help you...

Something's always happening to you or between us that makes you mad and push me away... But then it both worries me and makes me sad.... Both to a great extent... It seemss like I upse you almost everyday with something that I say... And I always feel so stupid and terrible after... And all I cado is say I'm sorry...

And he doesn't hate you either... Neither of us do... We're just... Worried... 'Cause everytime we try to help you you push us away.. And he tries as hard as I do sometimes.... He's trying his best but he doesn't wanna be pushed away anymore... And I'm the same ony I'm not goving up on you...

Truly yours, Celestial or Sally whichever you prefer
And P.S.if you do end up reading this.... There's something I wanna talk to you about. Don't worry its a good thing :)

Dear Emberlyn,

I know you don't even come on here anymore, and I'm not even sure why I am doing this. Maybe I just need to get out what I feel, who knows with me, right? I know I fucked up; don't you ever doubt that. I am aware I am an idiot - I have gotten better since we left one another's life, but still learning. I don't doubt that I don't treat you as you probably truly deserved, I could have web much better. Even so, I also know I still love you and you still haunt my thoughts ad dreams. Even in the most random moment you come to mind, filling me with an ache that never really seems to fade. I don't want what we had, that is gone and dead; but I want to try again, more than anything. I want to show you I have changed, that I am aware of what my flaws were and are, and what I must do to fix them. All of this would be easier, happier, more fulfilling if I had you at my side again.

I was a bastard at times, and for that I am feel so bad. I never meant to hurt you, never fully realized what I had in you. I am very problemed, you may even say broken. After my parents divorce, when my mom got back on crank, all of that really fucked me. I thought years ago I had truly moved on, but damn was I wrong. I cheated on you, 3 times - I told you and you forgave. But the reason for my actions, insecurity. I never felt like I was a great guy, like I was attractive, like I was talented, like I would amount to shit; I hated myself and was so depressed. Few seemed to ever pay me mind, I seemed to fade into the background, but you had eyes for me at a time, to my surprise. Then, others began to show interest when I began to change, it caught me off guard. I wanted your affection, but we lived so far apart. when they came became touchy, I was overwhelmed and acted so damn stupidly... Then he came, Mr. Military, and caught your attention. It worried me very much, he seemed so much more successful and amazing than me. I became so scared of losing you, like when I lost so much in Stockton - you know what I am talking about... I let jealousy and fear rule me, and now you may be with him...to think I may have pushed you into his arms with my insecurities and jealousy. I truly was a pathetic fool, so inexperienced with people and life, naive as fuck though I wouldn't admit, too proud to admit I was wrong all those times, too weak-willed to change my wicked, self-destructive ways.

But I changed, I stopped being that boy. Now I am trying to be a man, I know I have to work hard. I've got myself into better habits, my mind is so much more straight. I have dropped down my stress levels, I've begun to learn to not sweat the small things. Still, I want you in my life, I want you in my arms. I want to hold you forever, and never again let go. I really fucked up, I really let you down; I want a chance to make it all right. But I don't think you will give me that chance. You promised we'd remain friends, and I was glad since we were ao close. Yet now you won't ever even text me, you seem so cold and uncaring to me. Perhaps I deserve it, maybe I am reaping what I sowed. I just wish I could prove to you that we are worth another attempt.

Dear...

You know how some people that there are two sides to every person, a yin, and a yang? Well…my Yang is getting to me…making me think about things…like what you’d said, and I quote ‘If I could date you, I would…but I can’t.’ Yin tells me that this is at least some form of a ‘win’ since no other girl has acted this way towards me…Yang on the other hand says different. Yang asks that what if you could date me? You won’t, because you’re ‘bisexual, but prefer women more’.

That is what’s going on in my mind when you see me, and you talk to me about how _____ is trying to change you, or she says you’re too goofy and shuts off your video call…or the fact that you two technically broke up. This also is thought of when you speak of ex-girlfriends, girls who hit on you, ex-boyfriends, and when you told me about the jerks that made you the way you are. Not all guys are like those idiots, you know that…it just seems you’ll only befriend them, nothing more…

And, I know I sound like a complete idiot for typing this up…but you know I’m just typing my real feelings…the ones that I can’t say nor really show. Heck, I’m even tearing up just typing this, because that’s how close you are to me….and because I’m listening to sad music…but that’s not the point!!!

…what I’ve been trying to get to in the past three paragraphs is something that I’ve been wanting to say to you…but I know you’re gonna be all ‘You know we can’t be’ or ‘You don’t mean that’…I do. And I know this is all weird to you, it is to me too…you’re my tiger lily…and although it’s not the ‘flower of love’ it’s my way of saying, in the words of Bruno Mars, you’re amazing, just the way you are…and no one can tell you otherwise.

Now please, whenever you read this, whether its tomorrow, or next week, or maybe 4-5 months from now after you finish that book for your on-off girlfriend…just think of me as the guy you know…not the extremely emotional, crying my eyes out from whatever this song is (Pandora won’t let me see the frigging name!!!), guy who’s typing this…okay?

Dear Life,

I love how you like to screw me over sometimes; it's such a treat.
How I can be face down in the mud, and you squish my head a little farther with your boot; it's all just to show me you care.
And then you expose to me, in the news or in books, how you treat others a little bit worse than myself, as a thoughtful reminder to count my blessings. But what is this? Oh, you also love to share in the very same ways how you treat others a little better, as a kind reminder to what blessings I don't have, and probably will never have before age 50.

To conclude, I'd like to thank you for the cards you've dealt me...

Without ever telling me how to play the game.

In Sincere Regards,

Magnolia~

Dear ______ ,

How did I fall for you so quickly? You swept me off of my feet(quite literally) and now I can't stop thinking about you.

You're something different, something meaningful. You live with a purpose, and I can't get over how attracted I am to you.

I've had crushes before, but I feel like this is something different. I don't care if we never even date (despite how much I want that), I just want you to be happy and I want you to stay in my life.

I feel so special when you even look at me, let alone give me as much attention as you do.

You're so charming, I just can't get over it. I can never seem to stop smiling when I'm with you.

I know this is really sappy, but it's all the truth. I care about you, and I want to be closer to you.

Please tell me you feel the same?

~Em

Dear _____,
I love squeezing u sometimes when we hug, I just don't wanna ever let go, I <3 hugging, u especially. When I think about u, I think, d*** I love u! I'd be too shy or nervous to ever say that aloud to u though ;-;
It'd be nice to be able to call u to just talk w/ u if something's bothering me, something's on my mind, or definitely if I'm upset. When I need someone to talk to, you're the 1st person that comes to my mind to call/talk to. I know your phone doesn't work when it comes to calling someone or answering the phone... but isn't that what phones are for? Get it fixed or get a new phone. Yes I know u can text, but it's hard to convey emotion w/ out hearing the other's voice. Just hearing your voice would make me feel better if I were down.
I love writing u the little notes that I write for u when I'm in class, that I give u when I see you on our way to our next classes. I write them cause they're things I'd turn red if I said them aloud to u. Also, knowing that u reading it once you're in your class and it makes u smile, makes me smile :) I feel so weird XD
I'm sorry you're so ticklish and I'm not ticklish at all whatsoever ;) I shall win every tickle war with u.
I absolutely love when u lift me up off my feet when we hug and I hug onto u tighter cause I get a tad scared when someone lifts me up. ^w^
Oh my dear _____, when will we ever get to have our first kisses? XD I think that others would think that we're 'patient'... but NO nononononono NO no... the truth is I'm deeply raging inside with the desire to kiss you(Could you be raging too?!) When I start thinking about this, I immediately want to go to you. I'm very nervous and shy when it comes to it and I turn red, but idk about how you feel about it when it comes to it.
What'd u think when you 1st realized I whispered at the end of my sentences sometimes XD

I've already done like 5, so why not!

Dear ________,

I'd like to say I'm going to miss you. I'd like to say I cried when you started ignoring me and eventually told me after I repeatedly pestered you. I'd really like to say that there's a hole in my life no one can fill.
But I can't say any of those.
I guess since you threw away my friendship so easily, you can't say any of them either, right?
You said you have lots of fun memories you'll never forget.
Yeah right.
Don't even bother trying to make me feel better. You just start ignoring me without any warning and being a total bitch?
Maybe Irene is right; maybe you are a psychopathic bitch.
I really wonder if it would've been so hard to tell me exactly what I was doing wrong. Saying I wasn't being supportive wasn't exactly helpful; I always tried to listen, but you wouldn't tell me.
Yes, okay, I judged you. I judge everyone. You're also a whiny brat; you whine your life sucks because you can't get over the past and you think everyone hates you. I cannot stand people who do that. In this case, you're right, I wasn't supportive.
But you wouldn't tell me anything else.
You ranted on and on and on to Lukas about what a terrible friend I was; I never listened to you, I didn't support you, I didn't understand you... bla bla bla.
And when Jackson made you cry, I was your shoulder to cry on.
But I guess he's more fun to hang out with, because obviously a stoner 'understands' you better than the one you've known for 6 years? Right, of course.
I can't even remember where I was going with this.
But you know what?
I'm a lot happier without you around.
You're right, it was an unhealthy friendship.
I couldn't bring myself to tell you what a bitch you are because I didn't want to hurt your feelings - because I'm a good person.
But you can turn around and do it to me. You can go around telling ANYONE who so much as says hi to you what a terrible friend I am. You can backstab me all you want, of course.
And I do have someone to fill your place.
You must've known from the start that I liked Kaytlin ten times more than I ever liked you. She's funny and nice and doesn't constantly whine about her life, and we actually have things in common.
I also wonder how you went from having a crush on me to suddenly throwing me out into the cold.
Psychopathic bitch?
Yeah, I'm starting to think so.
I was the one who volunteered to kiss you, just because you were curious about your sexuality. Did anyone else offer? No. I liked someone at the time, even, and I still offered.
But obviously that all means nothing.
So have a nice life of wallowing in self-pity.

Love,
Your ex best friend <3

Dear every goddamn person in real life,

Stop talking to me.
Can't you see you're making me uncomfortable.
Honestly I don't hate you, I just hate people in general.
I don't understand people and I'm incapable of not feeling awkward around everyone.
It's not that I dislike chatting, it's just difficult and I need a break sometimes.
I begin to feel like I'm suffocating the longer I am forced to carry on a conversation or be around too many people.
So I'm sorry, I don't dislike you, I want to be friends, but kindly shut the fuck up for a little while so I can relax.
Sorry.

Dear Mom & Dad,

I'm pretty. I make good grades. I'm athletic. I'm smart. I'm popular. I'm talented. I've never gotten into any trouble. I have so many opportunities laid out in front of me for my future...

But you don't seem to care. No matter how hard I try, I'm not good enough. I'll never be good enough.

You guys don't know me. Even my friends don't. I feel so utterly alone, even when I'm surrounded by people.

I'm sorry I'm not perfect. I'm sorry that the birth of your daughter was "last thing you ever wanted". I'm sorry that you were probably too drunk to even realize all of the awful things I heard last night before I ran out of the house. I'm sorry you rely on alcohol so much that you can't even realize how depressed I've been for so long.

I figured everything out. And I now I get it. It's all my fault. If I hadn't been born, you two wouldn't have been forced to get married and pretend like you loved each other all of these years.

So, go ahead. Get a divorce. Tear my life apart. It's alright. Because it had always just been pieces taped together anyway.

I'm tired of pretending like everything is okay. I'm tired of forcing a smile and trying to be "perfect".

So I'm done.

Your daughter,
Em

Dear Em,
I know how you feel. Depressed, alone, hurt. You feel like no one understands you or that no one even WANTS to understand you. This pain that you feel hurts so much sometimes that you just want to give up because you feel like everything's falling apart around you and that there's absolutely nothing that you can do about it. But I want to tell you something. I want to tell you that you aren't alone. This is a message for you and also for anyone who comes across this as well who feel alone, hurt, depressed, worthless, etc.
You might think that life isn't worth living. Well I'm going to tell you about my past; the pain, depression, and struggles I've had to live with as well...

It started when I was about 4 or 5 years old, my father and my mother started to fight a lot. there were lots of things being thrown and so much screaming. They were getting a divorce, and of course I'm like really young and so one of the first thoughts that starts going through my head is "is this my fault? Am I the reason that they're fighting? If I did something wrong, I wish they would just tell me." After a lot of fighting between them, my father leaves, and one day, when my brother, mother, and I weren't home, My father comes in and steals a bunch of stuff. He takes furniture, kitchen supplies, pictures, even my mothers bed. and he takes all of this stuff to the apartment that he moved into with this girl that he was cheating with (that's one reason why there was lots of screaming.). Funny, the person he was cheating with was named Andie, she's my stepmother now. When he left, we were running low on cash and stuff and because my mother didn't have a bed, my brother and I slept in the family room with my mother on the floor. After a little time, my mother meets Curt (stepdad). If she didn't meet him, I don't know where we all would be now. we would've lost our house and stuff . Curt helped us revive our home and we slowly picked ourselves up. My mother later told me that before my father left, he told my mom that he was going to make our little family suffer. and she pleaded "What about the kids!? OUR kids? Your own children?"... and he says, "What about them?"...

So time goes on, years pass and things begin to get normal and stuff. Curt is with us, I go to my fathers house every other weekend. It wasn't until about the 4th grade that things started to get bad again. My father has always wanted me to grow up and make something of myself, try my best no matter what. So in the 4th grade, he started getting a little too serious. If I got a bad grade like a low B or something, I got yelled at. Lower than a low C would be a backhand. I felt so bad. I just wanted to make my father happy, but I couldn't always do that. It was also around this time where I started to get into fights with my mother. Everything was going wrong now. And by the end of the 4th grade, I began to feel alone. I felt like my friends have started to drift away, and now I only have a couple of good ones that I could actually call "friend". I didn't understand. Why didn't people love me? I didn't do anything wrong. Why did my father always hit me? Why did I start getting into fights with my mother? I didn't know what to think anymore, and so I blamed it on the only person that for some reason at the time seemed reasonable - God. By the end of 4th grade, in the summer before 5th, I became an Athiest.

In the 5th grade, I started making friends with the wrong types of people. People who were older than me, they smoked and drank. Cussed and fought a lot. I started cussing a little bit around this part of my life, trying to fit in. I would join some people and go to parties and stuff. I found that alcohol wasn't really that bad. I had a group that I always hung out with out of school, and on the weekends mostly. . You couldn't really call us a gang, we didn't like tag up places all the time and we didn't get into random fights with people for no apparent reason... There was always some reason as to why we hurt people... I hurt plenty of people when I was told to. I didn't break anyone's bones (from what I know), I didn't like that kind of stuff... I was kind of worse I liked making people bleed. Back then, I loved seeing people beg on the ground... It was terrible So many people cried up to me and asked me to stop... and I didn't... I will never forget the look in their eyes. Fear, Pain. Tears falling. It was just terrible, but it's how I lived. It's how we all lived. My mother and I started to get into more fights about anything and everything. Whether it was something serious, or just something really small, we fought. And when I ran cross country, I would have to get better than 10th place, or else my father wouldn't be pleased. Called a failure, loser, weak. Nothing...

This stuff continues to go on to the 6th grade... The 6th grade was probably the worse year of my life. in the beginning of the year, I had this friend who loved to go out to the parties that we all went to. (I never got drunk by the way, I wasn't like that, I just did it because I wanted to be accepted, but I also wanted to remember what I did that day too, so I didn't get drunk.) One day, there was this party that one of my friends (not a really good friend, more of an acquaintance) wanted to go to, but for some reason, I didn't have a good feeling about this party. Ever since I became an atheist, I haven't had any real feelings like this, until now. I told him not to go, he asked me why, and I just told him that I didn't really have a good feeling about him going. He said whatever and was gonna go anyway. I told him that I was going to fight him to make sure he wouldn't go. We fought that night for a little while. Throwing punches, kicking, tackling. He eventually beat me though, and I laid there on the ground as he got up, and I just shouted to him "Fine! Go then, I don't care!".... I wish I was stronger back then... he went to the party and I never saw him again. No one really told me what happened but no one needed to describe anything. He was dead. Maybe he drank too much and did something stupid, who knows... but if I was stronger ... just a little big stronger, maybe he would still be here. I wasn't great friends with him, but he was still a person. It still hurt.

The rest of the group and I (after a little while) just went along with life like nothing happened. We still remembered him, but we didn't talk about him. It was sad. It was like no one cared. It was like how I felt. Why would anyone care for me? I'm just a misfit, I don't belong anywhere, that's why I'm here with these people.
Now there was this one guy in our group who I was friends with - he was my bestfriend lol. He was the only one in the group that was different. He drank sometimes, but that was it. He didn't cuss or anything. He was great and him and I hung out all the time. We would always talk about stuff and do stuff together whenever we got the group together and stuff. He would always protect me in dangerous situations, like a fight gone bad or something. He was always there for me and I was always there for him. I remember this one conversation that I had with him, we talked about God. It was a beautiful night, and we were sitting down at a park and stuff and he looks to the sky and says to me "hey Andrew?" I said yeah? He asks me, "Do you ever think past the stars?" "what?" "You know, like do you ever wonder if there's anything or anyone out there just watching over us all. Holding everything together. Didn't you believe in that stuff, Andrew?" And I replied, "No. Who would think of shit like that? It's ridiculous." It was silent for a moment and he says, "I think about that kind of stuff, Andrew. I don't want to feel alone, its depressing. and you shouldn't talk like that." "Whatever," I said. He's such a great man, he always was ... (I'm going to continue in my next reply)

... Then there was the night. We were fighting one night, I don't remember what we were fighting about, but it was really bad. We were yelling at each other, throw a couple punches and stuff. And then, I said to him something that I shouldn't have. I called him a bastard and a couple other things and I told him that he was just some stupid, depressed, worthless human being. No one cared for him. I told him that his father hits him because he's useless. and I told him that he should just go kill himself because he was all alone anyways. No one would care if he died. Then it got silent. It seemed like everything in that moment just stopped. Time stood still. Silence. He stared into my eyes and I stared back at his. Then, as we stood there staring, I saw his eyes darken. It was like all the light was drained. He hung his head a little and said "You know, Andrew... You're probably right." He walked away and I watched him leave. My heart sank when I saw him disappear into the blackness of the night. A feeling hit me, something that I can't really describe in words. I wanted to chase after him and apologize, but I didn't. I was too prideful to apologize to someone, it would make me look low. But my body was urging me to run in a dead sprint towards him... I know now that it wasn't my body forcing me to follow him, it was God pushing me forward. But I didn't listen. I turned away and went home. The next day I went to the group again at night. When I met up with them in the regular meeting area, everyone was silent. I asked someone what was wrong, and they looked up at me and it was the first time I saw tears in this person's eyes... my friend went home that last night, took his father's gun, and committed suicide.

March 23rd... That's when he died
My bestfriend's gone... and it's my fault I killed him, I thought. I fell under a state of depression that was worse than any depression I've ever felt before. I wouldn't eat, couldn't sleep. after about a week I made my decision - I'm going to take my own life. I had everything planned out. How I was going to do it, when I was going to do it. No one would care if I died. I'm not loved anyway, I'm just a burden in peoples life. My father hates me, my mother and I get into lots of fights anyways so she would finally be able to calm down if I left. The night came. I had the pills ready. It was nice night, full moon. My letter was written and left in my room. I went outside and looked up at the moon. Hesitation. In a way, I didn't want to do it. I was scared. But I fought through it. I put the pills in my mouth... and that's when I felt Him. The feeling was all through my body. And it was like something whispered to me "No. Stop." I spit out the pills, and I started to cry. I fell to my knees, clasped my hands together, and began to pray.

I didn't know what to pray for, or really who I was praying to, but I prayed. I begged and pleaded out for anyone to hear my cry. I didn't want to be alone anymore. I wanted to be forgiven. I prayed to be loved. Before the 7th grade, I was agnostic. I looked up different religions/beliefs and I finally came upon Christianity again. It was the only one that really made sense to me. It felt nice when I read about Jesus dying and everything God has done for us. So near the beginning of 7th grade, maybe a little after it started, I converted to Christianity I stopped hanging out with the people I used to hang out with and I suddenly didn't really feel that alone anymore. And so it went on from there I grew in my relationship with God and after 7th grade had started, some amazing things happened. My mother and I started getting into less fights. Lots of things happened, one of the most amazing though was once after a cross country race, I got 3rd but I was really close to 2nd place. I went up to my father and I started to apologize to him, I told him I was sorry that I didn't beat 2nd place and stuff... and my father wrapped his arms around me and said "Andrew, you were amazing. I'm so proud of you." I started to cry and I hugged him back.

So, there you have it :) There's a big majority of my life. I'm 16 now, and of course there are some times where things can get pretty rough around the house and stuff, but everything seems to be a whole lot better now than what my life was before.
Em, never give up. Like you said in your letter to your mother and father, you have so many opportunities laid out for you for your future. You know you're beautiful and smart and talented, and whatever your parents say or do isn't going to change who you are. I know that life is hard, but you have to fight whatever road blocks come your way. you've just gotta stay positive :) Don't blame everything on yourself because I bet you don't really cause any problems at all. If your parents decide to get a divorce, then that's their decision. And I don't know if you believe in God or if you're an Atheist, but I want to tell you this: You are perfect. You were created for a purpose and even if you don't believe it, I believe that God has a plan for your life :) Pursue your talents and be extraordinary :D you are worth more than you think. Even in Durarara, Celty says in episode 2 I believe something like this to the girl who jumped from the building: "Life isn't as cruel as you think it to be." and after experiencing everything that I've seen, heard, done, etc and looking back on EVERYTHING, I'm telling you that what Celty is saying is true. Life is beautiful. Life is so wonderful. And the best part about everything is: So are you. If you ever want to talk about anything, let me know :)

Sincerely,
Katoteshi-Kumei

Dear little brother,

I dont know where things went wrong… Today we called it quits…. I said that I would close myself off to you completely… But it still hurts… After you logged out of our chat, my heart just broke…. I was in school and I was on the brink of crying. I was so close to it that i was screaming and crying on the inside. i remember I felt this way when my dad hurt me too…

I don't understand… I don't understand at all… Why some of the most important people in my life tend to hurt me as much as they do… Last week my grandmother said to my grandfather that I'm sick in the head and she knew I could hear. She was talking about my stomach problems I've been having, everyone thinks I'm anorexic but I'm not. Not even close. No one knows me like you and He do, and you know who He is. You were my little brother, and he is my boyfriend. I've noticed that you were jealous of him a lot, even though you would never admit it to me or even anyone else for that matter.

But I still would've liked to have kept things going… You did have a hand in knowing how to make me happy…. Lately all you've done is hurt me and make me sad… And I've had enough…. I am going to close myself off to you, 'cause it was a mistake to let you in anyways… I did love you… You were my brother… And it hurts to end things with you… But I can't leave myself so open anymore…. I will always keep close those I have now…. I'll do my best to keep them by my side….Because I obviously didn't try hard enough with you…..

I would ask for another chance but you would push me away again and I would get hurt again… I'm always afraid of getting hurt…. So… Technically… YOU are my worst fear…. My nightmare incarnate,,,, And yet I still loved you…. Right up until the end and still…. Its so hard for me to close myself off to someone who's already so deep in my heart….. You never hurt me like my mother or father did… But you still hurt me time and again….

I think now I'm just rambling on… I do that a lot when I'm upset…. I can't seem to find your letter her to me, which is sad because I was going to reference from it… Anyway I have to wrap this up….. This is goodbye little brother…. I did love you…

Celestial

Dear ____,

I don't know why, but everything about you seems to annoy me. I guess you could say it's partly due to everything that happened last year. But I'd like to think that none of that bothers me anymore. The thing that does bother me, though, is how you blindly can use people. You know exactly the people I'm on about, too. But, their too kindhearted and -probably- too in love with you to give two fucks. Another thing, your so two faced, no, more than that. I don't understand how you can hold that much fakery on your shoulders. You used to constantly bitch about the people who you considered friends, but as soon as they entered the room, you'd put on a smile, and act like NOTHING happened. It bugs me. Always has. But unlike you, I am able to say things to your face, as i have before. I would be fine to leave you be, and let it crash in your face, as you deserve. But to be honest, others, my friends who still actually like you and cannot see the true bitch you are, will get hurt. And your not worth their pain.
N'or this letter.


So, goodbye.
Sincerely, -----BZT0RA.

Dear ___________,
I really really really like to eat burgers
Could you make me some that would be nice i havent had your cooking in a while since when you stopped talking to me as much
also i love you
So have fun and goodbye
Sincerely - Sama Kime

Dear ___________,
I really really really like to eat burgers
Could you make me some that would be nice i havent had your cooking in a while since when you stopped talking to me as much
also i love you
So have fun and goodbye
Sincerely - Sama Kime

Dear _____,
I wish I could tell you I like you, or even just start flirting with you or something to start a personal relationship. Sadly though, my low self esteem ruins crushes for me before I even act on them. The best moments of my day are the small gifts of time I will spend with you if chance allows it. I know you are a busy person and I don't want to put any extra stress on you so maybe I should just tell you that if you ever have the time, I would love to go the the movies or go on a date. I think it's awesome you are devoted to school and I wish I could be more like you in that regard. You're really genuinely kind and like so many of the same things. You're just awesome, enough said.
Sincerely - your friend

Dear little brother,

I know I already said my goodbyes to you in my last letter, and I know I said I was done with you... But... It still hurts... I don want to completely cast you off or remove you from my life... Because I still love you as my brother... I don't know if I'm insane or what, but I want to take back everything I said about ending things... 'Cause I know you're hurting too...

I just wish everything could go back to the way things were before I messed everything up... Before I said what I did that day in the chatroom about him being there too, when I was already in another room with him.... But I'm not sure if I explained it properly... I only meant that I wanted the three of us in one room together... That's all... I didn't mean for you to actually go get him.... But that was my own mistake... I'm stupid, I'm sick in the head... Yeah... Maybe all the negative things people say about me are true.... But I never intend for anything bad to happen.... Ever....

You say no one can understand you and so you push everyone away because of that.... Well I want to understand you... I won't say that I understand what you're going through until you actually talk to me about it if I do understand.... But you know what....? Right now I understand how you feel... Because I miss you and it hurts to give up on you and I don't want to push you away anymore... Since our fight the other day I've been feeling so bad about myself....

I still want to fix things if I can... But I'm afraid of messing up again..... I realize how much of an idiot I am for messing up in the first place... Only this last time I don't know what I did... But I want to know so I can fix that too... And I know that all I can say is sorry and I hate how pathetic it is...

I've been seriously contemplating cutting myself again... I used to, I did, but I'd never tell Him that because he worries enough about me already... I'm telling you because I trust you not to tell him... I trust you with a lot of dark things about me... But I also want to share happy things with you as well... I want you to be my little brother again if that's possible...?

Maybe not after all I've done to you... You probably hate me, right...? I'm so so so so sorry... Very sorry... For everytime I've wronged you... And I miss you.... Please come back...? Please...? Tell me what you think... Plese little brother don't let this be goodbye... :'(

Sincerely, Celestial

Dear ______ ,

You know I love you and I'll always be there for you. You have to know that by now.

I know we have sort of a rough history. When we first met, I hated your guts. You were my my closest female friend's boyfriend, and I was kind of jealous. Then I got to actually know you... and we even became friends. I found out you weren't just some punk who got under my skin and I came to realize that you meant a lot to me. You guys had already broken up, and she and I were slowly drifting apart. I had known you liked me for a while, but I didn't realize I had feelings for you for a very long time. And then we dated... and then we broke-up. Somehow, that didn't effect our relationship at all, and just made us closer friends.

You're the only person in the world who I can wholeheartedly say I can talk to about anything at all. You know me better than anyone, and I value every moment with you like it's my last. I want you to stay in my life. I don't want my best friend to just fade away because he's moving and will be attending a different school.

I know I give you a hard time, I tease you, I argue with you, and we have our rough times every now and again... but I really do care about you, and I have no idea what I would do without you in my life.

I love you so much, it hurts. I swear, we were meant to be siblings.

~Em

Dear ______,
As I right this, I have tears in my eyes. I just want to help. I want to hear your problems and tell you it's alright, like I did that night, that you kissed me... I'm not trying to be over-protective over you. It's in my nature to care. You knew this when we both started this relationship. Please don't get angry with me for caring. I'm just really worried about you. Don't ignore me anymore... Please... xx
With love (I know you "don't do that" but I'm saying it anyway)
From DN
P.S. Even if you don't listen, or if you never see this, I still want you to get well soon...

Dear Jessie-

Hey. So. I wanted to let you know that I miss you. Alot. I miss you so much that I literally can feel a pain in my chest. Is this what despair, loneliness, true sadness... is this what it feels like?

I know that we met under...weird, I guess, circumstances. Hamacon, huh? Haha. Yeah... I've replayed that scene with you and the guys outside of that building at least 50 times. I remember feeling that rush of happiness when you picked me up and slung me over your shoulder.

That moment when you started playing that song? Haha! I remember that I felt totally silly, and when I told you I couldn't sing in Japanese, in that moment, I wished that I could.

I wish I'd given you my email. Knowing that I'll probably never see you again breaks my heart. I was serious, you know, when I "signed" that "contract" that you made with the air. I just... I don't care, really, whether we are involved romantically or just as friends. I just want to talk to you again, Jessie.

I miss you! I can't wait till June so that I can go to the 3-Day Con and see if you're there. You and Riku, you two... man...

I just loved that we'd hug every time we saw each other in the halls of that building. I want to talk to you again... I miss you... Please, please go to the 3-Day Con so that I can see you again. Please...

-The Hatsune Miku Cosplayer, Your "Little Sister"

Dear _____,

I was looking for you at the loading the loading zone before I was supposed to get on the bus...just to hug ya one last time before the Thanksgiving break. I saw you heading up, or at least I thought I did, but when I got out, my bus was already leaving, so I had to leave. I'm sure you're probably upset you weren't able to see me one last time before break, but hey, I tried.

Anyway, I remember what you'd said the other day, about how you said you'd go nuts without seeing me for a week. I was actually gonna say something to you like 'And then after break, we only have 3 weeks before we leave school again for Christmas break'. Though I didn't say it, because I'm not that rude to you.

I also remember some of the stuff you've said throughout the past few days...including about what your mother said about me, and how you almost lost the chance to see your girlfriend for what you replied to your mother. Heh, brought a smile to my face for a few moments. But, what you said to me, about it almost being your three month anniversary with your girlfriend, yet she'd broken up with you...twice already. I'm sorry to ask, but why stay with her? I know you say you're happy to be with her and vice versa...how do you know she's not gonna break her promise, y'know, the one where she said she wasn't gonna break up with you again? Sigh, might not accept my opinion, but I give you 4-5 weeks tops before she breaks up again...and if your rules in dating are like rules in Baseball; three strikes and she's out.

Heh, guess this isn't a 'depressing letter' as you've called it for the past few weeks...and who knows, maybe you, and the other two may see this over the week...all I know is, it might only be a week, but I'm gonna miss you.

Signed,
Diamond

Dear _____,

I know you care about me, but can you do it less of an asshole way? It makes me want to talk to you less because you're always lecturing me about life. At least, try to encourage me to do more than I am doing right now. All I can see is a person who loves torturing and talking behind other people's backs. It pisses me off! I don't want to listen to you rant about people's failures. You don't know them! You don't know me!! How about you shut up before doing some research about people?!!
Like I said, I know you care about me, but all I want is some encouragement. Lecturing me will only push me to my limit. I've almost had it with you, stupid brother.

Your little sister,
Yamie

Dear my dear _____,
Thank you so much for today on my birthday. I enjoyed being with you today at my birthday party. Thank you for the thoughtful gifts of art supplies <3 I love them. I'm not quite sure how to make the bracelets though but I'll figure it out. Today was great. Everyone just left, my mom took my siblings to their dads and only I'm home.
Finally I don't have to hold in the tears I've been holding in today since no one else is here... I'm happy for you since you know what you want to do after highschool. In July you're going to this bootcamp for 8 months since you'll be graduated from highschool by then. You'll be training for the Airforce. Why am I crying, I don't understand? Shouldn't I be happy for you?? I support you going into the Airforce, but I care for you so much. I love you my dear _____ TT~TT

OTB

Dear ________,

Why…why is it that you appear after all these years? I’d moved on from you, yet…you’re still there. Grr, sometimes I just hate my friggen dreams, wanting me to believe you’re there, even after the past 5 years you’ve been gone…but you won’t come back. Not ever…

The past few years have been harsh on me…you were actually the closest person to me in that time too. You had acted like an older sister to me, and although I was a slight bit younger, I knew I’d have to protect you…but you told me you didn’t need my help, when you needed it most. At times, it made me feel a bit useless.

I remember how you’d come and gone, at least you left peacefully…but I don’t care how many times the thoughts go to my head, your father will always be the jerk that you told me. When you tried calling the child protection services, and how he beat you for it…how you tried to find your mom, and your older brother, and when you did you were practically sentenced for life. You knew my dad was a cop…why didn’t you ask us for help? We could have put your dad to jail for life, but you didn’t want that, did you? You wanted to stay with him because you believed that deep inside, he loved you back.

But now…look at you…if you can. Five years since the incident…since you passed on to be with the Lord…since your dad tried putting a bullet in my head. He could sense the connection we held…the close connection. He also knew of the power my dad held in the law, and told me, directly, that if there was any way to evade the law, was to put a bullet in a sheriff’s child’s skull…but you protected me, when I tried to protect you. And now, you’re gone…and I blame myself for what had happened. My actions, to save you…put you in a grave…and on a one way ticket to true peace and happiness…

Your dad’s been sentenced to life, your mother and brother still mention to me about how much when you tried calling, you told them about me…they even let me say a few things at your funeral. It’s been hard for the three of us, and it may never loosen up.

Looking back now, I’m glad that you’ve reached heaven…at least you won’t have to deal with ‘him’ anymore. But…wherever you are, I want you to know this; It may have just been puppy love, or whatever they call it nowadays…but I loved you…and there’s no one in the world who can make me change my thoughts…

Sincerely,

Diamond…

Dear dad,

I know you're busy doing your scout work and solving those bullshit cases of yours with those positively moronic clients, but have some sense and at least care if your own daughter twisted her ankle or got crushed by three of her classmates. Why do you constantly yell at me and say I have issues? You used to tell me that for one problem there were three good things about someone but you never say anything good about me. I fucking hate you. I don't want to associate with you anymore.

From,
Your "failure lazy bum idiot" daughter

P.S. Don't ever force me to go with you out somewhere ever again, it always turns out as a bullshit father daughter girly thing. You know I hate girly things.

Dear ______,

I like you really really much. You know that. But how do you feel about me? Well, you said a few times to me, that the best for a guy is to have a girl he likes and so on... and I know, that you talked about me. But if so, why do you never exactly say: I LOVE YOU or at least: I LIKE YOU... just try... Also I can't understand, why do you forget dates... I wait for you the whole day, and then you just say: well, I forgot... how can you, if you really like me?? HOW? It's depressing to be always the one who wait. Or if you don't like me, tell me so, because I can't stand it any longer... Every time I ask you, if you wanna brake up (whatever we have) you say: no, no way!! That would be terrible! So why if you don't want to... why do you hurt me that much? Ever and ever again...

Love ~AI~

Dear Brandon,
So tomorrow is my birthday... But you aren't going to say anything to me are you.... I'm half tempted to just get drunk tonight and either make my parents let me stay home or come to school with a hangover. I'm probly gonna cry tomorrow either way. I'll hear happy birthday from everyone but you. h ya, did I mention someones asking me out tomorrow. They are letting me use them to make you jealous, but you won't notice, your to busy snogging that priss Kat. She's just using you, your just her rebound. but you won't listen to me will you. Do I even exist to you anymore? It doesn't seem that way, you won't talk to me, you won't answer my calls or texts. Hell the only interaction was when I went to the play you were in and there was thirty seconds of eye contact. -_- I'm just gonna spend the rest of the night getting drunk. So have fun with your life my dear Oberon.
XOXO, not
Sibi/Aero

Dear R,

Alright, I'll admit it, I'm still not completely over you. Every morning when I check my phone, my eyes always hover over your last text. "What, am I not important enough to reply to :P" And dammit, I'm trying, and trying and trying so hard to forget you, just to get you off my mind for at least one day. But I'll be honest here, I miss you. I miss your super nerdy lectures about how to get the correct angle measurement and all that silly math stuff I can never seem to understand. And most of all, I miss the way we used to shrug everyone off when they asked if there was anything happening between us.

When you confessed to me for the first time, about 2 years after I moved to a different state, I was sad. I finally knew you loved me, and I knew I loved you, but I couldn't do it. I didn't accept your confession, I knew there was no way we could be together. I'm sorry.

I'm sorry if I led you on. I'm sorry if I gave you hope. I'm sorry for ignoring you. I'm just so sorry.

Love, shitty friend.

Dear _______ ,

I love you, kid. I love all of our random conversations that last until the wee hours of the morning on the phone... I love how honest we can be with each other, how you're the one person I can talk to about absolutely ANYTHING and completely be myself with. I love your stupid hair that usually makes it hard to see your face. I love your face, especially when you smile. I love how we can joke around and then have serious conversations all at once. I love your name and how we were in the same homeroom. I love being with you in general. I love how tall you are, and when you tease me. I love our relationship and just how close we are. I love it when people mistake us for siblings. I love when we talk about indie bands, video games, and anime. I love all of our inside jokes. I love that you're a Wiccan too. I love how much you mean to me and how much I mean to you.

I hate that you hate yourself. I hate it that you cut. I hate that you don't believe me when I say how much you mean to me, and that I don't even care if you think you're a bad person. Because I know you're not. I hate that you're moving. I hate that I won't get to see you everyday anymore. I hate this feeling like I'm losing you. I hate this feeling like you were never really mine in the first place.

You're my best friend, and I don't know how I'd live without you. Please promise me you'll always be in my life? Pretty please?

~Em

Dear Moe,

What's your deal? Why is that every time I step foot into the school, you have to find the worst way to try to humiliate me? What did I ever do to you? Okay, I best you at mind games and school work. So? Just because I happen to be a smart person that isn't necessarily geeky, you feel the need to pick on me? What is this, the third grade? We're Sophomores for Christ's sake! Get over it!

Assuming that you're very slow and you fail to realize that bullying is ILLEGAL, I'll make it easy for you: LEAVE ME ALONE! Siriusly! Am I that interesting to you? You claim that you have such an awesome life and that you can't waste time on "small fries" like me. Then why do you? And who uses the phrase "small fries" anymore unless they're ordering from McDonald's? If your life is so amazing, then go live it and leave me out of it. Can you do that?

I'm going to move on to become a writer and travel around the world. When I'm in Japan, where will you be? Bullying a coworker? Here's an idea: talk to me when you grow up, yeah?

Sincerely,
Kid

Dear _____,
I can't believe our years together are finally coming to an end. Just wanna say what I've always wanted to say. I hate you all. No one obviously cares about one another, the caring was really all just me being the caring one. You all weren't real friends. You don't know how I felt everyday trying so hard to put on an act that I had no problems with any of you. But now I've come to the conclusion that you all don't even care what happens to me unless it ruins your gain. I'm not your dang puppet. And I can't wait till I never see any of your faces again.
Sincerely,
Catchi

Dear,

I never knew you, but it was very saddening that right before we went on stage this morning our director informed us that you had shot yourself in front of the Student Activities Center. The song we sang last, "Sing Me to Heaven," made me think of you. I wish that maybe somebody could have listened, or maybe showed that they cared about you.

I'm sorry to hear that things ultimately did not work out for you to the point where you feel that you had to take your own life, I pray that you find peace.

You are missed dearly on this earth.

- Kazehachi

Dear, Spencer Smyth

I don't know who you were, I only know your name and date of death, 06/02/12 (don't worry, I'll keep the pendant safe). I often wonder what you were like, did you have a rich family, were you an old guy, a kid? Did you have blonde hair, blue eyes, a small house, trashed apartment, a castle? How did you die, a car crash, heart attack, cancer? I guess I'll never know, a million Spencer Smyths come up when I try and find out. A million I tell you.

I bet you were one hell of a guy, in your own way anyways. Even if you were a serial killer or a big guy with a love of donuts. May you forever rest in peace, and have a good one.

Dear ____,

Recently I have been having trouble thinking about the future. My parents have been asking what I want to do with my life. I honestly don't know. My sister asks me what I like to do and I have no idea how to answer. I want to say I like doing one thing but I can't be certain. I know it doesn't make sense but I found that I am a person who changes on a daily basis. When I find out new things I end up changing my view completely. I don't know if its because I'm indecisive but I feel there is so much out there. So much so, that I just can't decide what to do. I want learn many new things before I decide my future. But it seems the future is approaching to fast.

-RubyPetal

Dear Jack C. Lee,

I know I haven't written you in a long time, but I just want you to know that I love you and I wish you were here to cheer me up. Just to let you know, the family is in chaos. I wish I can have your advice on how to react and solve this situation, but you're not here. You were never born into this world... How can I live in such a world where I can't become happy with our family? Just somehow... Please take me where you are. I don't want to live anymore.

From Your Beloved Little Sister,
Yamee Lee

>>243 Lol. You're just like my sister! :)

Dear ____,

I made a new friend today. Also I have been a lot happier recently since I joined Dollars. It's probably because I can say things I can't normally say on a daily basis.

-RubyPetal

>>244 That's interesting. ^.^ there may be lots of people like me and your sister

Dear _____,

I just want you to know I love you. Lately you've been on my mind and I can't stop thinking about what I did to you. You were the first girl I truly loved yet I got scared and ran. It was a first for me and I didn't know what to do. Yet I feel that doesn't give me a righteous reason for why I abandoned you when you need me most. I was selfish, ignorant bastard. I wish I could go back and redo it all but I can't. So I have to deal with this pain.
I hope I can meet you in the future so I can tell you how sorry I feel and that if we can be friends again.

Sincerely ,
Morvan

Dear ____,

I just want to tell you that you've seriously hurt me the last few days, and I'm sick and tired of you being so distant. I've given you space, I've given you time, and yet you still stop saying the small things. I know it's over in your head. Just finish it. Okay?

Sincerely,
ThreadbareHeart

Dear ____,

I don't think you have noticed how much of a dick you can be sometimes. Friendships are meant to be a two way street. You can't just pick and choose when it suits you best, then stand on your moral high horse using religion as a way to try and shift blame for why you're so up yourself all the time. You are lucky I've stuck around as long as I have.

Sincerely,
RadioMonkey

Dear...,

Alright, so it's almost been that 4-5 weeks in which I thought your girlfriend was gonna break her promise again...oh well. I'm glad to see things are going well for both of you...still hurts a bit though. I guess that's life, right?

Still, Christmas break is in 2 weeks...meaning after that, there's only a single semester of seeing you again before you graduate...sigh, the year after will probably kill me, unless you can use Facebook. I guess I shouldn't have been so afraid last year or the year before, to actually go over to the table and see if you remembered who I was...thought it was a slim chance, seeing how happy and cheerful I was back then, and practically being a dull teen now.

If I'd gone over there, two years ago...what would it have been like? I mean...the last time we actually were close friends was back in Elementary school, and even back then, you were one of the few people who accepted me.

I dunno, I guess this letter is for flashbacks more or less...just, remembering the good times, and the bad times...sigh, I guess the only time to relive that stuff is in dreams.

Signed,
Diamond

P.S. I'm not really ready for any relationship, so don't mention me to people you meet on sites...first of all, kinda rude, second...a bit embarrassing.

Dear ____,

First off, I'll talk about the things I'm sorry for. I'm sorry that I have talked about you behind your back, that I have made you feel insecure. I'm sorry that I didn't try harder to appreciate the kind side of you, and that I focussed too much on your bad qualities. But, your bad qualities are simply too hard to ignore sometimes. I feel that I can't really be honest with you, as you blow it up into some sob story to brag about later on. You can't seem to be able to function on your own, you always 'follow the herd' so to speak, yet you berate other people for doing just that. You specifically try to make other people feel jealous of you, by describing your 'other friends'and going on about your connections in the Drama League. You throw big tantrums about the littlest of things, and you do anything to be the centre of the spotlight. You seem to think that you're the main character of a novel, that everything revolves around you, and if anyone tries to tell you that that's not the case, you blow up at them and continue on in a martyr-like fashion, feeling like you're withstanding their 'bullying'. Yet I identify with your feelings of loneliness, of wanting that best friend relationship (although possessive) that we see so often on tv shows. I can understand that want of someone who knows everything about you, and someone to fix you, yet you don't seem to understand it's not something that you can force. I've tried to be this person for you, yet when I do try to fix you, you are unresponsive. I just wanted to say that, before you can get someone to bare themselves to you, you have to be prepared to bare yourself too.

Signed,
Limbloom

Dear _______,

Surely, if there were a God for every man (and every woman), you would be my own. I silently worship you, in awe. You have provided me with the love necessary to survive and saved my life. You have given me the skill of perspective and the ability to act like an adult when need be. I can't wait to grow old together.
For the first time, you have failed me. I'm not so sure what to do. I've been crying a lot. Please take what I tell you to heart, for I know you have one.
Forever,

Really _______,

PISS.THE.F**K.OFF.
Sincerely, ________

Dear _____,

Don't ever call me anymore... Shoving the truth, lies, and assumptions up their faces is one thing, but ignoring the heart of others is crossing the god damn line. Don't you DARE insult our brothers and sisters! I hate the fact that you talk behind them! You annoy the FUCK out of me!! Stop calling if all you're going to do is lecture me! I'm already in pieces and now you're going to make sure I don't heal?! Fuck you, asshole!! I want to move in my pace and there's nothing you're going to do about it! I can trust whoever I want and you are not one of those people. If you want my love back, you'll have to show and prove it.

Forever Good-bye,
Yamie

Dear ____,

Why can't I get you off my mind? I don't even like you, at least not the way you want me to. But every time I see I want to hug you and talk to you and just be around you.

You made such a good friend, always being there when I needed to talk and you were always so sweet. But when we tried to make it a relationship it all fell apart. We just weren't right when we were together.

I wonder what you're doing, when I drive past your house. I've managed to condition myself not to think about you, but then there's that reminder and I can't get you out of my mind. I feel so bad about letting it end. Maybe if I tried harder things would have worked out and there wouldn't be a problem.

I can't admit how I feel to anyone, because they never approved of us in the first place. They won't understand how much I miss just hanging out with you. I want my friend back.

Please, come back.

~your snapdragon

(Forgive me, its like 1:46 am but I had to write this)

Dear,.........

I sincerely care about you and miss you.... Truth is... I want you back, I truly do.... But I've been confused lately... I know I love you... But its hard to recognise my feelings for you now.... Its hard to see you in the chat room when you ignore me... I know most of the time you domt mean it... But it still hurts....

In one of your letters to me you said something about true love.... But when I read it I wasn't sure what to think.... And I've been confused about you ever since...... I do love you, but I don't know what to do anymore....

I know he said for you to leave us alone.... He didn't tell me exactly what you two said to each other, but he said you'd leave us alone from now on.....

I truly wish things could go back to the way they were..... I truly miss you.... But I think it might be too late to go back..... I'm so so so sorry little brother..... I love you.... And I hope that one day we can talk again.... But not right now....not yet... Neither of us is ready.... We can't change the past... But we can decide what we do in the future....

Sincerley yours, Celestial....

Dear _____,

How are you holding up? It's been a while since I talked to you last. I meant to wish you a happy Thanksgiving, but it slipped my mind. I apologize.

I was also supposed to talk to you via chat this weekend, but my schedule got kinda crammed and I wasn't able to contact you. Maybe next time? I don't know, I'll have to see.

Even though I haven't seen you in person for months, I can still remember what you looked like, last time you visited me. Have you changed since then? I still remember your bright green eyes; they always stood out.

Me, I've been doing all right myself. Lots of things to do, but a busy writer is a good writer in my opinion. Sakura is almost finished - I can't believe I never showed it to you, I can't wait to give you the finished piece.

And about that... I'd love to meet you, face-to-face, come break. My parents are gone during the day, so if you're able to get a ride, I could come and meet you at the library and give you the story in person. It would make my Christmas just to see you one more time before the year ends.

I know things are wierd right now. Now that I openly love you, yet you're already spoken for - it's like a reversal of our previous roles, except I was simply stubborn. It's a fiasco, I know, but I cannot help it. I love you and will continue to do so as long as you are in my life.

It makes me sad that you are fading from it.

Still, I just want to assure you that if we do meet in person, I will keep it as simple an pure as I can. I don't want to complicate matters - I of all people know how messy relationships can be, and you know that better than most. I still haven't told my parents about you yet; they don't even know you exist. I like it like that, but it's hard to keep you close to me when I try to hide your existence.

If you could get me something for Christmas, I wish it would be you.

Still hopelessly in love,

Nato

Dear _____,

Listen, I tried to say things maturely, and calmly, but you blew everything out of proportion. Of course you did. I just told you that constantly texting my girlfriend, and laying on her lap, and biting her tits hard enough to leave bruises is bullshit, and you basically tell me to fuck off. I already didn't trust you enough because of the emails I got with pictures of you in drag, bound and tied with your dick sticking out of a pair of her panties that you were wearing.

I told you that I wanted to trust you again, that I was going to move past the shit I saw that day in those emails. I really was going to forgive you, and tell you that everything was okay. That I trusted you. You fucked that up though. There have been multiple times where she's had bruises on her chest, and I've /CAUGHT/ you biting her though her chest while she was distracted. IT WAS ON FUCKING WEBCAM.

Anyway, I'm sorry if you believe I'm acting out of distrust, or out of jealousy, because I'm not. I'm simply stating that the way you approach my girlfriend, and the way you interact with her, despite how one-sided it is, is completely inappropriate. I was willing to look past everything, and let my guard down around you, but you've made it clear that you are indeed a threat, and should be dealt with as such.

Sincerely,
MFM_Blues

(Sorry for two posts in a row)

Dear ____,

Listen, I know you're upset over what happened. I know you're made at me, and frankly, I'd be more surprised if you weren't. The thing is, this whole Ice Queen act is really, REALLY fucking annoying. You can blame it on not being consistent, or shutting down, or whatever you want, but we both know it is total bullshit. I know you're hurt, I'm hurt too. The thing is, I was completely justified in leaving. In a relationship, it /can't/ be one sided. Output has to be similar or close to input. In our case, it wasn't. I was giving a fuck of a lot more than you were, and it finally wore on me. I had to break it off to keep my sanity intact. Sure, you were "busy" I guess, but I was giving 150% to us, and you weren't. That's all it boils down to. Now you're acting like an ice queen, and saying that you don't feel anything, and you shut down a long time ago. You know what? I'm fucking done with you. Fucking done. I've tried the best I can, and I'm just... done. I'm worn down to nothing. Bones and scars. And to be completely honest, it's your fault. You are like her. I fucking see it now.

Dear____,

Lately I haven't been going to my classes and I'm starting to feel really bad. I feel like I'm failing you and I don't know how to tell you but I stop going to my classes I feel like you trusted me to much and I broke your trust in me. i feel like I don't belong in school but I don't want to disappoint everyone and quit. I feel to much pressure to be like you and it stresses me out to much that my hair is falling out. I can't sleep anymore and I spend my time in the library while you're in class. when you ask me why I'm out early I lie because I don't want to you to mad or disappointed. I'm scared and my headaches have been coming back.
When you asked me to take the same classes as you I got scared and told you I wanted to take different classes so you wouldn't ask about my classes. I really hope you understand and forgive me for being how I am.

Bump

Dear____.

I know that you like someone else and we are such good friends i only know you for about a year? I dont know how but i like you but i hate that....I only want to be friends with you but some-how i started likeing you :(
im stressing out because i dont know if i can even talk to you anymore....you seem like your avoiding me just to hang out with the girl that YOU like....Im sorry dude but i guess i cant talk to youmfor a while untill i decide whats best for me.Please forgive me if i might never talk to for a while ;(

Dear Cute Guy,
So you're a dancer, too? That's cool. And (according to your band t-shirts) we like the same kind of music? Awesome. Now, do I have the guts to talk you?


Fuck no.


Why is this happening to me.
I'm never awkward like this. D:

~Em

Dear ____,

I've always wanted to tell you how I really feel, but it's too late... You're mind has been tainted by money. My heart can not possibly reach you anymore. Not even for your help. You make everyone around you tense, nervous, and afraid. I am disappointed in you. You expect so much from the family, but it looks like you never learned in your life that no one is perfect. At least we're not hardcore druggies or alcoholics. Can't you accept the fact that you're family is important when it comes to listening to the heart? I'm tired of being lectured by you... I feel like I lost a sibling and I can no longer find him. Please somehow... Just find your way back safely.

From your beloved little sister,
Yamie

Dear "Guy in charge",

I don't want my world to end. I love life. I've just found my purpose in it. Don't let it end. I want to spend my time here meeting people. Making friend and enemies, falling in love. Having children whom I can cherish and protect. I want to help people. I want to be people's hero, their role model. If I could change one person's life for the better I would have lived a full life. So please..

Sincerely,
_______

Dear Overjudgemental Step-Mother who Needs to Piss Off,

I'm so effing sick of you. You need to back off of his child and discipline your own demon. Your child is beating this one with a belt and punching her in the face but it's always, "Next time, you'll be punished." with no punishment whatsoever.

But the good one is trying to help zip your child's book bag and you fucking spank her!? What the fuck? She's obviously getting messed up from this shit when she's scratching her face and arms up because she doesn't know what else to do.

She was abused long enough, step-up, take care of your own children (bathe them, feed them, discipline them) and don't rely on the girl with a healing collarbone and scars on her head where it was bashed against a wall, Not to mention the sexual abuse and drugs she had to take. Give her a chance to be a kid for once.

That's why when I'm babysitting her today, we will build a mothereffing ginger bread house and let her have some fun, I don't care if you say "she's on punishment." You just want an excuse to discipline the most selfless child I know.

Sincerely,
Denise

I dont understand all these silly human emotions love can only exist if there is hate death can only exist with life plain and simple the fact about humans is there have too many emotions that is why we consider them stupid weak pitiful and pathethetic on the day of war humanity heaven or hell will not preval they will all sink into the darkness that is Nightmare

This is a letter to you, you who will never see this
I can't say sorry again...I have just fucked everything...
It's not my fault, I can't say anything
I've just lost all again

With a cellphone I've lost my friend
and my love again!
Why? Why had you seen that messages?
It was not to you!

Now, I can't live anymore...
It's painful, like a knife in my heart
And I just left my phone in the table...
And a friend read my messages...

But now! Now It's is the end
I've lost a friend!
And fucked a live!
Lost my heart in this letter of pain!

Dear____.

Damn you...no accually just plain FUCK YOU!!!
you i cant believe im still your friend first of all you bother me every morning once i get to the damn school you call me at 6:45am just looking for me!?!
dude you have fake friend amd i know that because most of the girls you talk to dont even UNDERSTAND a WORD your saying. I cannot trust your fat mouth!!!
Please Please stop bothering me i dont wanna even see your stupid face early in the morning!!! AND your voice how the hell areyou in Quire (or whateve its spelled) when your voice sucks anyway. it annoys the shit out of me just hearing you speak.Please find new friends i wish you didnt get my number because u still call me at the most stupidest times. Dude your smarter than me yet your so clueless and igorent that it someone were to threaten you (me) you would just laugh and smile with your Ugly teeth that still arent straight after a year of braces (-__- );;

ALSO you talk wayyy to much i cant even say 1 And i mean ONE fricken word to you without you talking about your family or your FUCKING Childhood
Bitch please!!! shut up for one moment and let me and your fake friends talk!!
How can people put up with you!!You are one of the most Failest human being ive ever met!!
Not one person im my life can annoy me as you can like just ONE sentence from you is annoying YOUR spitting everywhere and dont EVER even TRY to speak another FUCKING language OTHER than english because you already fail at speaking english anyway because you can even pronouce EASY names correctly
And do you wanna know what else is sad you Fuck-tard? HOW you do NOT know the difference between what is Privat and what is public because i swear if you yell one more fucking secret out loud i will write your name in a death note then go to your house amd push you down the staires and shoot your head with a gun :)

I hope you know who you are because you are so fucking annoying i bet you wouldnt even know that this is about you because you are THAT ignorent

Love,
Your cousin, and i hope you die soon so i can push your lifeless body into a shark tank :)

Dear_____,

Leave me alone and stop telling me I'm not good enough!
I try my hardest. It is no my falt that school doesn't come easy to me.
For another thing why do you critisize me. I work a thousand times harder than you!
GOOD RIDENS!!!

Dear .....,

u infiltrate my mind like no other. you make things hard on yourself then look confused, although you rarely piss me off, you have twice and when you do its always something important. seriously why do you have to pick the times when i just want to talk to you, and ruin them by saying, or rather not saying something and just dropping off the map. i dont know who you thing i am but im not going to come and kill you for saying something stupid, even if it hurt me. i will just suddely let you know that it hurt, and tell you not to do it again. but you will just keep on being you....i do not hate you. actually i really like you, and i know you like me. though you will not admit it even though your my freaking boyfriend already. well thats y it pisses me off so much.........but at lest you havent
lied to me yet.

Dear random girl,

Yes, my room is covered in Zelda and Mario posters. Yes, play classic Nintendo games. Yes, I love Adventure Time. Indeed, my ring tone is the first Pokemon theme song. Yeah, I still cry when Dobby dies. Yes, I am 18-years-old. No, I'm pretty sure I wont spend my life forever alone. Don't believe me? Ask my girlfriend. Now promptly go fuck yourself, and have a nice day.

Sincerely, I enjoy life more than you.

Dear people who posted a "letter",

Please, tell me about how deep you are by making a deep, significant letter.

-Signed,




Day


P.S. Please shut up.

Dear Day,
This thread wasn't made for judging people with your shallow opinions. We post here to anonymously accept our predicaments, and release our pent up anger, feelings, or mere boredom.
From
DN

P.S. You wrote "signed" but neglected to sign.

P.P.S. You shut up.

Dear Day/Dia (which is the same thing so why would you put it twice? Are you trying to make some point there?)

Please, tell me about how fulfilling putting other people down is and why you care so much.

Sincerely,
someone who wrote on this thread to get her damn feelings out and not so you could come along and be a jackass for no reason

Dear Day/Dia,

You're a douche.

P.S. I decided to write something "deep and significant" for you, so I hope you liked it. You can even call it an early end-of-the-world/Christmas/Hanukkah/Kwanza/Yule gift if it makes you happy.

Love,
Emmy <3

What ever happened to people is allowed to express their own opinion? So what if someone writes a letter like that, there's no law or rule against it, deal with it and grow up.

Terra, I like this thread. Thanks.

Dear [That One Douche Who Recently Posted Here],

I don't believe in wishing pain upon anybody, so my first wish is for you to go numb :e Then... Well, I suggest you simply use your imagination for that part.

Bai,
Bambi

PS: I suggest you bring a really good thermometer; maybe you'll be the first to find out exactly how hot it really is down there.

Dear Stomach,

Why must you torment me so?

Regards,

Your owner.

Dear _______,
If I ever see you in real life again I am going to beat you to death. I'm not even exaggerating. You sure as hell better be happy that you're in a different state because if you weren't, you'd be dead by now. Why don't you go jump off a cliff? The world would be a better place with one less sick psychopath in it.

Sincerely,
Your daughter's best friend

>>274 >>275 >>276 Trololololololololol.

"This thread wasn't made for judging people with your shallow opinions. We post here to anonymously accept our predicaments, and release our pent up anger, feelings, or mere boredom."

DN, You should read the first post of the thread and re-read what you said. Bonus if you read other posts.
Also, you leave four spaces to write a signature, but I can sign a signature, so it's blank.
Oh, and one more thing. REAL MATURE...!!! An',youshutup,you.

Anubus, Day and Dia are the same thing. "Dia" is Spainish for "day," but it's also a girl's name (or at least sounds like one). I identify myself, my non-physical self, as; male, female, both, or niether. Depends on what we are talking about when it boils down to that situation.
Dear Day/Dia (which is the same thing so why would you put it twice? Are you trying to make some point there?)
It's not really fufiling, but rather entertaining doing it to piss people off. Plus, I get to voice myself! :D

Emmy, if you consider that deep, then I'll state that I believe ignorance is bliss; you must be overjoyed. Thanks for proving your ignorance to moi.

>>277 "What ever happened to people is allowed to express their own opinion? So what if someone writes a letter like that, there's no law or rule against it, deal with it and grow up."

Dear family,

You keep treating me like a child. And then when I wanna be treated like an adult you overdo it. I'm only fucking 19 years old. And my mother never taught me anything useful. You know this. So why the fuck do you keep this up??!! Why does everyone in our family hate me so goddamned much??!!! First my mother, then my father came back just to throw me away as well... WHAT IS SO FUCKING WRONG WITH ME THAT YOU ALL HATE ME SO FUCKING MUCH???!!!! Do i have some kind of infectious disease that no one has told me about???!!! Is it because I'm just like my mother, whom I have lost all love and respect for, and whom I hate with all my heart??! She is not a mother, and she is not me.

And for the last fucking time!! I am not anorexic!!!! You'll know that for sure when we get the results of the ultrasound next week!! And you'll have no choice but to let me speak again!!

GOD!!! JUST STOP HATING ME ALREADY!! IF NOT, THEN HELP ME GET MY OWN GODDAMNED PLACE!!

sincerely, yours... your... um.. "precious" sally... I hate you all...

Dear Princess Celestia,

Just kidding. Luna for the win, bitches.

well not-so-dear >>283
that wasnt funny, i am a my little pony hater, and i wish the goddamned my little pony fans would just leave me alone!! I cant escape you in the chat rooms, i should be able to escape you at least here... *is crying in real life* PLEASE JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!!!!!!!!!!!

>>284 ...All Of My What.. Right there.

>>285 huh?

Dear >>281
I would continue to argue with you, you insensitive, annoying, and argumentative prick, but that would be "Feeding the troll," so this is the last one for you. Also, I read the first post, and re-read what I said. They almost exactly match up. Isn't that funny? On top of that, I'm not going to try to be mature with you if you're immature with me. Finally, if you're not signing (even if you are leaving a space) then you usually don't write "Signed."
From DN
P.S. Please don't post here if you're going to be a royal pain in the ass. At the moment, most of us are laughing at you, not with you.
P.P.S. I laughed when you didn't argue back with >>278

>>285>>286 It had to be done. I'm just surprised nobody beat me to it.

>>288 Stahp. Just Stahp. Too confused.

Dear DN,

>>287 I'm not really acting immature; I'm responding. Are you experiencing annoyance or are upset/bothered/bugged because of a perceived insult? If yes, then calm the fuck down~

I dun care if people are laughing at me~ Perhaps they are laughing at me from your daft perspective; perhaps they are not.

Signed,




Day/Dia

P.S. To you I may be, but I'm not. I'm not (by any physical actions of my own) hurting anyone's ass, but if my words make anyone butthurt, give 'em an icepack or something~
P.P.S. It wasn't directed at me, so I'm not going to argue with it. Also, I'm not arguing.
I'm a human, not a douche. If anyone who wants to direct something at me feel free to direct it towards me by talking to me, Dia, or Day if you like.

Dear ____…

Sorry. I totally lied to your face. Hurt like a mother, if that makes anything better. Stil not telling you though.

Sorry.

Dear ____,

Hey. I don't even know you, but I can't get rid of this infatuation I have for you. Seems pathetic, I know.. But it's not something I can control.. Or maybe I'm just not trying hard enough to control it? I always end up thinking about you and how cute you sound. Then I come back to reality and realize how ridiculous I am for having a crush on someone on the internet. I haven't even ever seen your face before.. But your voice, personality, and talent are just so attractive to me. Right now, I'm just hoping I find a girl irl to get my mind off of you.

Best wishes,
Anon

Dear ____ and ____,

I love you both.

I love you both so much, but you'll never understand :( You're so similar, yet so far apart. For both of you, everything you do and say makes me laugh. I feel so comfortable walking behind you and laughing out loud at everything you say. Normally, that would be seen as, "weird," but everyone understands, because they do it too. You're both funny people. You're so similar... I'm having trouble deciding between you :(

You're the kind of people everybody wants to put on a shelf behind a curtain and listen to. You make me feel like I'm a special ed teacher. I feel like a kind, hearty, gentle person with a great sense of humor when I'm around either of you. I think... I think I'm in love with you both ♥ I don't want to choose... so... At least, for me...

Um... >///_///< Please...

Would you please continue to do what you're doing so the rest of us can keep pointing and laughing at every post you guys make?

Love,
Bambi

>>294 Nicely written.

Dear ____,

You're a member of my favorite forum, my practical home in the cyberspace, the place where I grew up on the net. Because you've been there so long and because you've been active, it's hard to say this, but I'm going to anyways.

Go away.

I'm serious - leave us in our peace and go somewhere else. You're annoying, in that you are just irritating enough to get on everyone's nerves, but just shy of the point where any of us would actually do anything about it. It pains me to see you continually ruin other people's days and take no blame for it.

Worse still, you haven't done anything truly useful, yet you have an ego that's twice the size of your presence. Always strutting around, acting like you own the place when you really don't - it's enough to drive me insane.

I do suppose this is a bit of a personal wendetta. You always were harsh to me for no reason whatsoever, regardless of the fact that I tried to extend my friendship countless times. I know you've done this to others as well, but you're the only thing in those forums that I absolutely hate.

I still can't tell if it's intentional or not, and because of that I'll likely never say this to your face, but I want you to leave. Get out of my forums, my home, and go learn some manners and humility.

With candor and malice,
Nato

Dear Joey,

I'm sad. I'm always sad. You say you love me, but would you still love me if you knew how horribly cut up I was? I can't start this, I don't want to.
I make friends to have friends, not lovers. It's always this way with me, I feel stupid for doing it again. I don't even know whats so wonderful about me. Stop complimenting me, I'm not worth it- leave me alone. Stop saying love. That word has begun to make me feel sick. Leave me alone. I can't handle anything anymore- the world is falling apart around me.
I'm not even looking back as I'm writing this, I'm so upset. Everything I write anyways is always crap. I just don't know what to do anymore, Joey, please just be my friend.

-Corri

Dear _____,
Thank you for accepting me. I feel much happier knowing I have a chance with you, and knowing that you're there for me. It really does help more than you know! Just, please don't hurt me like the rest of them. I'd hate to think that you were the same as them. I know you actually understand me, in a way. I can't wait to see you again in January. Or maybe before, if my assertive side shows. See you then!
With love,
From
DN

Dear Georgia,

You have as many temperature swings as a PMSing teen has mood swings. How the hell did you make it in the seventies yesterday, but say "fuck you, you thought it be warm again didn't u?? 38 bitches!!!"
This is why we got tornado seasons u ass hat.
But no GA, even worse than that, why is it the winter I leave abroad after no snow for EIGHT YEARS, u don't snow , no, u create A. Mother. Luvin. Blizzard.

And now u no longer snow when you should. Not November, not December, not even january or February.

But March. Friggin March. The Christmas Spirit is gone, and Then u snow.

Two words Georgia: DO. BETTER.

Regards,

A Georgian

Dear _________,

Please use the word "you" instead of just the letter "u."

Sincerely,
Cringing at your posts

Dear ____,

I'll consider what u said, but can't guarantee I'll listen.

Urs sincerely,

A person whose never heard a complaint over something This little.

PS- Really? I try to type to the best of my ability while giving my stle an accent, and u complain about the "u"?

Dear _____,
I really can't stand you.
You're mean, shallow and sometimes I think you got the impression that everyone who isn't exactly like you is "uncool".
So please, please stop acting we're friends. I mean you're only doing it in the first place because there's nobody else in our class that likes you and I can't bring myself to say anything. But really, I made it pretty obvious that I don't like you.
I know you only use me so others don't get the impression of you having no friends or something like that.
So yeah, could you please just leave me alone?


Dear ________,
I'm a coward, I'm sorry. I should have answered your message back then.
You see, I really enjoyed being with you, but you misunderstood. I never loved you. I never even thought it was an option to fall in love you. I didn't want to be the naive one that falls in love with a guy she probably never sees again.
And now, you were the one falling for me.
I hope you forget me quickly.


Dear _____,
I don't even know what to write to you.
Saying I'm sorry seems ridiculous. It will never be enough.
Maybe it will make you feel better when I tell you that I'm hurt just as badly.
I've got my heart broken many times before. I know what it feels like. I'm used to having my heart broken.
Now I'm the one that hurt you but I feel like it still broke something inside me.
Maybe I don't show it but I can't even stand thinking about you. It hurts when you look at me and watch me but I can't say anything.
Now it's been half a year and I feel like I'm going numb.
It's not your fault of course. It's mine entirely, for being a coward. I really am a terrible coward.
I won't love and hurt anyone else until I learn to deal with my feelings. I promise.

Dear ______,

I think you were right.

Maybe this is just a phase. But why do I feel like I won't wake tomorrow? Why do I feel as if this is to be my last letter?
Why? Is it just normal depression? I want alcohol right now but I've already said that I'm quitting. I need you ____. I need you..
Can God really save me from this? When's the last time we've spoken? I don't talk with him enough. Even now, I don't know if this letter should be made to you, or to Him.
Since you're dead and all.

Gahh... what have I done. A depression sufferer watching Suicide Room. I fucking read people recommending it. But spoiler alert, he actually does it.

What was the point in me watching that?

What's wrong with me ____? What's wrong? Is it me, is it my head? It could be the recent medicine... I lied and said I didn't have severe depression. Tricked myself into thinking I didn't have it because I never saw anyone for it..

But I never see anyone for anything. I fainted on the living room floor because I called no one for help with my fever. Everyone kept calling my cell or home phone, but I didn't answer. If B.A. hadn't of found me,..

I need to lift my spirits but nothing is working ____!!! I'm trying! I thought the movie had a happy ending but it didn't. Everyday it gets worse ___- What Do I Do????

I feel so heavy... I know that pills on the counter will just give me a heavier feeling.

Everything's bland nothing matters anymore. I don't matter.
Ther was one scene in New Moon I always loved. When Bella is watching the seasons change from her window.
My eyes are those windows ____, and life goes on while I am stuck and unchanging.
I am all alone here... no one's home. There are woods all along this road. I found a pretty spot the other day ____.
Wouldn't it be nice if I went down into that pretty spot, and never came out?

Yours Truly,

Magnolia

Dear "Captain Peroxide",
So what if you're an outcast? So what if your hair is bleached radioactive blonde and you're a guy? So what if you're the guy who sells weed in the boy's bathroom? So what if you're just high half of the time? So what if your dad would rather you be a wrestler than in drama club? So what if you have a habit of lighting things on fire? So what if you have straight "D's"? So what if you've done black magic? So what if you drink? So what if you smoke cigarettes? So what if you always have a knife on you, even when we're at school? So what if you traffic drugs, steal things, and always seem to "know a guy"? So what if you think you're a bad person?

I don't think you're a bad person, despite all of this, CP. You're probably one the smartest people I know. Ever since I've met you, you've never once gotten caught for anything. You have the brains to make straight "A's" in school, but you only lack the determination. You have good taste in music, movies, and books. You can be really sweet, funny, and fun to be around. Even though I'm that goody-two-shoes girl, somehow, our friendship works. You've never been rude to me. Not once. You're a perfect gentlemen, actually. No other guy holds the door for every girl, or will defend any woman. Even when you tease me, or grab my phone and pocket it, pretending like you're going to steal it... I always know you're just trying to make me laugh and that I can completely trust you to give it right back after the joke's over or as soon as I ask. I completely trust you with anything, actually. You're the first person to notice when I'm down, and the only one I can sit down and just spill my guts to and feel better. You know me better than anyone. You're always there for me, always supportive and caring. Even though I'm dating your best friend, you threatened to kill him if he ever did anything to hurt me or make me cry. I know you had a crush on me for a while, and you still may. You've told me before that you're aware that I would never, ever date you--- and honestly, it's true. I wouldn't. I'm not attracted to you in that way right now, and I probably never will be.

But I just wanted to let you know that I really do love you, Captain. In a strange way, you're still my favorite blondie, and I don't know what I'd do without you. <3

~Em

Dear mom,
Well I guess your my mom. Do you even think about what you could have done to change. That maybe you could have given them up instead of choosing them over your own daughter. Well I think in time I could come to forgive you, but I'm just sick of waiting for you to pitch in and be an actual mother. Maybe one day you will look back and see what you gave up just for a high. But when you do, I really don't know if I'll still be there waiting.

Dear X,
Talk to me god dammit. You don't know how much I always wanted to talk to you everyday. Every since we started talking, I would always look at my chat list, waiting for you to message me. And when you actually do, I feel like the luckiest guy. But that all rots away when you say "brb." I'd wait every night hoping you would say "mmk back." If I did leave while I waited, maybe you wouldve came back. I dont know. I have mixed emotions right now and I dont know what to do. But it's best if I just keep smiling and pretend like nothing happened.

[dear god(if you even do exist),
I want to beat them.
Even though I'm not cool, or strong, or just, or beautiful, or cute, or pretty,
I want to beat the cool, strong, just, beautiful, cute, and pretty people.
Even though I wasn't blessed with talent, even though I'm stupid and have a bad personality,
have bad grades, am misguided and am a good for nothing,
I want to beat the talented, smart, likeable, overachieving people.
I want to beat those with friends when I can't have friends.
I want to beat the people who work hard when I can't work hard.
I want to beat the victorious people when I can't win.
I want to beat the happy people when I'm miserable.
Even if I'm hated, even if I'm despised, even if I'm useless,
I want to prove that I'm better than the main characters!]

Dear ________,

So why is it that you're changing schools, and I'm apparently the last person to find out...?

Why is it that you'd break up with me in a heartbeat, just because one of your friends apparently had first "dibs"? Bros over hoes doesn't apply here, douchebag. Even he agreed.

And all of those funny little, cute text messages you sent me... they were really just CP whispering in your ear what to say, I know it. He told me, actually. And we all know that boy physically can't lie to me. Ever.

It took a lot of begging just for him to tell me all of this, because he didn't want to ruin our relationship, but I thought anything like that was worth hearing.

And I hear all of this from your best friend, who's basically the only person I can trust at this point? The only person who will sit down with me and tell me the truth, and then be there to comfort me when I hear it?

Then you have the nerve to ask if I am upset? Yeah, I'm mad. Please, give me one reason why this relationship should last, please.

~Em

Dear God,

I can't take it anymore. I can't take any more of the pressure and the fake mask I have to put on every day. I can't act like I'm perfectly alright, when I'm not.

I'm a miracle, and You proved that at my birth. You knew everything that happened in that operation room. If I'm a miracle, I need You to help me feel like it. I've been trying hard, but nothing is working. I'm giving it all to You. I'm giving everything again.

In the end, I want to come out on top. In grade school, You've helped me to do that. In middle school, I was still one of the top people. But now, I'm lagging behind. And I have my inferiority complex worsening when all the Mary Sues (You know who they are) are unconsciously (maybe consciously, even) rubbing their "perfectness" in my face. I never want to be left behind in the dust again, but here I am.

You've seen my tears. You know my feelings. I want to feel like I'm worth something again. I want to feel...no, I want to be confident, to be back up there. I want to be showing Your light, especially through my studies, since that's the major part of my life right now.

I don't want to feel worthless again. It's horrible. I'm slowly drowning in insanity, and I don't want to go through that again. I'm just asking for one person who will be alongside me and listens and understands me. Someone. Anyone. Someone who won't go off randomly whenever they feel like it.

I just want to feel like I AM smart. That I AM beautiful. That I AM perfect the way I am. I just want strength, determination, intelligence, but really...I just want an unbreakable will that will submit only to You and the people you've placed in my life to challenge me.

I just want this burden to be lifted off my shoulders, and I know You've said You'd carry my burden. I'm sure You see what I'm writing. If I've done anything wrong, forgive me and help me to start new. And help me to fight and push on.

From,
Anita
From,

I think I'll write another letter. I have a lot of feelings to get out of my mind...^^

Dear _________,

You know...I don't know how to explain this. I...just don't. I mean, I hold you in high regard and respect you but at the same time....I don't think I like you all that much. I mean, yes, you're amazing and beautiful and talented, and whatever everyone else says...they are right. You're really blessed.

But...why are you unconsciously making me feel like I'm not worth anything? I can even tell at the way you look at me...you don't seem to respect me. Even if you don't respect me...that's alright. I just don't want to be forgotten.

But I am...so I'll try to word this as nicely as possible. I've only known you for a little while..but I don't want to feel like a sort of subordinate. I don't want to feel like I can't do anything at all. That I'm not talented. That's I'm not intelligent. That I'm not anything you are. In the end...I hope you'll be the stepping stone I need to get to the next level beyond our high school life.

I think I've written out almost all of my anger and frustration, so this is why this letter is more polite. But...I hope that maybe, I can become better than you think I am. I'll push on and pull through till I'm on your level and above that. I'll pull more all-nighters. I'll study my butt off.

I've gotten a rocky start to this year, but in the end, I want to be fighting at the same pace as you.

So my dear competitor (and maybe we could become friends), I wish you luck. And may the best student win.

From,
Anita

Dear_____,
I can't take it anymore. Fuck. I can't take you anymore. You say you've gotten better, you said that you were done with all this fucking shit. Liar. You mother-fucking liar.
Just stop it already, god please just stop! I know you're by bi-polar and I know you go through depression, but that is no excuse to be a selfish, whiny, hypocritical, melodramatic, bloody freaking liar. I'm pressured into dating you and I'm too freaking weak and afraid of hurting you to actually break up with you, then when I'm finally able to
grow-up and I'm ready to just break it off, you ruin it. You break down the backbone I was able to grow and shred my heart to pieces. You tell me I'm the reason you smile,
you tell me I'm the only one who's been able to slowly pull you out of your depression. And then you tell me, the one thing I really didn't wanna hear. I'm the only one keeping you
alive. I known I've stopped you from suicide before, but why must you say that? So I sucked it up and kept my mask on, silently choking on tears every time you pushed me into
telling you that I love you. Then one day, in the most wonderful and peaceful of moments you have to go and practically make me lose my mind. 'So, uh when are you going to
kiss me?'. Who the hell asks that? I was in a moment of sheer panic and worry, so I kissed you. My first kiss lost to someone I didn't love. I still hate myself for doing that.
Why did you have to say that? Why did I have to get so freaked, I just kissed you? And then not long after...you tell me you have feelings for someone else, correction, two fucking
other people. You're dating me and yet you have a crush on two other people. I'm glad you were honest. I was speaking the truth when I said that. But that doesn't mean I was
any happier about the fact. I told you to figure it out, and to not worry. 'I'm not mad at you' I said. Why couldn't you see how big of a lie it all was. And then you pushed me
over the edge. I was having a perfectly good time with our good friend ...... , we were having a bunch of fun just hanging out. Then you called me. Just like you always did.
Crying and broken and hurt about something. I would always help you through it willingly because even though I didn't love you, I saw you as a great friend. I picked up the
phone and you told me you were done. You overdosed. After hours of crying for you and trying to reach your parents. I slowly realized the blank spots, then a few hours later,
I figured it out. You lied. It was all a fucking lie. I broke. Never in my life have I cried so much. I never raised my voice at you when I spilled it all out and called you a liar,
when I asked you if the stupid laugh you had that made me cringe at it's fakeness, was even real. You told me you did it because it made me laugh at the 'cuteness' of it. I did
laugh, but you should have been able to see it was fake as well, you should have seen the look of disgust on my face when you faked that little 'cutesy' laugh. How it made me cringe.
Then I slammed my fist into the wall and felt to my knees. A pathetic broken sob rung in my ears, something I've never heard from myself before. I broke off our relationship.
Not a day later you date our best friends ex (broken up 3 days prior for gods sake). Okay what's wrong with you?! You don't date your friends ex, especially a day after your
own break up! Then you did something that makes me want to wring your fucking neck. A day fucking later you break up with him and an hour later you're dating someone else.
WHO FUCKING DOES THAT?! Ive been ignoring you for the past two weeks, though you obviously can't take a damn hint, can you? Then today you text me something that makes me literally scream. '...just told me she loves me, oh gosh *Alternative* what should I do? Now I have to pick between her and ....'
I'm ready to seriously blow up in your face. GET.A.GRIP! You know what? Fuck you. Fuck this. Fuck everything. Fuck it all! I am so done.
~The person who hates you most, Alternative

Dear _____,

I know I haven't written anything like this in forever...but I feel as if I need to write this...and that you need to read this...

I understand that your new girlfriend doesn't like men, and loves you and everything...but do you really have to ask her if you could go to your LAST prom...with a friend more so? Does she not see its the final one you can go to? Did she not hear the word 'friend'? I know she's far away...but that doesn't mean she can dictate your high school activities. If you want to go, you should. She shouldn't have to worry about your final prom, because after that, you've got graduation...and then you two will see each other...but you're already video chatting too.

Anyway...if she said yes...I didn't care how far away she was...or anything...I would've tried seeing if I could sneak her into the prom for you, considering she's over 20. Sure, I'd have to get her a fake ID...but you're talking to a cop's kid...it's easy! I would've at least wanted you two together for your prom...even though you asked me to go with you...

Besides, I probably won't go either...I've gotta do something...(something for the certain girl I mentioned to you last semester...) but where I have to do it is where the prom will be...

So...from the person who just wants to make you happy...

Dear ____,

I've put up with your shit for awhile. I was your friend when no one else was and I cried for you when no one else would. But I'm tired of it. I always tried to cheer you up, even when you were obviously being an attention whore, but I'm done with it. I'm done with giving you special attention. I done with your special privileges. I'm done with putting you above other people in my life.

We can still be friends. You are an interesting, nice person. You can be fun to be around and you're a good writer. I know you're fragile, but I'm done being the person to use words like bubble wrap to keep you from breaking. You just need to stop relying on everyone else to pick up your pieces. You have hands, you have a brain, you can pick them up by yourself.

Still your friend,
Anu

I seem to be using this thread more and more.

Dear _____,

I'm sorry you lost your job. I'm sorry you're not having such a good time right now. But you need to stop posting the passive aggressive stuff on facebook. You act like you're protecting the identities of those involved, but actually you're just talking shit about them and everybody knows it. You're a priest, you should know better.

~Anu

Dear ___,

Wow, a whole year already huh? Now that I look back I think of how much a stupid person I was. I just want to say sorry to you for causing all of that stress and for causing that small melancholy moment in your life. At least I hope it was small. I hope you're still not sad about everything that happened.

Anyways, I know I was a stupid person for breaking your heart that way and I know it was the stupidest thing to do. I would have apologies earlier but my damn pride keeps getting in the way so I'll say sorry this way for now. I'll send a formal card later. But I truly am sorry and I just hate myself for hurting you. You didn't mean any harm and I didn't understand that before because of my stupidity. You didn't mean for anything to go down this way, you only wanted to tell me how you feel about me. And I understand how I handled the situation was a very terrible way to and if I had the chance to go back in time to change something I would change everything. It wasn't your fault, it was mine. I am truly sorry for my actions and I understand if you hate me. Though I'm grateful that you still think of me as a friend but I'm sorry.

- Telji

Dear ____,

I really wish I could tell you how I feel about you, though I know you probably don't feel the same way. I love you and when I heard you say that we were best friends, I was the happiest I could be, knowing being your best friend is the best closest I could ever be with you. I wish I could tell you how I feel about you without breaking our friendship or making it weird, even though I'm sure you'll accept the fact that I love you, tell me how you feel, (and if it's a 'no') then we'll just carry on as normal friends. I'm really happy to have met you in seventh grade and I'm really happy I haven't messed up as your friend. In my opinion you might be in huge trouble at school or maybe in jail if I never met you which makes me a little happy knowing you somewhat depend on me. Well That's all I have to say. Bye!

*Dokajito*

Dear ____,

I really want to tell you I love you but being the way you are right now with your parents fighting and you being so many on and off relationships I'm notsure if I should tell you.. I don't want you to have awkward feelings between us because I know you only trust me and I don't wanna break our current relationship... I shud probbably stop talking now..

~Tsukiyama

Well if they say it helps I might as well try...

Dear ______,

I am tired you never allowing the club to do anything. You always cancel meetings and we never get anywhere. All the other teams have perfected robots and we are sitting with a pile of crap we managed to scrape together from last years scraps. Not only do we not have any standard parts but we don't have any help from you. The one who is supposed to be running the club in the first place. You really are a hindrance but If I told you I would just get kicked out...

-Block


Guess it helps to vent every so often but it feels out of character. >.>

dear_______
im sorry that i cant talk to you. i wish that i could tell you how i feel about you. but there is too much of a gap between us, you are popular and loved i am despised and hated. i have not really liked you that much but i relise now that i was wrong i love you. i stare at you and my dreams and thoughts are of you and nothing else. why cant we be together? because you dont like me? because im ignored and hated and you are popular? because your smarter then i am? i guess i shall never know but know this i long for you and i hate myself for not being able to ask for you to be mine but the person you will end up with will hopefully make you happy. all i want you to do is remember that im here for you if you need. we dont associate much but it does not deter me from my course of wanting to love you. i know the person you choose you will love and that i am not the one for you and i understand that. my heart will die i fear if i lose contact with you and that i do not want. ok ive said too much about you and me. end.
-Your eternal lover-

Dear____,

I guess you could say this letter is meant for multiple people. I just fell as if i'm of no use to anyone. I always feel like shit or as if I've done something wrong at every moment. It feels as if I'm just a burden to you Like I force you to be happy around me. All I want is to be of some kind of use to someone I can trust, not just a burden with no purpose. I know you care, but I can never tell when you are truly happy or just faking to make me feel better. I disappeared on you recently because someone was truly hurting me and tried to say she was me. I hope you were ok, but when I come back and what I find is you crying and hurting yourself over some ass. I miss you terribly and need you back in my life. Just knowing I can elp or comfort you in any way possible would make me the happiest eing in the world.

Dear _____,
you suck as a teacher. I have to go to my next class and your class is trying to push me out of my seat. I am going to study later, so freaking let me go. And now you just crossed a line. i really hate you now. You weren't a good teacher in the first place, but now you have another person who wants your head on a platter. Maybe i would know these things I'm going to forget as soon as the test is over and never use in real life if you could teach worth a damn and put things we are actually learning on your god awful tests. Too bad nobody likes you. Sorry this turned into a rant, but I wish you could actually read it, because you need to know these things.

Dear ________,

Choosing to continue down this path of extreme controversy, and abusing your power to force ideals onto others will incite civil unrest. The people already show a blatant distrust of you as a leader, therefore this path has the potential to lead to a civil uprising. Should a civil uprising occur, people will go to war with you should a large enough number feel that their constitutional rights are in jeopardy. I doubt you want to be remembered as the president who caused a second civil war, let alone one who lost. Reconsider your actions.

Dear _______ and _______,
Your asses will be kicked today in the neighborhood snow wars...

Personally by moi. ^_^

P.S. Letters don't always have to be serious!

~Em

Dear ____

I am too sugoi for your shit.

Dear.
I blame O****, I blame O****, I blame O**** bama bamas momma

Dear _______,

I want to say that I'm sorry. I don't know why I couldn't talk to you that one day. I've been thinking everything over and I still have come up with nothing. Of course, the logical thing to do is to walk the fuck up to you and you know, try and fix shit.

If only it were that easy.

I know that wishing that time could rewind itself isn't possible and it's stupid to keep deliberating over it. I have to admit that I actually do miss you. My fucking god, I don't care if we're in a relationship or not, but I miss talking to you.

Maybe on some level and to a certain extent I do miss you romantically. But I think that ship sunk a while ago.

All I can really say is that I'm sorry. Please believe me when I say that I do want to talk to you. I don't mean to go on the defensive, but you know how hard it is for me to talk. ... Yeah, I know, I even have shitty excuses.

I'm sorry for not talking to you that day. I know that I probably could have talked to you if I tried hard enough. But I didn't, because, lets face it, I'm a coward.

Maybe, I'll even have the courage to give you this letter in person. Heh. Who knows.

I'm sorry if you thought that I rejected you. I didn't mean it, and I know I screwed up. I don't even expect you to get back with me or forgive me.

I'm sorry. I think that on some level, I even love you.

- ls

Dear _____ ______,

I love you.

More than I could love anyone else. More than I will EVER love anyone else. I'm still confused as to why we broke up. I ignored you after the first day we broke up. And yeah. I told you that it was stupid. I know you understand that I'm sorry for that. And that I want us to be ATLEAST friends. Even though I still love you.

Ever since then, you have been the one trying to talk to me as little as possible. And always walk in different hallways, and go to different rooms during our off periods in school.

What happened?

Weren't we trying to be friends? If so, why are you the one ignoring me now?

I want to ask you what's going on, but now a days I don't know if I will be talking to You . . . Or the others. I can't tell anymore.

You always look like you're about to cry whenever I see you. The day that I avoided you that first day, John asked me why your eyes got red whenever he mentioned my name. I don't get it. Just two weeks before we broke up, you wrote me a letter that made me happier than I've ever been. In it you wrote:

"I've become so attached to you. I don't want to imagine a day withought you <3"

What happened in those 14 days that changed that? I like to think that you are protecting me from something, or there's a conflict that you don't want me in. I don't know. But I hope that you can find happiness one day. And I don't have to see you sad anymore.

I borrowed a book from you the first week we started dating. I'm sorry I didn't start it till just recently . I'm also sorry that I couldn't bear the pain to finnish it and gave it back to you.

I had forgotten that I left a special bookmark in that book. A bookmark that said:

"No matter what we go through
Through the thunder and lightning
I will never not love you
I will never stop striving"

I wrote that for you. Maybbe making it all nice and giving it to you one day. I decided I couldn't anymore, but fate made it reach you either way. I think its kind of sad that I titled the short little poem

"Predict the End"

You must have taken that as such a low sucker punch. I had forgotten that I left it there. Please forgive me. I meant no harm or to kill you with guilt. It almost sounds like a movie. But yeah, this one won't have the happiest of endings. Or atleast I hope not. Its not over yet. I can't predict the end~

And like I said.

I will never stop striving.

They say that relationships are like glass. Sometimes its better to leave them in pieces than hurt yourself trying to put it back together.

Well if that's true, I would rather bleed to death than give up on you.

Maybe I will talk to you about this one day. I applied to BOCES to go into law enforcement. Like I promised you I would.

And I promised to love you forever. I intend to keep that one as well.

Find happiness one day alright? With me or without. I love you my Mega Special Super Cutie~


Extraordinarily heartboken as always,

Yours truely,

Mr-Zorli <3

Dear ________,
I know we're in a relationship and I'm sorry that I'm so distant (what with where I live and work) but I'm afraid that can't be helped. I keep thinking the best of the situation I find myself in because we see each other once a week, at least, but I can't help but feel it's not enough. I need to see you more and I think you feel the same way. That's not the only reason I wrote this though. I need to know that this will be a lasting relationship before I can get any closer to you. Even after I said I loved you, you simply replied with, "That's a sweet thing to say," and you could tell by the look on my face that I was disappointed. I've told you of how emotional I can get. I've told you about how my feelings have been toyed with by many people and I guess I'm just afraid. I'm afraid you'll drop me like the rest of them did, even though it's going so well. I don't want to lose love again. It literally tore me up the last time. I hate sounding cliche, but I just need to know that you'll stand by me and once I know that, I'll no longer be afraid (but that doesn't mean I won't stop being shy! ;) ).
From DN

Dear Nick,

Perhaps I should just get over myself and resign myself to the friendzone. Never mind that you've been very much in love with the same girl for a year and a half now. I'm on the other side of the world, and nothing's changed. It's been eight years knowing you, and I've loved you for the past two. Not puppy love, butterflies in my stomach, the infatuated sort of feeling...

None of that, I just never want to see you hurt. When you're happy, I'm genuinely happy too. Strange, since I usually have trouble with feeling empathy at all. Either way, maybe I'll just give up and hope that she returns your feelings someday. Doesn't mean I won't still be here. After all, you saved my life once. Too bad I'll never be able to pay you back, not that you'd want me to anyway.

Thanks for everything.

Dear ________,

Sometimes I really feel that you are quite self absorbed. I love you and you are my dearest friend but sometimes you frustrate me so much. I don't know if you do it on purpose but the way you speak always makes me feel guilty and immature for no reason. I admit that I am jealous of you, you have quite a good relationship with all of your family, with your sibling and your parents. Especially your dad, I hardly talk to my dad. Sometimes we go on for weeks not saying a word to each other for no other reason then we just don't need or want to talk to each other. Sometimes though, when we have those long deep conversations, I feel that you are not really listening as if nothing I say quite reaches you. You take almost everything I say personally, it doesn't feel like a conversation anymore. It feels more like I say something and you reply with your own story, its an exchange of stories. Are we drifting apart? Am I going to lose yet another close friend? You say you can't really hate anyone nor can you be mean to anyone but I don't think you understand how much your behavior sometimes screams the opposite. I don't know if you simply don't understand what you're saying but you never really think about what you're saying and you never realize when you hurt me or anyone else. I don't think I've ever heard an apology from you and yet when I tried to apologize to you, you instead replied with hurtful insults.

I love you but I think you need to grow up a little bit and open your eyes.

From I.O

Dear_______,

I am very sorry, If I am such a useless friend, that can't manage a simple talk to you, I hate it when I see you fighting, that I'll try my self to stop you but for some reason I'm freeze and scared. I want to tell you something I want to tell, but I can't, there's no voice coming out to me, I want to be close to you to stronger the relationship I had to you but then I myself avoid you I'm scared of being rejected leaving me along in the corner. I don't know why, why I'm being so much emotional thinking of you, I'm jealous that you'd have fun talking to others laughing and having a good bonding with them but on me we talk but nothing happens we can't even talk clearly. I hate you sometimes but in the other side I love you so much as my friend I don't even want you to get loss to me, I want you to be my side always. Every seconds, minutes, and hours. But then you always rejected me, I talk to you but you just blocked your ears and pretending that you heard nothing, even that something happen bad to me, then you ask others " Did she die?" you can't even ask me "Are you okay?","Are you injured?" I'd never hear that from you, Even I'm trying to draw better to make you proud, you'd just make fun of me, you always complain of what I draw, you can't even praise me a little, I hate it when you calling me "Stupid" sometimes, even I'm trying to be a better person. But the only thing you always told me is "Why are you like that? Please be normal, don't be crazy. (I act crazy for some reason)
I'm always annoyed when you always telling me it.
But in the first time I'd realize that you're worried to me but you don't know how to feel me it. You changing my crazy personality, and correcting my mistakes. From that you make me feel that I have importance to you.
But me your friend I can't even feel to you that I care for you.

I'm very sorry If I am a useless friend. I'd realize that I'm not deserving for you to be your "Best friend".
I hope I can say this all up to you that what I feel for you, and soon I can feel to you that you're important to me.
Thank you so much for being a caring friend.
I love you so much.

From
Kuro-san

Dear Anonymous,
I'm so dissapointed towards you,I would think you're were a better person than this..you know what I'm sick of this you're were just using me weren't you!? But the hell I know? I try and always tried to make you happy and this is the thanks I get? Well you're fucking welcome YOU BITCH YOU WHORE I CANNOT BELIEVE I FELL IN LOVE WITH YOU,ok well those are my first impression.I can't believe this has gone on so long and long it has been,there were the good times and the times we both comfort each other,I can't..all those times we were together was all for naught? what was it that you wanted from me? I thought I made you happy I thought..heh love fuck it it wasnt love at all it was more for you "lust" I can't believe how stupid I am!I fell for you and you were with HIM!? and you said a few weeks ago you hated him and you were got with him after we broke up!what the hell..well it's not the end of the world but for damns hell it feels like so.I don't think I can love you after this,and I'm glad I'm moving away.
Goodbye Anonymous,From your ex.
(^^" and another letter~)
Dear Anonymous,
I was always there for you,I'm heart broken as you can tell.I don't know what else,But I'm sick of all the drama you put me though,enough is enough and as much as possible gonna spend time and get you out of my head,Hope you had a good time,good riddiance.
sincerly (Not) Your ex.

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Deary [Anon],
I didn't understand how fickle our friendship was until you guys proved it to me. It's hard to forgive the backstabbing and betrayal. We've hung out almost everyday if not every week and just because of a simple situation you guys turned against me... us. The facts were there and your excuse was petty. "It's not professional" for us bringing out our concerns to the table is total bullshit. But it's so professional that people can talk shit about your friends, harass them, make them cry, and etc?! We've done so much for you guys and just because of this you guys ignore us and turn against us. You guys are fucking dense. You complain to me all the time but when we took the stand to make things right, you look as though all these facts came out of thin air and want no part in it.

I want to move on, but it doesn't seem like you guys can forgive me. Forgive us. Forgive us for taking a stand. Forgive us for being hurt. Forgive us for being sick of being stepped all over and thrown under the bus.

Dear _______,

I will get you chocolate, clean your classroom, stay late/get up early for every rehearsal, work on sets, design costumes, take you yelling at me, bring props, kiss up to you in any way imaginable, get more people to join crew, and work my ass off for this musical if you would just please, please, please cast me as Carmen.

Did I mention you're one of the coolest teachers at our high school...?

Or that I'm totally perfect for this role?

~Em

Dear (person who broke into my car),

While I am glad you didn't steal anything that I know of, why did you have to smoke in my car? It is something completely random and unneeded. I had to open all my doors and open my trunk while it was snowing so the smell would dissipate. I have problems breathing around smoke and still feel sick from the smell.

Again, thank you for not stealing anything, and giving me the reason to completely clean my car. However, please refrain from smoking in my car again.

thank you,
Feiself

Dear ____,

I beg you, please stop making my life worse. Because of you he doesn't see me. Actually I don't know why I hate you so much. Maybe in elementry school you said the teacher that I was writing a message to my friend or in middle school you steal him. I dont know. Actually you didnt steal him. He only used to like you who is a girly girl who thinks high of herself. You may look good but you are ugly. Believe me. Especially your friend and you annoy me. Stop going near him. He doesnt like you now. I love him abd you like him. Stop telling me what happened between you and him last year. I dont give a d*mn about where he invited you or why you rejected him. Give up on him. Get a life you b*tch.
Hope not to see you near him or me,
Arya.

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He broke into your car and smoked? Sorry but that made me laugh.

He steal nothing and only smoked? Wow. I bet he was drunk.

And I think its a good reason to cleab the car :D

Dear ___,

I don't know what to do about our relationship, we even didn't met, well because we're dating online, there's many boys that in love with you and this jealousy keep killing me. I'm not a well-knowledge person and I'm not that funny, friendly. I just scared, what if someone might take you away from me, I even can't do anything from here. I fell to hard. My step-brother loves you and he always tried to seperate me away from you. ...well I just... too jealous because he always tease you, that would be easier for him because he's in the same school with you, but I'm far--pretty far away from you.
And one more thing. You never talk about your problem with me but you sometimes keep twitting about your problem and your friend solved it for you. But if i about to help, you always says Its okay, its not your bussiness, or telling other excuses.
How can I be worth for you, being a good lover if I didn't know you well?

From,
Hiroshi.

Dear _______,

Saying that you'd want to die if you found out one of your kids was gay(even jokingly) made me feel like you ripped my heart right out of my chest. I cried for hours after that.

I get that (since you're a straight woman) it grosses you out, Mom. I get that you think it's weird. I get if you would like to imagine your daughters growing up and marrying handsome men and having children. I understand. My older sister is engaged to a successful man and I know you love that. I'm only fourteen now, but I know you want that for me someday, too.

What really hurts is that you're oh so accepting of every other LGBT person out there. Your cousin? He's gay. He's practically your best friend. My gay/bi friends? You're all for supporting them and making sure no one judges them or treats them wrong.

Yet you wouldn't accept me --- your daughter--- if I told you I like girls and have always liked girls. That's what I don't get, and that's what's killing me.

I'm so sorry. But it's going to be just about impossible for me to tell you or Dad now. Or really anyone.

I wish things could've been different.

~Em

Dear ________,

What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little bitch? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Navy Seals, and I’ve been involved in numerous secret raids on Al-Quaeda, and I have over 300 confirmed kills. I am trained in gorilla warfare and I’m the top sniper in the entire US armed forces.

You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of spies across the USA and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life.

You’re fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the United States Marine Corps and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the continent, you little shit.

If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little “clever” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue.

But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You’re fucking dead, kiddo.

From, Various people across the interwebs.

Dear ____,

Wow....You do know that I want to kill you, right? You didn't have to be a dick about the name I made up for one of my stories. You are THE WORST brother in the universe! No wonder you don't have a girlfriend because you are a dick.

I'm not EVER going to talk to you about my internal issues because you don't deserve any of my words. Even if I told you about my problems, all you're going to do is just "listen" right? OF COURSE, BECAUSE YOU STATED THAT YOU ARE ONLY A GOOD "LISTENER"!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! What use are you good for if all you ever do is just "listen" to other people's problems and not giving them any "advice"?

I would LOVE to trade you for a better brother... Seriously...

-Yamie

Dear _____,

I'm sorry dammit... I was a dick to you. Again. I shouldn't even be typing this here. I should be telling you this but fuuuck... Pride is such a horrible thing.

Dear _____,
You know how I feel about you, and you've decided to ask me to be your girlfriend. It's not your style to go after a girl's body, with no feelings for her, so I know you feel something. But the other girl... the way you talk about her... You should keep those thoughts to yourself. Talk to someone else about it... But don't talk about her like that around me. Please. I hate hearing you say it. I know our agreement, but I can't help feeling the way I do, and I'm sorry for that.

Dear ____,
Yes i have a complete dick to you but you know what? You deserved it. You broke up with me through someone else over text and lied to me about. then i find out that while we were dating you were asking other girls to homecoming, and you excuse was because i said i wasnt going. I didnt know that i wasnt going till that week and you were asking that whole month. Also whether i said i wasnt going or not you dont go and ask other girls to homecoming while your dating me. You've lied and done tons of other things and made me cry. So dont come crying me about all your problems and saying that you didnt do anything wrong so shut the fuck up bitch!

Dear _____,
you go through all these girls and have sex with them and when you get to me you find it hard to convince me to do it with you. You know why? Because im not a fucking whore! Then you go around spreading rumors about me having sex with you every night and i never did it once with you. You wonder why everyone hates you today? Because all you want is sex and you dont give a fuck what happens to the girls you do that to. Plus all the lies you have told about all your friends. Now your whining and crying everyday. Guess what i have to say to that. NOBODY CARES! You need to grow some,and get over yourself.i bet your finding it really hard to get a girlfriend now too. Thats your own damn fault so dont come to me asking what you should do or why no one likes you. Karma's a bitch isnt it?

Dear _____,
You come to school all the time in a pissy mood, or in the afternoons, because of your parents. You bitch and complain and i dont say anything about it, but when im bitching and complaining about my parents you get pissed and tell me to stop bitching all the time. So your aloud to bitch and complain but im not? How does that work? Last time i checked the whole world doesnt revolve around you! Your not the only one with family problems! You can never take a joke or tell when people are screwing around either. me and _____ were saying that about her british accent because we were screwing with eachother thats what friends do alot. Your also a fucking hypocrit. you get mad at me for asking whats wrong and then when -___ did the same to you you got pissed because he wouldnt tell you. Your not the fucking god of the universe!!!

Dear Bastard,

Fuck you. You aren't worth anyone's time. You moved down here and married my mum, but you're a total dick. She doesn't see it. You bitch and bitch at us and give us 10 minute lectures about forgetting to throw a paper towel away. You treat my sister and I like you OWN us. All we need is a "Throw that away please." Also, your tone of voice with everyone in the house drives me crazy. It's so condescending that it makes me feel like dirt. I'm sure I'm not the only one.

And you never think you're in the wrong, do you? With all the bullshit you put us through, you don't ever stop to think that you might be hurting someone. Course not. You only give a damn about yourself.

Oh, but I can't leave out that you're a hypocrite! You say we "WILL" respect you. We "WILL" do what you say. RESPECT IS EARNED, NOT GIVEN, ASS HOLE.

And by the way, if you ever lay a hand on me or my sister like you say you will, we will be gone that night. I wont let either of us pack anything. I will walk out with my sister and go to a friend's place to call her dad. He will get her and I will call CPS on your dumb ass. That is what will happen if you punch, kick, or slap me.

So do it. I /dare/ you.

Once again. FUCK YOU. Rot in hell. Crawl under a rock and die. I hope maggots grow in your rotting flesh, although they will probably die from how disgusting you are. I hope all the misfortune in the world befalls you! I hope someone will destroy your burial site! I hope you die slowly and painfully from something, whether it is murder or cancer! I don't give a damn if this pisses you off. You deserve to hear it. So again, fuck you.

Dear ______,

I don't know if I love because all I know is your name. I don't know if you've realized I've been there because you're always just sitting there, alone.

I've talked to you a couple of times and the first time you told me I took your seat, the second time I said "Hello, good morning.", I cowardly ran away and you ignored me. The third time, I asked about manga and you replied enthusiastically. The fourth time, on my birthday, you really scared me when you appeared from behind me.

You make me feel so confused but I know that I smile when you smile and I want to see it always.

I've written poems about you and dreamt of you yet I still don't know if "loving" you is okay.

I have loved another before you but all of that was fake, a lie, just my strong loyalty and I'm afraid it's going to be the same for you.

I have no right to say I love you because all I know is your name. There are so many ways to connect to you but it shouldn't be that way.

I want to take the first step but I'm just so scared that you'll reject me and maybe even just ignore.

My friend said we're a perfect match but it'll never happen unless something brings us together. I think I also feel the same way.

You're so close in reach but so far from my touch. I really need to find my courage because I can't even properly talk to my teachers. I just want to ask you, "Is it okay to love you?" and I want to at least hold your hand or say your name.

I feel like I might really love you, but probably that's not the real you but my imaginary you so I feel so ashamed.

I want to ask you again, "Can I love someone I barely know?"

I see you everyday sitting across me, and sometimes beside me, but all I could do is occasionally look at you.

My friend said you're rude and never talk to anyone but I notice how you're so happy with your friends all the time. I just love watching those glimpses of you talking to your friends when you're not at the library during lunch.

I want to know love, I want to learn love, I want to feel love.

I want to get to know you.

Yours truly,

Whisper

Dear -----,
I hate you. I hate everything about you. I used to hate your friends as well because i thought only horrible people could be friends with you now i realize that only the nicest people in the world could even begain to tolarate your BS and how you treat other people. Yet some how I am unable to express this hatred even after all you've done so be glad that I can do is steal your French notes to make you fail because if I could retailate next time you belitle me or call me weird no one would stop me from teaching you your lesson. And when you go to college I hope someone puts you back into the pit you crawled your slimey butt out of.

Sincerly,
Your Friend

Dear _____,

You are so fucking annoying at times, it's stupid. I can't believe how idiotic you are right now. You're stubborn and everyone fucking hates that about you but you don't seem to get that. What you need is a lesson in humility and your goddamn pride needs to be taken down MANY notches.

You're just a damn fool who takes everything for granted, including everyone's patience. I want you to just die sometimes; you are THAT annoying and bitchy. Sometimes, I wish you would get the fuck out of my life.

I often wonder if you are even aware of how much of a humongous bitch you are. Your childhood wasn't even that bad; we had good parents and lived good lives for Christ's sake! I don't even know what the hell is wrong with you half of the time, and you act like your life is one big drama that everyone just has to know about.

I fucking hate your guts, you horrendous bitch. Right now, I wish you would just go to hell and stay there until you get over yourself and your overzealous "self-importance". Maybe then you'll learn that the world doesn't center around YOU and YOUR GODDAMN PROBLEMS.

You're the worst person I know, and I wish I wasn't related to you. You act as if nothing can touch you, as if you were some sort of queen, when really, you are just middle-class, like EVERYONE ELSE. God, just face that fact already will you? AND STOP WITH THE DAMN CUSSING. YOU'RE NOT EVEN GOOD AT IT. LEARN TO SHUT THE FUCK UP WHEN NECESSARY BECAUSE NOT EVERYTHING'S ABOUT YOU, YOU SELFISH BITCH.

And I hate your laugh. It just pisses me off whenever I hear it, even when I'm in a good mood. And when you correct people all the time, no one appreciates it. Hardly anyone likes you, and, as patient as I can be, you just made me snap. I wish you would get the hell out of my face right now, bitch. Die.

I miss you. I miss your smile and your laugh and your face. I miss joking with you and teasing you, I miss texting you every day. I miss hoping we could be something. If only I had known that you didn't feel the same way. If only I had realized that you just saw us as friends. If only I had been able to control my passions. You were the only thing I could cling to during that violent upheaval, but ultimately that wasn't fair to you. And now it's gone. Our interactions are brief and sharp, full of emptiness. You still seem like you think we're friends. I wish we were. But I might be glad we aren't. I don't want to put energy into love that will never result into anything

Dear ______,

You do realize I ignore every word that comes out of your mouth now, right? You're fucking annoying and a goddamn bitch. So stop thinking that any of my friends like you or that we enjoy your company even just a little.

Seriously, though. Stop sitting near me. Stop talking to me during class. I can't even hear the teacher half of the time, even if I start telling you to shut up. I know it's hard to understand... but you piss me off, and you never, ever shut your trap. I don't know how many eye rolls and snide comments from me it's going to take for you to get the message through your thick skull. Go away. Please.

I'm sorry to sound so cliche, but nobody likes you, honey.

You're not even worth hating. You're more like a gnat or a fly buzzing around in my ear. So before I have to get the flyswatter out, please just shoo.

Thank you.

~Em

Dear ____:

I am grateful for everything you have done. You saved my life. You made me stop harming myself. I am eternally grateful that you did all of those things. I just wish I was strong enough to prevent myself from feeling that way again.

I'm older than when you met me but younger than ever. I seem to have regressed back to a younger age because I am finding qualities like acceptance and love I never thought I would find in a person. I keep believing this isn't real, but it is. I actually have friends. Friends you helped me make. Friends I want to keep but am starting to think I don't deserve them.

You aren't going to have me in your presence until I realize I'm no longer six. Through no fault of your own, I was thrown into mature situations that I had no idea how to handle, and still don't. You don't have to worry about me falling in love and being in a relationship again, or dwelling on the past I was forced to live. I can isolate myself from you and everyone else because it's evident I am breaking the ones around me.

So like you want me to, I will disappear. I still will be eternally grateful for all you did, but don't want to make you do too much.

I pushed you too far. I pushed everyone too far. I must stop before I really put you over the edge.

If anyone asks questions...tell them I'm just depressed and they don't need to do anything about it. I can fight my first battle for a long time alone.

Thank you for all you have done, and I'm sorry for making things bad.

- Svecia

Dear______,

I am done with you. I don't care anymore. Your constant insults, you may think of them as jokes, but they really hurt. to see you be able to do things i wished i could do and to just put me down. do you have any idea what its like?
Also, you are so into your self its creepy. Its one thing to have pride in ones self, but its another thing to be coincided. to constantly put your signature 'chibi' every where, just stop it please.
And also now that we are through don't think for a second that i haven't seen all of your bashing on me. I know you see me as a horrible preson but i don't bash one you. i honestly try not to. i don't want to stoop as low to your level. and i love how you call me the immature one.
I know you trusted me to do something that meant alot to you and i know i have ruined it. I KNOW WHAT I DID YOU CAN STOP TELLING ME. But in all honesty i ruined it on perpus, to be that obsessed with something like that, its not healthy. I don't meant it in any teasing or joking way. you in damn high school and your growing into an adult, its about time you start acting like one instead of a damn 3 year old.
I just hate how we used to do everything together and i told you some things i would never dare tell anyone else. and then to be just tossed aside and never looked back at. I'm sorry that i'm bad at being a good friend. funny to say this kind of thing has happen before. But i'm not sorry as well, i hope one day krama will come back and bite you in the ass.

sincerely,
Me

Dear _mom____,
please exsept me for who i am. i am going to tell you i am bisexual. i have known this for a long time i relized this right after puberty and have been to scaird to tell you because our family might not exept and you might not either. but this is the real me and i have always been this way. you loved me before i told you right so will yo love me after i tell you?

Dear Family,
You're all very wonderful people, but I'm slowly coming to the realization that none of us have anything in common past our blood line. I don't mean this dramatically, I mean it honestly. We all have different hobbies, different shows we like, different books we read, different foods we eat, different music we like, and different values we hold. I don't know how this happened, but it did. I have nothing in common with any of you, and I just wish you'd see that. I really wish you'd love me for who I am rather than who you think I could be, because I will never be that person. Still, that doesn't mean that I'm not a good person.

Best Wishes,
Me.

PS. I'm sorry I cry and don't let you see. I know you think you can help, but I wish you'd believe me when I say that every time I let you try, you say the wrong things, and it hurts more. I've tried a lot, too, so now I just don't try anymore.

Dear ______,

3 years I spent around you. For what reason, I cannot be sure. I suppose that I just found you interesting. You were so very different, and I thought that I was a very unique person until I met you. You seemed to occupy a world completely different from my own and all of the others, and I wanted in. So, bit by bit, I started to slowly pick into your solitary shell, letting go of so much that I loved in the process, including my social and academic lives. Why did I do this? Fuck if I know, I just wanted to understand you.

So now, here we are, 3 years later. All of that time, I thought that I was actually getting somewhere with you. We talked almost everyday, we shared music, movies, anime, etc. We were finally good friends. Or so I thought. Looking back now, all of the effort was done by me. You never cared what I thought, never considered my feelings, or likes, dislikes, fucking anything. You just fucking told me what I had to do, and like the ignorant tool I was, I did it. You rarely, if ever, listened to what I had to say, wanted to do anything with me, you never invited me to your house, and you never wanted to come to mine, you completely fucked up my notion of what a friend should be.

So now, I have 2 years of high school left. I haven't enjoyed any of it for 3 fucking years. So now, you know what? I'm done with this shit. I'm gonna do my best to salvage what's left of my social life, I'm gonna start studying, I'm not gonna hate everything and everyone around me, I'm going to listen to WHATEVER FUCKING MUSIC I WANT, I'm gonna get a girlfriend, I'm going to be immature, I'm going to enjoy the rest of my teenage years, and, I'm just gonna say it: fuck you, you arrogant fucking prick. I never want to see you ever again. Don't even fucking come near me. Don't try to talk to me. Don't even look at me. Just get the fuck out of my life.

Sincerely, Kaneda.

P.S Enjoy the rest of your life. Go nowhere, die young. Have a fucking blast.

Dear mom, i miss you. you passed away last month and i swore to do great by you and being birthed by a amazing person who raised me, I Love You

Dear____

Hello random person who i've probably never met, and i have it`s nice to see you again.I'm not sure writing here today, i guess about the anger in me as well as sadness, happiness,lonely,being pushed out,and... something. but i`m pretty sure it's anger. I know i want to help people, thats why i joined that dollars, but i don`t think its working out to well. Because when i put sticky notes yesterday on the lockers saying" Happy Valentines Day Everyone!", Everyone took them off not even daring to read it at all. The same thing even happen when i put the " Take What You Need" fliers on the classroom doors. I`m not so sure if they really care who the dollars are really are. And i know this for sure, that everyone in my class is selfish and that they don't show any shame for they do, and that they don't even care about how other feel, how bad they have felt for doing terrible things towards others. But i still try to stay positive even though i hate them.But there are people who i do accept.Thank You for listening for me, see you later!! -Witch

Dear___
I think it was 3 years ago i met you, and though at th at time i didn't thinkmabout it much you were always there, you were always someone I could count on. Now i think i've realized that I really do love you.

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>>367 Dear Person,
I'm sorry to bother you but you really annoyed me with the i's please GOD captiolize the I's it's very bothersome especially since this is a letter,
thank you

>>370 Dear Hypocrite

This is a site in which literacy is a valued but rare commodity. With exception to most of the regulars, few people here have the writing or comprehension skills necessary to graduate from primary school. You are no different.

Sincerely,

Kaneda

Dear God,

Thank you for the life You have given me. I am so grateful for everything You have provided for me :) Sometimes life can be a struggle. People say mean things to me and to others. I get depressed sometimes because I think of the time when Sterling took his own life... You remember that evening, don't You? I was so sad and crushed when he died. At that moment, it seemed like I had nothing left. My bestfriend was gone, my father didn't really seem to think much of me, my mother and I fought a lot, my friends distanced themselves from me. Everything was just going so terribly. But as I sit here thinking about that time 4 years ago, I can't help but smile. Thank you Lord for the life that I have lived. You were always there for me in my time of struggle, and You comforted me and showed me with love and kindness. I pray for all of those who struggle with depression. I have felt something similar to what they are feeling: alone, worthless, meaningless, stupid, fake, dumb, problematic, etc. I want them to know that life is worth living. Even if you have hard times, things can always get better. Life is so beautiful and there's so much that we can do in our time here on this earth. I wish other people could realize this like I have, God. I no longer sit and waste my life away with thoughts of pain, guilt, and regret because I know I'm worth more then the evils of this world. Everything happens for a reason. The death of my bestfriend has opened my eyes to the value of humanity. People are wonderful, everyone is special in their own way. Why do people hate each other? Why do people get angry and hold grudges against one another? It doesn't make any sense to me: holding on to those types of things will only hurt you more. Anger will not solve anything. Moping will not solve anything. Staying positive in this life will create a brighter future :). Lord, thank you for my family, thank you for my friends. Thank you for the struggles in my life. Thank you for even the worst days, God, because you allowed me to open my eyes in the morning and live another day. I know You could crush me if You wanted to, but I know that You don't. You love me, and I am forever grateful. Thank you.

Sincerely,

Katoteshi

Dear thighs,

Why the fuck do you have to be so thunderous? I spent an entire fucking week looking for a swimsuit small enough to fit me that wasn't a bikini and YOU LITTLE SHITS HAVE TO POKE OUT AND DISPLAY THE GLORIOUS THIGH FAT OF YOUR PEOPLE HUH. GO DIE WITH YOUR FATTY FRIENDS. (My apologies to the people that read this.)

Regards,
An insane dieter with very low self esteem

Dear____,

I don't know what has made me so angry at you lately. Maybe it's because you're an outright bitch, right? I mean, you claim to be depressed, but you don't act like it. You're dramatic and you take out your anger on me and our other friend. It's not fair. Is it because of your ex? Hunny, you dumped HIM! Don't go complaining about it, it's bullshit. Anyway, I'm cutting my ties with you. Good riddance.

Sincerely,

Kei

Dear____. I love you soooooo much I wish you'd go out with me your so >.< I really I like you

Dear @$$#0!&,
You know, I don't completely hate you, but you are an asshole. I'd like to tell you that no, ______ is not a stalker, not gay, not a bitch, not a dodgeball target, not a brat, not crazy, not your torture device, and even if I stick up for her, neither am I. One day, someone is going to tell you that, to your pathetic face, and it will most likely be me. If it makes you feel better, _____ will not be going to your school next year, even if it is in the top 10 schools in the US. Why? Because you're going there. I hope you feel like a dick head.
Have a lovely day,
Otaku Of The Wild.

Dear___,

I almost wish I had never told you how I felt for you. Even though you promised to stay friends with me, you've been ignoring me for way too long and that hurts me. It also hurts me that you haven't told ___ and ___ you're no longer their friends just because you found a new friend that you have more fun with. You know, they still think you'll eventually come back one day and I hate that you're going to force me to tell them you're not. I mean, come on! You haven't spoken to ___ in two months and only once to ___ this month! They're my two best friends in the world and you were once too so please.... Don't hurt them too.

Your once best friend,

Sora-Kins~

dear _______, _____, ___, ______ ____, ___, ___, ______ ___,

I haven't been the best in our family but I'm trying to grow up and still have that childishness that you appreciated since I was young. I miss the old days but it's never gonna be the same.. But, we're still here and we'll take things as they come. After Dad,s surgery I've been thinking of how selfish I've been and i'll do my best to be less of the qualities you've hated since i've grown up away from you guys. I hope things go well with dad and that whatever happens we still get to keep whatever we work to achieve while he's ill... and we'll be closer than before.. after everything... and if things don't turn out to good, I hope we'll still be there for each other. A lot of effort yeah? but it's all worth it. I love you all :) - V

Dear _________,

I don't understand what the heck is your problem. You are selfish and part of me wants to hate you. It's so aggravating to be constantly defending you and you keep doing stupid things. I really should let go of you completely. My Facebook just reminds me of you. I wanna just yell at you and just.... You hurt me. I loved you and you hurt me. I protected you and you hurt me. How could you be so short sighted as to not see what would happen. You took away all my favorite memories and made them feel cheap and worthless. I gave up so much for you and I got nothing but lies and pain from you. I wish you could understand what you did but I know that you will never understand. You can't because you're cheap and thoughtless. You can't think beyond your own wants and needs. Selfish, just selfish. And the sad part is, I can't because I feel obligated to help you because no one else will. No one will teach you how to make good decisions. You're own mother is exactly like you for God sakes! You are just like your mother, just like HER! The one you tried so hard to not be like. I really hope you don't mess up too bad. I wish you would actually make educated decisions, instead of letting your environment take you over. You need to grow up. I can't help you anymore. It's draining the life out of me. You are killing me. How could you be so selfish and stupid?

Your ex,

syndicatemember#3

Dear ______,

You're my best friend, you put up my shit and problems as much as you can and I think you for that. But, ever since you got a gf, you've been bragging about her to me and it's SOOOOOOOOOO F****ING ANNOYING!!!!!!!!!! I wish I could beat the shit out of you sometimes over things you say, and I'm about ready to snap!!! And yes, I know I'm annoying but it's because you're annoying and I came home just pissed off at you twice in the past week!!! You just get on my f***ing nerves sometimes and I'm surprised were still friends too after the shit we put each other through... I'm sure you feel like this too. But, your like my brother to me and I trust you more than most the people I know. I'm sorry for some of things I say/ do out of anger to you... I just wish you'll forgive me for being a bitch and annoying to you, and I forgive you for the shit you put me through.

~Shadows

Dear ____,

While I am really glad that we're able to be friends again after our (abrupt and rather confusing) break up last month, I have to admit that I'm still a little in the dark about your intentions. You said you were jealous of some guy (one of my close friends, actually) flirting with me yesterday, but I don't think it's my place to assure you that nothing is going on between us if we're no longer together. Aside from that, you don't seem to know if you're single again or not. In my opinion, if your girlfriend hasn't talked to you in 3 weeks (a mere 2 weeks after you started dating her/dumped me, by the way) then you two aren't together anymore.
Despite this I find myself still having the same feelings for you as before even though we aren't able to be 'together' because of the distance between us. What I want to know is what will happen in the future? Will I visit you or will you visit me? Will we eventually end up living in the same state? Would you even still be interested in me in a few months? A few years?
My head is spinning with all the uncertainty you've brought unto me.
At least do me the decency of clearing up a few things.

Loveandstuff,
Friia

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Dear___
You make me feel depressed, happy, confused, hurt, over-joyed, and amazing. I go to you for everything, you know me better than my mother. We have known each other for a year now. You are very special to me. You are always in my head. Your the first thing I think of in the morning, you haunt my thoughts throught the day, and I think of you before I go to bed. You mean the world to me, but I know we cant be. You arent like me. You arent bi. It hurts everytime I see you, but I also love the fact that you are in my life. You are amazing. Hell, you LOOK amazing. My heart speeds up everytime I see you. I fell dependent on you when you are gone. I seek your embrace when I am depressed beacuse I know it will make me feel on top of the world, but it wll also make me feel like shit because we can never be. I dont like it at all when you ignore me. I always pay attention to you, but you dont do the same. I see you hang out with all these other people, but you never have time for me. It already hurts knowing that I will never have you, that I will have to watch you be in multiple relationships, but the fact that you cant even find the time to hang out with me for a day it hurts. You always say you cant give me a straight answer, but I bet you give everyone else a fucking "yes or no." Yo ucant even do that. I would love it if we ever atleast hung out, everytime I get to see you goosebumbs rake my body. Everytime our we collide my heart races. I have never felt like this for anyone besides you.....but I cant change you to make you like me. But no matter what, I will always be here for you, no matter what.

Love,
Zeus

dear___

you are amazing. your cute and funny and you always make me feel better. you always know what to say when im down and you make me feel better. your smile makes my knees buckle and when you laugh i just have to stop what im doing to listen. also, im in love with you. im in love with the way you dont try to fir in, your just you. im in love with the way you take your shoes off in class like your at home wherever you go. im in love with your hair and your hat that are never separated. im in love with the things you seem to hate though i dont know why. im in love with your imperfections because they make you so human and amazing. im in love with your music taste and how you play cod. im in love with your friendliness and how you can go from foolishly adorable to serious. you think your so ugly, but your not even close to average. your like Tamani from Wings. your sweet and your presence draws me in like a moth to a light. your not addicting like a drug, no way. ive known people who are addicting, but your not. your just this godly being and i always want to be around you. i cant help it. i love you. it wasnt love at first site, but when i first started too talk to you and be your friend, i knew i was gone, lost in your eyes, but you love her. and i will never be good enough for you. i will never be like the girl you like. shes gorgeous and smart and perfect and im not. but i love you. just remember that.

Dear ___

I will kill you one day. I can assure you that. You'll never see it coming. It will satisfy my grudge.

ohh I need this,
first off...
@Haze, killing is wrong.... though I kinda want to become an assassin...... but I'm a Christian, so...
anyway~ here I go
Dear Bitch,
I don't really know what happened, but something just snapped in my brains and I almost hate you now. It might have something to do with your hypocritical nature. I really think it's stupid that you break up with people and say "I freak out during relationships, I don't want in one." then in about five or six days say "I still love you." and now all of a sudden you have some military boyfriend, and you still wanna be my friend? I fucking paid your way into the military ball, for what? you to spend the whole damn night with him while I sit in the corner? what a selfish bitch. I told you time and time again that I didn't want to go. I was only going for you. and now you do this shit. So just go fuck yourself, and get the hell out of my life. Oh ya, almost forgot how it's ok for you sit and badmouth me to bri the hole fucking class, but yet I can't say one damn think about your flaws. you get pissed and throw a bitch fit. Im sick of it, and I'm sick of you. goodbye and fuck off.

Dear ______:

I'd like to preface this note with a request for you not to kill me. I know you told me to never fall in love because everything that falls has a chance of breaking...but I like someone. And they like me back. He is one of your close friends and me and him have been flirting for a while now, in the form of subtle gestures at school and skyping for hours on end. I really want to date him, but the value of your friendship is what is keeping me from doing so. I don't want you to be upset but I don't want to be upset either because I didn't take advantage of this opportunity.

He already promised he wouldn't hurt me. He saved me from the bullies. He means the world to me but you mean the world to me too. I'm trying to hold back but it just seems so exciting. Surely you know how that feels, right?

I really hope I can talk to you about this and I can get your consent to be with him. Otherwise, you will have a big surprise next year when you come visit us.

Please forgive me my weakness,
Svecia

Dear ______,

I just wish you'd forgive me for being a bitch to you friday, I wasn't in the mood for bull**** and you knew it though... I've not been that happy since me and my gf broke up months ago and lately I've been a little depressed about how lonely I feel too... And you rubbing your gf in my face started it all. It made me feel like I have nobody I can talk to anymore really besides you and then you start trying to annoy me as payback for wanting to feel the gap in my life my ex left me with having someone to talk too... You can be such a b**** sometimes. I ain't the nicest person either but I wasn't rubbing my ex in your face when you were single and I was dating, so how does that give you the right to do that to me? I think if something doesn't change soon we aren't going to be friends much longer, and then you probably wouldn't care until you and your gf broke up. MAN, SHE HAS CHANGED YOU FOR CRYING OUT LOUD AND I DON'T LIKE THE NEW YOU!!! I WANT THE OLD YOU BACK, THE NEW YOU IS SELFISH, INCONSIDERATE, HATEFUL, HYPOCRITICAL, MEAN, HATEFUL AND IF I DIDN'T CARE ABOUT YOU MAN I WOULD HAVE STOPPED BEING YOUR FRIEND FRIDAY!!! Please, just stop being a b**** to me, a person who actually has your back and CARES ABOUT YOU!!! If we make up for our argument monday (which I'm 99% sure we will), we are gonna need some sort of agreement so you quit trying to annoy me and I quit wanting to beat the s*** out of you when you start annoying me which is: I'll quit being b****y and annoying and you quit mirroring me when I start to annoy you because that doesn't fix the problem at all, it makes it worse.

I hope you have a nice sunday and I'll see you monday.

~Shadows

Dear ____,

I'm sorry for my anger over nothing and for not replying to your message. I'm sorry for not realizing it until it was too late. Sometimes, I wish I could talk to you; sometimes, I wish you would go out of your way to talk to me. But I know I never meant that much to you; that wasn't our relationship. You're not the kind of guy I would normally go for, anyway. The only similarities between us were video games (which we never played together) and drinking.
What you did, though, was why I didn't reply. Would it have killed you to invite me along? Fucking no. So, I marched past all of you, through the freaking dart forest, and went home.
I don't know if I actually managed to vent at all. But I tried.

- KG

Dear ____;
So what if I got a bad test score? It's your fault for not teaching me right. Why did the alphabet hook up with numbers anyway? That just increases the reason on why I hate this subject. Also, why are you always on my vss? what the fudge did I ever do to you? You always nag nag nag, well I say STFU! I wonder why you even came here, you are always mad at us for messing around when you are always trying WAAY to hard to be funny! Case closed, padlocked, double deadlock seal, wrap it around with chains, toss it in the ocean and drop a nuke full stop!
From: An annoyed student

Dear ___,

I don't care if your high. Shut up.

-This guy.

Dear >>381

I hate your screen-name so much. I mean really, are you KIDDING ME?! If you really believe in God and all, then you'd know that he doesn't hate people in the LGBT society. He loves them, he just hates their LIFESTYLE. Get a reality check!

-KH

Dear my one love,


Well... We broke up... I don't really know right now if my heart is broken or just numbed with shock and pain... Five and a half months we were together... We've been through so much together in that short time... We've been to heaven and hell... There was pain... And cunfusion... And sadness... Even fear... But lots of happiness... The times we've had together are the happiest times in my life... And I'll always cherish these memories and feelings... And keep them in my heart...

The thing is... I love you... And I always will... So it's hard to say goodbye... But I want you to be happy... And you can't be happy if we stay together... But no matter hot much it hurts... I won't tell you... And I won't allow myself to cry... Because the more I cry the less I will love you... And I don't want that... I want to love you forever... Even if on the off chance I find someone else... I will still love you... Because I promised you my heart forever... And I decided a long time ago that I won't break any of my promises... So it will always be yours... It will always belong to you...

It' so hard though... Harder for me because I've never been one for saying goodbye... And plus once I'm attached to something it's harder for me to let go than it is for most people... I'm like a suction cup with superglue... It takes more than a little strength to pull myself away... And it takes more work to find another place to stick me to again...

We've broken up once before... And you came back to me... Another time, you felt broken and you weren't sure if you loved me anymore... You took the time you needed to think it through and afterwards you felt that you still loved me, so you stayed with me... I can't help but wonder how things will turn out this time... As you've pointed out... It'll be eight years before we actually meet in real life... And me being older, you think it might be harder for me to wait for you... Honestly, I'm not sure... But if you ever find some one else, I hope she takes good care of you... Like I have in the time we've had together...

There's one more thing I wanna say though... I've told you this a few times already, but... There are lots of people in this world that hate me, and I still don't know why... But you taught me that there are people in this world who CAN love me... I just have to find them... And I'm glad you taught me that... I used to think that no one would ever love me and that no one ever could... I used to think that I would end up being alone forever... Now I know that that isn't true. So thank you. And even though I'll never find anyone like you... Even though you're the only one in this world who fits my every dream and wish... No matter how much it hurts me... I'll let you go... So you can be happy...



Yours sincerely, Celestial.

Together we'll go back in time, to the time when we were only friends. But I will always be here for you and have you in my heart... Because I will always love you... Forever...

Dear____,

I've liked you since the beginning of 7th grade.Actually more than like love everytime I hear your voice my heart skips a beat I've been holding my feelings in and it's so painful, but the most painful yet relieving thing is that you'll never know it's me

sincerely,D.T.K

Dear ___,

I've never been the same since that day. You betrayed me and left as if it was nothing. I just want you to know that no matter how much you say love me, or how much you try to convince me that it's not your fault, or how much you try to bribe me into loving you again. IT.WON'T.WORK. But I'll gladly take your gifts and tell you that I love you, even of it's a lie. I need your money to help the family you left behind. You made me lose an important part to being human, and I hope you know that someday.

Sayonara,
Takagi Leigh

Dear ____,
You were never there for me when I grew up. You left taking care of us for Mum, and only came home late at night to sleep. You were grouchy and almost never wanted to speak to me. I know you were working hard to make money so that we could stay in our house, but I still felt neglected.
Yet, I still loved you. I looked up to you and wanted to grow up to be like you. The times you took me out on the truck were great, and I enjoyed the time I spent with you.
But you left. 2 years ago, you were gone, without a word. Then, a year later, you turn up on our door, as if nothing changed. You'd been living alone, and times were hard for you. You tried hard to be a better father, and I tried to accept you.
Your return gave me a lot of confusion. You were never there for us, but now you had all the time in the world, but it was too late for repairs. I felt guilt at our separation, and I spiraled into depression. I tried self-harm, and even suicide attempts.
Well, It's been a year now, and I'm doing great. I don't see you anymore, but that's fine. I grew up without a father, and I don't need one now. I'm sorry we were never that close.
Goodbye, Dad,
Mostmodest

Dear ______,

Please don't give up. I don't know why you feel this way and I don't know if I could even help. But please, I want to see you in English class again. I want to get agitated when you say perverted jokes a little too loud. I want you to turn and ask me if you can borrow a pencil. I want you to start writing poetry again, you're so talented! I want to hear the intelligent things you say and the knowledge you hold. I want to laugh with you. I want to see you smile (and I mean a real one). I want things to be okay. I want to be there, I want to understand, and I want to help in any way that I can. Because I care. I admire you as a person, and I want you to know that. I want to take back anything and everything I've said or done that may have hurt you. I want to be friends with you, _____.

I've wanted to be able to help you in some way for so long. Every time I've tried, I just get pushed away. Even if you hate me, please just talk to me.

I miss you, ______, I really do.

~Em

Dear _________,

I had a crush on you last year. And this year... We transferred to our own favorite school.... Coincidentally, our favorite school is the same. We meet again... We are in the same class again...

I hope for us to get along this year...

Sincerely,
Ri-chan

Dear ____,
Do you remember when we use to hang out all the time?
Remember how we used to run around in the field behind your house, that amazingly tall grass? and how we always used to have so much fun, we were such great friends...
I wish i knew what happened, i wish i could've understood you more, i wish i could've helped you. I could've been more sympathetic, i SHOULD have helped, i don't know whats wrong with me lately. I really miss you, it'd be nice to get together sometime and just go out and do something fun... but your life is better now. Theres no place for me in your life to come moping about how miserable i am. I didn't help you out when you needed it, i really didn't even deserve the right to call you my friend. With all my heart, even though i know i don't deserve it, i just want to see your face, i really need to see you. I don't know how to express just how much i miss you, i wonder if we'd still be able to communicate well? i know i've always been so awkward. Would you be surprised how in-secure i became? I used to be so confident and head strong, just so loud and so obnoxious... but now i don't even know what i'll say to you when i see you again.

uuu.. i really hope that i can see you... really really soon.




Sincerely,
~Eel Pudding~

I need to do another.
Dear___,
Please let me live my own life! Stop copying everything I like, everything I do and taking credit for it! I like being different, but with you copying everything I like... It's freaking annoying! Is it because I have more friends than you? Is it because you can't figure out how to live your own god damn freaking life? JUST FREAKING STOP! Do you have any idea how I feel; I, the one who's been copied by you her entire life?! Maybe I just wanted a few things to myself- but NOOO that's too much to fucking ask for. I can't wait until I can move out, join the military, and NEVER SEE YOU AGAIN! I don't care if we're blood related; I can avoid you once I'm out of this shit hole. I don't consider you a friend, a sister, a family member, or even a person.
GET YOUR OWN DAMN LIFE AND STOP COPYING MINE
Thanks a fucking lot

Burn in the deepest, hottest pits of hell
~Lynn

... Two in a row...
Hey___! Do me a favor; kill yourself. Get the fuck away from me; jump out a window, stab yourself, drink soap- whatever. Just die, preferably painfully.

And ___! I don't like you; you're annoying, squeaky, bothersome, and just plain disgusting. I also hope you die. You're spoiled and think the whole fucking world revolves around you. You think you can do anything when you can't do ANYTHING! you're useless, you can't even put your own toothpaste on your toothbrush! You're always making all sorts of bullshit lies and our parents always believe you because you're their favorite. Their only daughter that wasn't adopted. Good for fucking you; even though you'll probably be living in this shit filled house until you're forty; you're lucky that our parents loved you the most, that you got the mother fucking easy way out during your childhood. Hope you become a hobo when you move out, and when I move out; I don't ever want to see you again. bye.

___ and ___, you tell me to chew with my mouth closed, use table manners, be nice; but what about you? You two are mother fucking assholes; you're pigs without table manners! Ever wonder why I always rush when I eat dinner? Because I have to eat with you fucking pigs. Oh! I did something bad! Sorry! It was an accident; but you're going to punish me anyway whereas your 'blood related' daughter does things on purpose but it's ALWAYS fucking okay. Good for you, good for fucking you. At least now you know why I won't visit at all after I get out of here. Go to hell and fucking burn for all eternity see if I fucking care..

Y'know ___, ____, ___, and ___ Sometimes I wonder if dying is the easy way out; maybe I'm living in hell right now and you're all my tormentors. Maybe the lucky ones who die go to a place that's much better than this shit hole. Oh you didn't know I was suicidal? Good for you, yet another thing to add to the countless things YOU DON'T KNOW about me. Good for you, you assholes. You ALL know nothing about me, nothing at all. You simply suppose I'm happy all the time or whenever I can't help someone you suppose that I'm simply being disobedient, so you yell at me. Whenever I'm hurt you don't notice; whenever a different family member is hurt they get the special treatment; you're every bit of attention. Don't get me wrong I don't like you people and wouldn't want every bit of attention; I'd rather die! But still; you ___ and ___ are horrible parents whereas ___ and ___ are horrible sisters.
Go to HELL every last one of you bastards.

I think I feel a tad bit better now~ I come here to rant a lot, it's helpful ^^

Dear______
What makes you better than me? Why do you always get the good things? I don't understand, but why do I feel this way?
Jealousy, envy. I hate it. Stop it, please get out of my system. You have everything. Love, friends, confidence, a loving personality. You get granted all these, yet you're still unhappy with your life?
I am spending my birthday alone. I am without friends. I am without a love. Yet I exist, but no one likes me. I can always feel their glares digging into my back. Why do they not like me? I hear them muttering, those whispers about me. I don't understand.
Why do you have people liking you? Why does life treat you good? Why am I different?
Even he likes you. Probably. Once again, you have won. You always win. You get the grades, the people, and now the one thing I do not want to lose, you win him too.
I am angry.
I am jealous.
I hate this.

Dear______

I don't know what you're doing... but please stop... Aaah, this unknown feeling... it's too foreign. I don't know what to do with it. It's embarrassing and humiliating. How do you do it?

Now... whenever I see you with someone else... it hurts. I don't know why, but it's so stupid. The pain is stupid. Could it be jealousy? I shouldn't be jealous of such little thing. It's ridiculous. Yet I still am. Ugh, I hate this feeling.

Yet only you can stop me from feeling down. Just the other day, I was rather sad, when suddenly you sent a message. Why did that suddenly cheer me up? Why was I happy all of a sudden? We weren't even talking about anything special... just the normal chit chat. But somehow, it made me feel happy. I liked it.
And the day after that, we talked again.... round about the same time, only up till midnight this time.
But what? it's ridiculous isn't it? Because it's something I don't understand. I don't know how I'm suppose to act to it.

Please.... show me the way if possible.

1. What makes you any better than me? What gives you the right to say whatever you want to me? Why do you get to tell me that I'm worthless? WHY do you get away with telling me to go die in a hole, or kill myself?

2. You say you love me and care about me, but I wish you'd just stop lying to me already. You lied to me for SIX MONTHS! I don't you to tell me I'm stupid or a mistake. I don't need you to tell me what 1 has already told me for most of my life. I don't you to judge me. I don't need you to swear at me or smack me or cuss at me, and force me to the corner of the counter and listen to what you have to say about me. I don't need it.

3. What. The. Hell. Why???? Why are you doing this to me!???? What have I done? WHy do you want me to be alone? WHy do you want me to be weak? What do you expect me to do? DO you want a performance? Do you want me to strip tease for you and dance my life away so you can laugh at me? Do you want me to die? Do you want to live a horrible life? What do you want from me? Why are you doing this?

Dear _____
Are you fucking kidding me? Wah,Wah,Wah; it's so sad that dad's working on your birthday because he has to pay for things. 'I'm unwanted, I don't belong here' you say, is that a fucking joke? I'm adopted. You're fucking lucky, your parents actually wanted you whereas mine wanted to get rid of me the moment I was fucking born- no the moment they freaking knew about me.
Your mom and dad favor you over the adopted children; and you call yourself unlucky? Get a fucking grip and stop crying like a three year old whenever you don't get something you want!
Sure, it works on our parents; you couldn't have a birthday party this year because we had plumbing issues, so you cry and cry and cry. Somehow, you manage to cry enough to get our father to say that if you can't have a birthday party this year, then the whole family will go to splash lagoon.
How the hell? Why the hell would you even convince that? Are you that spoiled?! You're a spoiled brat that cries whenever she can't get what she wants, you can't do anything for yourself and you don't help others. Yet our parents don't complain, no~; they yell at me for asking you to help with something.
'Here, ___ can you put this in the recycling bucket for me please?' I had asked you nicely; too busy to do it myself
'But I'm in my pajamas and I'm barefoot' you replied
I was in my fucking short sleeved pajamas with long pants whereas you were in winter pajamas; and it was pretty cold outside. So I said 'I'm in my pajamas and barefoot too, except I'm wearing short sleeves' What do I get? You made watery eyes towards our father and I got whacked on the head for being mean to you and not doing anything for myself.
Fuck you.
I can't wait until I'm so far away from you that you can't even guess where I am, I don't want to see your face ever again after I get out of this shithole.

Burn in hell eternally
~Lynn

Dear _______,
You were a straight A student before the weekend, and now ur not. just like that. You did all 5 worksheets but forgot to turn them in before ur field trip. So now ur stuck staring at those 5 f's, just because u forgot. You screwed up.
Better luck next time.

Dear ___,
Oh wow that's real fair. Hearing your 'favorite daughter' insult me but then when I return with one you yell at me. Wow. Just wow, I'm speechless.
Hm, I wonder how much better my life would've been if I had been adopted by someone else, did I have a choice in choosing who I lived with? No. If I did; do you really think I would be here right now? In a house with freaking parents that hold favoritism over their original daughter; and that said daughter happens to be racist. That brat thinks she can tell me and my twin what to do and order us around, she used to call us 'slaves' and you let her get away with it.
You didn't fucking care and neither you or ___ will never care.
Remember that time I fell of my bike and tore a lot of skin? Remember what you did? You told me that you're not paying if it gets infected, it would be my own fault.
That was nice of you wasn't it?
Whereas when your favorite fell off her bike you were suddenly worried over her; trying to help her in every and any way possible as she cried her fucking eyes out. She's a manipulative cry baby that needs to die. I'd happily kill her but that's illegal.
I'd kill myself; but then you'd hate me even more because you'd have to pay for the fucking funeral.
Why the hell did you even adopt me?
Maybe next time you tell me to 'get out' when I insult your favorite daughter; maybe instead of cutting I'll just jump out the window; headfirst. Or maybe I'll take too many pills; maybe even cut a little too deep, maybe run to the park and drown myself, starvation works too.
Would you feel guilty?
No, you'd be angry that you'd have to pay for the funeral and whatever else

Go die; I'd be much happier that way
~Lynn

Dear ____

I'm happy to be alive. Thank you for all the lemons.
I'll try harder next time.

-Geoff

Dear _____,
I really like you a lot. But...you'll never know me, never love me, and probably never even spare me a glance. I just wanted to get it out there...anonymously, even. I'll give up on you, and whomever else I might fall for as no one will fall for me. I think I'm ready to accept being alone. I have all the lovers I need in anime and any ridiculous fanfictions I write. Thanks for making this thread, and in regarding ____, Thanks for nothing
Goodbye,
_____

Dear ___
I want to make a relationship with someone so if you're in the greater vancouver area and are a female, and wish to be friends and or start a relationship email notorioushkf@gmail.com looks don't matter to me.

Dear___
I love you, and if I had all the money in the world, I'd buy you the moon itself...
Unfortunately... I'm limited on how much I have...
I wonder why I can't just say no...? Who knows...

Always there for you,
_____

Dear ______,

At the beginning I wanted to write a big letter. Something long, with the whole story of our friendship in it, the ups and downs, striking memories; Pretty much everything that happened to us. But in the end I thought, well, she’s not going to read that f*cking piece of paper anyway, so let’s just get to the point.

Just what is wrong with you ?

Dude, you can’t just use someone like this. When you tell someone just how great they are as a friend, you’re supposed to treat them as a friend. And not some tool ! You can’t just come to me whenever you need someone to complain about others to, someone to play circus clown to distract you, someone to comfort you when you’re feeling down without any reason, which is pretty much every single day, without giving me ANYTHING in return. When we’re together you keep saying you are there for me if I ever have a problem, but the only time I tried telling you something a little personal, you brushed me off like I was some little kid trying to get your attention when you’re busy. And then you still have the nerve to say I’m abandoning you.

Just today you got angry because I spent the break with another friend of ours. You kept saying things like you know we were talking about you, that if we wanted to plot against you we should have been more discreet. Don’t you think you’re being a little paranoiac ? The world doesn’t evolve around your little person ; I thought you knew that by know. I am perfectly aware of the fact that you have some self-esteem problems, but it doesn’t make it okay for you to try to make us feel guilty for something we haven’t even done. Stop trying to invent yourself some problems when there isn’t really anything to worry about. For now your attention-whore behavior still works with many of the others, but I’m not buying your shit anymore.

Besides that, you have no f*cking right getting annoyed because I spend a little more time with others, leaving poor little you feeling abandoned. It’s not like you really care whether I am there or not anyway.

I already gave myself enough in f*cked up relationships I wasn’t getting anything out from, so if you’re expecting me to grow all concerned because you’re acting all depressed again, let me tell you it’s not going to work. For once, I would like you to realize that others are not the problem, you are.

The worst in all of this is you still manage to make me feel guilty.
Whenever I see your depressed face, I can’t help but think it’s probably my fault again.

Guess you really got what you wanted.

Sincerely,

Your friend who would rather not be seeing you tomorrow.

Dear____,

I need you, why aren't you here? why haven't I seen you before? I need your smile, I need your laughs, I need your company. But why wont you give me them, I can't function well without you, I cant see any point in living without you.I know we haven't met before but I know your out there and I'll always be here searching for you,

I hope you're really exist, I hope you're not just an illusion, If you don't exist and I'm just in love with nothing, then I dont need to live another day......

I love you

Please reach me in time before I give up hope that you exist.I dont want to die , but without you it'e worst than being dead. Without you it's best I'd be dead

Dear ________,
When will you ever be free? :P Anyway, I hope you can come out again soon so we can have our usual awkward silences that aren't really awkward at all and we can be all 'Socially Awkward' as you say XD
Anyway hope to see you soon!
Love DN

Dear ___
*Sigh* I'm done; I'm just done trying to be different. Everything I do, two days later you're doing it too. Don't you think I fucking deserve to be different? Why the hell do you wanna copy me so much!? It's annoying and makes me angry yet you act as if it's nothing and that it's as if you're not even copying me. stop. That's all I want.
Please just stop and leave me alone!
~Lynn

Dear __
The moment I ask you something serious; something that's been bothering me for a while- when I finally fucking open up a bit you laugh it off and ignore it, believing it's something unimportant and useless.
Thanks a lot. I don't have much time to rant because of the fucking connection anyway
~Lynn

Dear____,
I don't hate you. I'm incapable of hatred, and don't think yourself so special that I'll make an exception to that rule just for you. So stop beating yourself up. i'm a jerk equally to everyone, it's almost my way of showing affection. Can we still be friends, dispite my...social impairments?

Dear ________ _______,

I'm in love with you. I'll probably end up doing nothing about it, though.

~meromero

^ I was really angry at someone and myself i can't even read my own letter so deleted it.

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I really tried I tried to be
The best boyfriend I could be but you lied to me
I really loved you
But now I take that back
So I now I made this rap
Cuz I hate your ass

I don’t know why I kept on going and I kept on trying
I should have saw all a long that your ass was lying
For all the times you said you loved me and your love was forever
You weren’t even that great bi***, I can do better
I mean look at your body it’s a little above par
But your face looks like you just got ran over by a car
What the f*** what I thinking I must of been drinking and drunk
To date this girl who never took a bath and smelled worse then a skunk
I mean seriously why you think Danyle has so many zits
She be picking, squeezing them and they bigger then her tits
That sh*** was so disgusting it just made me sick
I had to imagine another girl every time she sucked my dick
So she somewhat get to a level she could arouse me
Now I’m wondering why I settled for a girl so lousy...

Dear,
I don't like talking to you, so stop it. I'm not gonna forget what you said to me all those times before so don't even try to be nice to me. I don't hold grudges. I just tread more lightly around the ones who have stung me. You say you want me to stay at the same place, because I'm quiet. I want to leave so badly though. There are times when I thought you have changed somehow, but then you just turn out to be the same sickeningly cocky jerk you are. I hate that you think of yourself as better than everyone that doesn't fit your view. I've heard people say your nice once they get to know you but, I still think otherwise. Sometimes I wonder how you have friends. But maybe there is another shade of you that I have not seen. I go by the rule that there is always a back story to everything, but I'm starting to lose faith that your a good person.
-Homecoming

Dear,______

Please stop hurting yourself! I know life kinda sucks sometimes but not enough to cut yourself. Don't fucking dwell on shit that makes you want to cut your wrists. Last time you didn't answer me when I knocked on your door and I went in to find you laying on the ground with a razer in your hand and your arm having a puddle of blood on it. I hate seeing you with that look on your face, when you just want to go and hide in your room to cut. I realize that mom and dad drove you to this, putting so much pressure on you for softball. You just wanted to rest and ice your muscles but they wanted to see you in perfect shape for scouts to watch you. Fuck them. They are fucking assholes. They think just because you are athletic that they can train you to get a sholarship and they won't have to pay for college. sure it sounds nice to me, until you explained to me what they did to you during those 5 hour practices. Just forget what they have done and please just live with me forever and in peace. All I desire in life is for you to be happy and not stress about school, sports, or mom and dad.

You know, I never should have left you. mom and dad always did listen to me a little more. I thought that after I talked to them about your training they would let up when I left but they pushed you harder. When you called me, I knew, you couldn't hide it from me. You sounded so depressed and I felt horrible. I was plannning to come home after the year was over but you called again and said that you had made a friend. Someone that you could count on that wouldn't leave you like I did. I heard you got really close to her too. :) I was finally at ease. But mom just had to fuck things up and say that the team that you and her met on was not good enough and you had to switch.

And now here we are. you are depressed and cutting and I'm wanting you to leave the hell of our household, to move with me and you can do what ever you want. you can keep playing softball because you are amazing at it or you can pick something else up. i really don't care i just want you with me, out of harms way.

Love,
Pyotr

Dear ________
I am soo tired of all of you even though you're my friends,i don't know why,to the point where now half of the time i can't even look at your faces without feeling mad at most of you,you're all soo selfish that i keep to talking nonsense so i could talk without mentioning something that reminds me of just how much i hate all of you most of the time,i recognize you have some problems,but they've been threre since i met you guys,that marks three years now going with the same selfishness,same "depresion",same complains about all the litle things that can be fixed with the slightest effort,and i've tried to help,i really have,week after week i give you all opportunities and even go out of my way to help,but you don't help yourselves at all,and it's frustrating,because the way i actually see it,you complain out of nothing,in comparison to other people i know,your lives are perfect,so don't complain because of such a litle thing,recently one more has actually been added to our litle social group,she has problems too,ten times worse than all of your problems combined,i have admiration and the worry for her,she doesn't talk about it to just anyone like all of you do,but dosen't seek help at all...and it's getting worse by the day because even if those situations already passed the scars are still there...why can't even the people that knew her before me didn't notice how much she changed withing a year,but i did,even if we met after the change?...it's right there,why isn't anyone doing a thing or even noticing the pain that she obviouly has?,it's been six months now and from what i see,she's the only one that moved to being at least a litle bit happier,far having worse problems than you,why can't you do the same with all the help that you've gotten?

Dear______,

I don't know if you ever really treated me as your friend.

You are my good friend and you will always be but with the way you are acting right now, I don't know if the only reason you made me your friend is to prove that you are better than me.

I don't understand why you have to do this. I honestly feel like I am just someone you want to outdo.

You are my friend and you will always be.

Dear ______,

for the past 6 years i have hated you.I know you hate me too and that you think that you can do whatever you like to me and i won't say a thing.We were kinda like friends at the start but i started hating you after you went behind my back and made fun of me.Even after i told you to stop,you went and started rumors and called me names.I know you hate me,okay?but you don't have to go around telling all my classmates and their friends that you do.

i really hope you stop otherwise i might do something to you that might get me suspended

~megataku~

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Dear ____,

You say you are against child abuse but look what you are doing. Calling me a slut and a whore when I'm wearing jeans and a t-shirt. And not skanky ones either, like ones that cover everything and then some. You threw my sandals across the room this morning because you thought they exposed too much skin. You yell at me constantly over little things. And when I forgot to do a homework assignment, you watched as dad came over and grabbed me by the shoulders and started screaming in my face. He even tried to knock me to the floor.

I don't want to run away but I already have a plan lined up. The day you make me bleed is the day I head to a friend's house. You won't find me. Their parents even agreed to hide me. Because they see me break down crying and can hear you screaming at me from afar.

Just don't draw blood. Or rather, shut the heck up.

Svecia

Dear _______,

For the years since I have met you, I am still traumatized. The first time I said Hello was in 4th grade. I was the new kid. I also took the bus, which meant that I didn't have any friends to sit next to or anything. But you said I could sit next to you. I figured you were nice and kind, and didn't like bothering anyone. But then I met you. The real you. At first, things went great and we were fine. But then the harassment, abuse, and humiliation came. You hurt me both emotionally, mentally, and physically. Because of you, nobody ever tried to be my friend. They saw me as the girl who should get bullied. That was all. So I was the loner. Since then, I can't get over it. I try to be cheerful and happy, but no... You're just another reason for my depression. Another reason for my to break down crying in the middle of class. But thank you, anyways. If it weren't for you, I would still be a clueless little girl. Thank you for making me learn more about the other side of the world. Thank you for making me witness reality.

Love,
Harley.

Boyfriend, why is sex all you want! I tell you every single time no and you still push me, I am confused about a lot of guys but you confuse me the most, I may not make my mind up about a lot of things, but damn it, I do what I feel is right. Fuck you! I know you slept with every girl but why do I have to be another notch on your mother fucking belt!? I won't be like the school slut trying to get a finger here and a dick there! I hate it! Oh by the way I did enjoy my time with you but I like ______ and he may not like me but we talk, just TALK! He is sweet and caring and he is my friend so Fuck you! I don't need you! I don't need anyone to tell me you aren't good for me when I know now! Thank you for all the bullshit you told me, because now I can tell that you are the same as any other scumbag in the world! I am glad I am gonna dump you stupid ass because frankly you don't mean jack shit to me! Mate, don't get all upset at me cause you brought this on yourself! You dumb ass, I am a beautiful girl and deserve better, so go kill yourself you man whore!

Dear ____,

The scar on your elbow was caused by me because I was taking too much time in a shop looking at figurines. I was so small that nobody could see me behind the aisles. Everyone had already left the shop and you were the one to panic and look for me. Running and searching, you eventually fell and hurt yourself because of me. Remember when your friends were visiting and made fun of me for being clingy and immature, telling me how it was my fault?
That was the day I stopped letting you hug me. I pushed you away with my tiny hands and spiteful behaviour. Being only a kindergartener, I wanted to be mature, be a model student, suck up to the adults, survive. I am sorry.

The first night in the mental hospital was really awkward. Within the next months, you guys were the only ones calling me. I never received any letters or calls from 'friends', but you called the very first evening and told me in my language many times that you loved me. I was trying hard not to cry in front of the therapists and the other children. I couldn't return your love. After all those years, I never got around to tell you how much I love you. I am sorry.

You started to hear voices and to see faces. You talked to yourself while nobody else conversed with you. I could hardly understand you since I am not fluent in our language. I often tried to be patient with you, but I couldn't keep up with the stress from school and wreaked my anger on you. Now I am wondering... How could I never tell you that you're safe at home, safe with us? Even when you were alone and frightened of possible burglars, even when your only brother in this country told you he'd never talk to you again, how could you always find something to smile about? You were bored at home but you couldn't leave it since you were so afraid outside. Until recently. I was so happy that you were getting better, choosing cake and other sweets in the supermarket. You were so frail. This year, I didn't have the money to buy you a birthday present. I never understood you and I feel like I didn't try hard enough to talk to you. I am sorry.

When we all got the flu and started recovering, you were the only one to keep throwing up. You threw up black liquids. I wish you had gone to the hospital. Perhaps there had been a chance of curing you. I watched over you all night. It seemed so painful. Were you fighting? I was so scared when I couldn't hear your heavy breathing anymore. We checked your temperature. Your skin was so cold. I gathered all the blankets and heated up the room. But it didn't help. I couldn't help you.
If I hadn't gotten sick, nobody would have caught the illness and you would still be here. I am sorry.

The last time we talked, I was making cherry-flavoured jelly. You said you wanted to try a bit of it. You reminded of the colourful jelly you made when I was still a toddler. Did you eat some before you left? I hope it was good. Did you know? I had a dream, just a few weeks before you passed away. I dreamt that you told me you had forgotten everything, that there was nothing you could forget anymore. You forgot about me and it made me cry the whole day. But you remembered everything about me. I never told you how worried I was. I am sorry.

I finally graduated. I gave it my best. The results are not as wonderful as I wanted them to be, but I did it. Did you see it from heaven? I really wanted to study well, get a great job, earn a lot of money... Just so I could cure you and keep my promise I made 17 years ago. But you're already gone. I was too slow. I am sorry.

In your next life, I pray for you to be healthy. To be surrounded by a great family and friends.

I miss you.

I love you.

Dear,

First of all, I want you to know that you are wonderful. I never met someone like you: a real gentlement (yes and I mean it), the most caring person I ever saw, the cutest guy I ever saw. When you asked me to go out, I was really surprised. I didn't answer yet. I even said no. But I started to regret it, and I took it as a way for my heart to say that I loved you. So I asked you out. You seemed embarrassed but happy. I felt nothing but embarrassment. Then it all started.

I soon realized I wasn't in love with you, but I thought it would come. You were so perfect with me it couldn't be anything else. I had to fall for you, I just needed to take the time. When you said "I love you", I answered the same. When you kissed me, I kissed back. You thought I was shy, you didn't press me. I was shy, yes. But it wasn't because of the discovering of love. I was always thinking about how others were seeing us. Probably an happy new couple, right? You seemed to think the same way. So I shut down my mouth and smiled to you.

After some time, I realized that I couldn't fall in love with you. I knew I had to broke up. But I didn't know how to put it. For everyone, you included, we were a perfect match. How could I explain myself? I am not in love with you, but you are still important to me. I don't want to hurt you more. I don't want you to discover it was all a lie.

I am still hesitating. I know it'll be the summer in a few months. I'll start working, then I'll go studying abroad. It would be a perfect time to break up. But I know you want to go further with me, and won't be able to use the "I am not ready" excuse very longer.

This letter is an apology. I truly am sorry for what I am doing, you can't understand how much. I know it is awful for me doing this. But you know, I am a weak girl. The weaker of the world. And I am stupidly waiting for you to put an end to our story. It won't happen. I know it. So I'll have to hurt you. The question is, how deeper?

Another time, I am sorry. Really. And I hope you will find a girl that will return your feelings properly.

Sorry again.

esfrgui

Dear _____,

I've always been bad at being the 'Prince Charming' people expect. I've never been able to impress you or let along talk to you casually. So I often find myself having to rely on other words that I know you've heard before. But coming from someone who has difficult times vocalizing my thoughts, I can never come up with my own words when I'm with you, and it's driven us apart. It's ridiculous, I know, to not be able to utter a single word to you unless somebody else had said it before me, but it's all I can do. You're beautiful. I still have a crush on you. Even if you did friendzone me I got over it, no matter if it's a bad idea or not. I always get excited when I receive a text from you, or when you smile at me when we walk passed each other. You're kindhearted, energetic, funny, and oh my I could go on and on... The day before yesterday I saw a rabbit, yesterday a deer, and today, you.

Dear,
I wonder how you put up with someone like me. You say the same about yourself, but you don't know how wonderful you are. You call yourself stupid and drive me insane sometimes, but that's what we do. We drive each other mad. I just want to say that I love you and I always will. Don't put yourself down like you do. You truly are amazing and I don't know where I would be without you., thank you for always being there for me, no matter how ridiculous I've been or how annoying I can be. I'll never be able to say thank you enough times. But once more won't hurt.
Thank you,
Lawli

Dear,____
I'm tired of being ignored, you only seem to want me around anymore so you can get money when you need it. When I ask for help you don't give it, when I ask for advice is isn't good or too late by the time you tell me, every time I have a plan you try to change it. I'm not letting you control my life anymore, I don't want chains to hold me down, I'm doing things my way now and I'm not letting you get in my way. Yes I still love you but lately it seems like I can't even trust you with anything anymore. I'm not just some income for you at your convenience, I'm moving out whether you want me to or not. I don't care anymore, I need to live my life the way I choose. Sorry if this choice will upset you but I'm doing it.
Sincerely,
Bookman

Dear _______,

I'm glad to see you back on your feet, and pleased to see you at school again. I really missed having you around, and I hope we can be better friends now that you're back.

I don't know what your whole situation is, but I do hope things get better. I know a prayer may not be worth much to either of us, but the best word I think I could use is that I pray things get better for you in life.

I've noticed you're talking a lot more now, and you seem to be overall a lot happier. You've always piqued my interest, not that I'd ever have the guts to tell you that to your face. I still can't tell if your smiles are genuine, or if you really are okay now... but I'm trying my best to get to know you better and be kind to you. The last thing I'm sure you need is more negativity in your life.


I wish I could take back every time I personally was rude or insensitive to you, and I wish I could take away all of the times other people were, too.

But I can't.

So the least I'd figure I'd do is try my best to be actual friends with you, and not just awkward acquaintances.

I think you're going to be okay now. I really, truly hope you are the happiest person now and that you're going to be alright after everything.

Best of luck,

~Em

Dear _______,

Sometimes you make me think I'm completely and utterly insane. Nevertheless, you have helped me get out of some pretty sticky situations and for that I thank you.

I regret to say that I no longer remember the emotions I once felt for you. I never thought that would happen, but this is so much different from what I expected. I now understand what you meant when you spoke to me that night, but what can I say, once something's a game I have to win.

But still, I long to see you again. I know it wont be long now until we are reunited and I must say, until this whole thing wears off I may not want to leave. It's definitely been a shock to my system (as I'm sure it was to yours) but I've made some really wonderful friends and I'm determined to stick it out until the bitter end. I'm sure that may change when I see you again and I'm reminded of what home really is, but for now these rolling fields, blue sky, school, family, and friends are the only home I know.

I still find comfort in the stars and the infinite space that surounds them. The unknown is so intriguing and life is so much better without responsibilities or people leaving.

It won't be long now, I'll see you soon.

Dear ___,
Please die. And rot in hell. And Then die again. :)

yours never
__

Dear ___
I mean this in the nicest way possible but please, fuck off.
You are pretty, nice, open minded and intelligent but that is exactly the problem. I was fine until you came along, I had sunk into a deep well of lonliness and I was happy with that! If you don't remember what sugar tasted like any man can be fine with potatos. Now you have activated it all again, my depression had worn off but because we have become closer it is worse than ever. I was honestly glad so know that you would be leaving to America.

That's most of the problem, you are way too good for me. You are the type of girl that any guy would like and I am a bit of a narcistic shithead. Not sure if you like me, you seem to get on well with almost every guy you know, but you have been inviting me to your house a few times recently so I feel like I am getting mixed signals. Please just leave me alone, I would rather be lonely than feel inferior.

We have known each other for so long, I was always happy with it being platonic but now... Now I don't know. You are all the before mentioned things plus you like Anime, if only you were into gaming you would be perfect. Maybe thats part of why these seeds of dissent have grown, you live a close to perfect life. close family, two jobs, older brother you get on amazingly with, great marks, good looks, lots of friends, I just feel like you have too little going badly for you. So once again, please just go away.

Resentfully yours, ___

Dear a lot of people,

I love being the one you all can come to for sharing your latest successes. I love being that person that will always be happy for you, never criticize you, and always encourage you. But, as selfish as this may seem, I can't keep up this act anymore. Every success that one of you tells me about makes me wish that I had such an accomplishment. No matter how hard I try at anything, I fail--and it's the worst feeling in the world. Especially those days when I really truly believe that I will be able to do something...and I end up failing at it anyway. I'm no good at anything, and seeing you all thriving makes me jealous, mad, depressed, inferior... I try to be happy for you all, although it is a weak kind of happiness.

I wish you all knew how I feel. I feel this awful jealousy every time one of you comes to me with more great news about something you accomplished. I feel this sense of hopelessness and inferiority, and deep down, I want to disappear. For if everyone else is accomplished, what is my role on this earth? Everyone keeps saying, "Everyone is special. Everyone has their own talents and abilities." I have none. I try at everything I do, believe me. It just never works out in the end. And so, I feel something inside of me telling me to give up on life, give up on trying, for it gets me nowhere. I've thought about it...multiple times. But how selfish of me if I were to succumb to such thought, right? I would not do that to the people around me. I'm sure you wouldn't need me, but I want to be there to help celebrate your successes, your accomplishments, your happiness, and the bettering of your life.

I just wish you all knew how I really feel inside.

I know this is something that is hard for you all to understand, but know I will not give up being happy for you. I will not let you know how I truly feel. These are awful feelings that I would not want you to be exposed to. These feelings of inferiority, pain, depression, loneliness. Even though this emotion I show you is fake, I will gladly put on a happy face for you, for the last thing I want is to discourage those around me.

I'm sorry for feeling these awful feelings of jealousy and rage...I just sometimes wish...that I was remotely as successful as the rest of you. Decent grades, exceptional talents, something...I want to accomplish something. Please forgive my sadness, I promise I won't let any of you see it.

Yours,

_____

Dear BEST FRIENDS,

I just want to say that I'm sorry, no matter what I say or do, there is no excuse to it, I'm just sorry. I couldn't be there for u like a real best friend...i was just really being really selfish and jealous at everything. I even hurt u and that is something I could never forgive myself for.

I couldn't stand being the third person like always in every group, I was always the third wheel ans I just wanted to be together with u guys. I was jealous of u guys and said some awful thinks to u....i never wanted to do that. It hurt to see u guys leave, and it just hurt soo much TT^TT.

I know that I'm annoying and tiring but IT DOESNT MEAN U COULD JUST LEAVE ME LIK IT WAS NOTHING!!!! I wanted to change and everything to keep our friendship but in the end I'm thank full for best friends like you ^^.

You guys brought me out of sadness and depressing moments for that I thank u and staying by my side. Even when I said horrible thinks to u guys u came beck and when u left me I realize the mistakes I want to thank u for everything...I'm the one that leaves this time.

I dont want to ask for anything but I want to just thank you for staying by my side even though I was a real bitch ^^ and u guys came back to apologias to me even though I was the one that hurt u to.....

sincerely,

__________________

P.S. i know it doesnt make sense but i just want to show u how i feel and i wish u could read and understand how i feel and my selfish request

Dear _____,

I miss you. The biggest regret I have is treating you the way I did. I couldn't understand why you felt the way you did, but I understand now. It's been two years, and I know you don't hold it against me, but I know that our friendship will never be the same because of the way I acted. I always wonder what my life would be like if I hadn't let go of you. I was so stupid to think that I could find a better friend than you. You meant everything to me, you still do, but I didn't realize that in time. I want to tell you how much I love you, but I know I can't. I just want to tell you that nobody can make me as happy as you make me. Nobody compares to you. You are the only person that I ever loved, and I wish I hadn't taken so long to grow up. I'm so sorry for not being understanding, for not supporting you and for being selfish. I know you know that I'm very different to how I used to be, and I'm glad we're becoming friends again, but I cannot forgive myself for messing up the best thing I ever had. I love you more than anything. You are and always will be my best friend, even though you probably don't still see me as yours. I miss spending every day with you, laughing with you, crying with you. You're the only person that I don't want to forget. I want to spend my life with you, and you alone.

Dear -----,

I miss you like crazy, and i consider our relationship to be like a Romeo and Juliet situation. It has bern over six months, and I'm glad my mom let's me talk to you while my dad and step-mom don't. I know I can't really promise this, it's more of a belief, but we will be together again. Though some believe our love is wrong, I never listen to them. Whenever we drive in your area of residence i tense up and get a funny feeling in my chest, and i go completely quiet. I wear the necklace you gave me for my birthday all day every day as well as the bracelet.This is how much i miss you. As i said, i know we will be together once more...

Your forever love, -----

Hey you,
You, you who were once someone but forgot jut who.
I knew... I look and I saw, and I saw everything else you wanted gone from the world. Everything that you hid
you tried to hide in a way that was so painfully obvious that when 'no one noticed' you had good reason to what you did.
What you did was what you did, but you made it something else. You twisted it, shook it, clenched it
Starved it
cut it
cut it
starved it
it was you. 'Was'. Not much it left now, nothing left but those damn medication.
Did you know I can tell which medication you had last by which 'you' I see? The 'you' that comes out?
All of them have the same name, and all of them forgot. Tired so very hard to forget and move on that it sent you to there.
There, where you got the attention. You got the attention from the nurses and the parents and the school (which got me). You git the attention from HIM. Which suited you just fiiiiiine.
Then you left.

Ran
escaped
sped off
left the white, disinfected place that MADE YOU EAT
oh! The calories!
.........
So you ate. Apparently
because you were 'recovering'.
So
they
thought.
Around this time was when I really learned everything. I was your human diary.
Now, I'm the alien who knows all you secrets and ruins all your plans to skip lunch and I hide all your little sharp friends. I'm the alien.
I knew you, you knew me. But you forgot. Is it still friendship if I only remember it? I can play the bystander again. But I told you
THAT if you want the attention from them again so bad that you nearly kill yourself again, I WILL IGNORE YOU to spite you and myself
and teach you a lesson
to myself.

Damn you,
good friend
long forgotten

ps. You told me more than you think. And I will save you with that if I have to. If I save you from yourself then you will completely hate me
with all our time forgotten
but that's how it always works
with you.

I miss you a lot. More than I could tell you if I saw you. Will you try with me again?

Dear ________,

Hey, the last time I wrote you a letter was sometime last year, right? Well, I am glad to see that you are still alive, what could I do without you? I am glad that you are still struggling, still trying even though it is difficult and weighs too much. But, hang in there, okay? I believe in you and I want you to know that there are others who believe in you too. "Him", the friends that seem to distance themselves and the family who you call 'strangers'. There is still hope awaiting you so keep clinging to that tiny part.
Do not even think of giving up, of quitting now because you are certainly not useless and we have come so far already. That first big challenge lasted for around 2 years and in 2 years time, I will ask you if it was worth fighting. Surely, your answer will differ from now and surely, there will be many more challenges to come but I am here for you.
When you feel all alone and feel like no one understands, I am always here for you. I cannot leave you, after all. Although you are unhappy, I am overjoyed that you have quit the habit. May that be your only unhealthy addiction. To see you fall like that was...heartbreaking.

Enough of the dark things! Enjoy life, find happiness. Do not lose heart, do not lose hope. The world is full of opportunities. Try smiling more, it'd look great on you!
...Oh and a little birdie told me that you have a bright future ahead of you, everything will go well, no need to worry about the future any more. You have good grades and amazing talent, do not lose sight of that.

Everything will be just fine.

I look forward to fighting alongside you against life's hardships for many years to come,
Xeniar

Dear past me,
I'm sorry for everything you have gone through, but you're still here, aren't you? Future me will be happier than you were then and I am right now because you -past you- was strong enough to prove that you could still walk even when getting hit.
Life isn't easy, that's a fact. But life wouldn't be life if things was easy. Life is for learning, fighting and growing. You have grown a lot the past seven years.
"Remember that your heartbeat is proof that you are alive, but don't forget to live.", that's something you taught me. I'm still learning, I'm still fighting, I'm still growing. Things has been extremely hard the past six months, but I'm still here. I can still write to "past me" because I'm still going, and that says a lot.
I want to thank you, past me, for not giving up even though you wanted to. Because I know now that even though things looks dark, the world isn't as cruel as I take it to be. I can do this. I'm strong enough. I'm not alone. Thank you. Thank you for fighting for Future me, past me. Thank you a lot.

Dear __________,

I have a few questions, that I'm sure you could take two minutes out of your oh-so-precious lives to answer.

What kind of sick satisfaction do you get from calling people 'loser' or 'freak'? What is wrong with expressing who you are through your hair and clothes? What is wrong with being bi, gay, lesbian, pansexual, trans, or asexual? What is wrong with being interested in other cultures? What is wrong with being smart? Does everyone's race really describe who they are on the inside? Does having a disability really make you any less of a human being? What makes it okay to tell someone they are pathetic or unimportant? Do you really think it's acceptable to tell someone to kill themselves? What makes you so high and mighty that you deserve to be on this earth anymore than anyone else?

Scoffing and turning your nose up at me? Calling this letter stupid? Thinking, 'This is worthless and completely pointless.'?

Keep on living a life full of hate and ignorance then. You will NEVER tear me down. I will continue to fight for myself and many others, to the very end.

~Alternative

Dear Jesse,

Hi. So. It's been a while since I've done this, but let me say one thing: I miss you! Sure we didn't know each other for very long, but I don't think that you realize how much of a huge impact you've had on my life.

All those little hugs meant the world to me, seriously. You were so big and warm, and you were so kind to me that it made me wish I could have stayed there longer.

I really, really hope that you'll be at the 'Con this July, because I would absolutely love to see you again. It feels like it's been forever, but I'm determined to see you again!

I can't wait for our next hug,

-W

Dear ______ and _____,

Here's what you've got to understand. You are NOT my true friends. You know why? Because when a friend is treating a friend like shit, they may not know it. That's when you back up, say, "Man, that's not cool." Be serious about it and talk to them. Help them learn something.

You do NOT treat a friend like shit in return, wait until they break down, and then text them saying, "We were assholes to you because you were treating us like shit earlier." By that time, I DON'T want to have anything to do with you anymore. There is NOTHING learned if you don't approach your friend the moment it happens.

What did I do? I have no fucking clue. Maybe if you told me the moment I did that, then I would have just stopped, said, "You know, you're right." Then apologized, but now I don't feel like I should apologize because I don't even know what I did wrong. Apparently, I say things that hurt people, but I don't know what it is if you don't tell me. You know what? It's going to happen again because I don't know. Other people are going to get hurt because I didn't learn anything. If no one tells me my mistake, then I'll keep doing it.

Sincerely, Leigha.

Dear _____,
I dont know about you anymore... you can just be so damn annoying sometimes! You talk about me being hypocritical some times but i pale in comparison to you. You always think you're right and try to push your beliefs on others which REALLY pisses me off. Especially your "choose to be happy" theory. Do you think i would be who i am if i could simply "choose to be happy"?! It doesnt work like that in the real world and if anyone in our group knows that, it's me. I'm the one who suffers daily for things i cant control, not you. One day you will face a situation you cant control and you will realize that i was right but it will be too damn late for you. Another thing that pisses me off is how one minute i'm complaning about something simple and you're saying "well what're you doing about it? It's useless and annoying to sit there complaning" in your smartass tone and the next minute you're complaning. It's so damn annoying! And to top it all off, you basically insult my personality. If you take me being pessamistic so personally, fine. Just dont talk to me. Once you where a decent person. But now, just because you think you're smart and whise with your stupid theories, i'm second guessing my view of you. So as of right now _____, i'm done with your insults inablility to see the real world for what it is, hypocracy, and attempts to change me fir the worse. You can fuck up your own life but i'm tired of you trying to fuck up mine.
From,
Xenon

dear mom
On this mothers day, I say FUCK YOU, you do not deserve a nice mothers day, so I got you nothing :P

No, Im not a brat, unlike you I was raised with more brains and common sense than you, and guess what? ITS NOT FROM YOU (obviously) it's from the people who actually took their time with me and actually stayed with me until the end. So yeah, happy fuckers day "mom" XP

Sincerely, your "precious baby girl"

P.S. Im glad you cant have any more kids

Dear ______,
To be honest, I'm absolutely terrified to visit you at the hospital. I like to imagine that you'll see me and smile, that you'll let me hug you longer than I should, and that I'll manage to hold back tears.

But what if you don't even want to see me? What if you don't realize how much I care about you and have been worrying about you? What if seeing one of your classmates and friends would just be a reminder of why you're in the psychiatric ward of the hospital in the first place?

I want you to be okay. All I fucking want is for you to be okay and to be able to talk to you and be with you. I know I'm being selfish, but please don't deny me of this.

With everything that has happened, and the fact that I'm the only one who's allowed to know what's going on with you, or even know what hospital you're at... please don't deny me of this one simple request. Please just genuinely smile for me.

~Em

whoa.... i wanna try this.


Dear _________,

Thanks for being my friend for so long. I know that I'm not online most of the time, but i try to!

Anyway, I have been your friend since you were uh... not straight. You keep getting stoned. (I didn't know what that was until I searched it in Google...)

Yeah. I remember the times you and some people tell me I'm a "pilgrim" and such. Well, I missed you guys...

Anyways, I just wanted to tell you that... I like you for a long time now. And maybe goodbye... since I'll be busy with college and stuff. Tell Paisa and the others 'Hi' for me.


From Miu

Dear,

We've only known eah other for a few months but it's felt like forever. In all honestly, no matter how much I smile, whether its directed towards or not, you infuriate me way too often. You do and say the stupidest things and beg for forgiveness after I show the slightest sign of anger or sadness. You bother me and copy my answers for worksheets in school, you act like a stupid child who's big brother stole their candy, and you're mean to everyone. You're selfish and conceited and you make fun of everyone. Man, you really piss me off.

I'm not sorry for ever slapping you or shouting at you or whatever.

Sincerely,

WRose

Dear ___ & _______,
I really regret meeting both of you. You both caused so much emotional damage towards me. You both have lied to me contiuesly. Even though I did very few things to both of you, you still decided to treat me as a secondary. You both considered me as your best friends, so why was I used to your likings and just thrown away when you felt like it? I finally left both of you because I hated how you both treated me. And after months of not talking you both all of a sudden want me back? I don't care about your emotions anymore. Neither of you are important to me anymore. I am finally free and I don't intend to take you both back, no matter what. I had enough damage and neglect from when I was a child and you both knew that. I went through mental breakdowns because of you both. I am free from the chains that once binded me to you both. I am no longer deeply depressed. I feel like I can finally move forward in life. I am somewhat happy, and I don't want either of you ruining it for me.
Goodbye, forever.
Sincerely,
Sir-amphy

Dear _________,

I don't know how to say it. But I'm happy you're here :)
I really miss you when you're gone, y'know!

Regards,
Kya

Dear--
I don't understand why we can't be friends. I made a mistake and I admitted to it. Why must you continue to punish me so? I will not be able to function if you disappear now.
You can't just say goodbye to 15 years. You just can't.

Dear___,
I know you love me, I know you want to be with me, but for now, I just can't. I can't explain to you how I feel, I'm physically incapable of expressing my true emotions to you... To a lot of people, really. Maybe I am emotionless... You deserve someone better than me. I know you say that I am the best person in the world and no one can compare to me, but that is highly untrue. So many people are far superior to me, but you just don't see it... If you still love me in a couple years then maybe we can try, but I have things I need to sort out. Pent up feelings and thoughts that I can't erase need to place themselves in order. And I'm not saying that you should wait years for me, because you shouldn't. You should find someone else, fall in love, have them be everything to you that I couldn't be... that I wouldn't be...

Also, I wish you would stop being depressed all the time. I know you are being bullied at your new school. Then go talk to the principal! Go tell a teacher! Do something! I don't want you to hurt any longer, but you are too stupid to tell anyone! Why? Why don't you understand that life would become better if you didn't let little things bother you? Sometimes I just want to slam your face into a potato to make you see!

And you are always saying you are not good enough for anything. Saying you aren't important. But you are important to me! Why cant you understand that?

Maybe in time, you will see. But for now, all I can do is hope that today becomes a little better than yesterday... Maybe one day, you will forget about me along with the pain...

SolSkopeo

Dear ______
You are so precious to me, yet I know I need to let you go. Our time together was swell, but its time for us to move on. I know you are having a hard time letting go, but I truly think that it will be best for the both of us. When ever I see you walk past it pains me knowing all I have to do is stretch out my arms for a hug and I simply cant. Goodbye my dear

Dear ______

I never should have cheated. Even though I didn't kiss him, I still lied to you and hurt you so bad. You trusted me, and I betrayed everything that we have built together.
However, I wish you wouldn't isolate me like you are now. I gave up everything in my life to be with you. My family, friends, job, my life. I ditched it all just so I could be with you and love you. I made a mistake. Please, don't leave me alone. I'm so lonely and sad here alone. I don't know anyone here. You are all I have and now you can't even look at me. Everything is so hard now. You invite friends over while I'm at work, and when I get home, you are already fast asleep. You wake up hours before me and are long gone by the time I wake up. Why are you still avoiding me? Can't you see that I need your love? I don't know if I could take another weekend alone. # days of being by myself every week. No one to talk to. No where to go. It's hell. Hell in my own apartment. And I caused it. Please, forgive me. I know what I did was wrong. It scared me so much. I will never do it again for as long as I live. I promise on my life.
The more you separate yourself from me, the more I feel like we shouldnt be together. I need your warm embrace now. Save our love! We need to be a team to save what we worked so hard to build! So please _____ . Please forgive me... and just kiss me again. Just one kiss. One kiss that shows me you still love me. Put your promise ring back on. Seeing your bare finger kills me inside. How could you discard it so easily? Please. See what you are doing to me.

Dear ___

I'm sorry I grew up to be such a selfish daughter. You've always supported me in whatever whim I have had. Be it wanting to take tennis lessons so I could be like my favorite manga character to expensive fencing lessons cause I love the thrill of a fight. You even beared the pain of me moving so far away and sent me off with a smile, though I know you cried so much when I left, but you didn't want me to worry about you. You have always been there for me...

Even though you always do so much for me, I can't do it. I wanted to make your special day special, but since I have nothing I can get you, I figured I would do the one thing you asked of me for all these months. I would dye may hair back to brown like you have been asking me to everytime we talk. Even after playing it off as a light hearted joke by asking if you had got what I had sent you, then today sending you a picture and asking if you got what I sent yet, with a smile on my face and my hair normal.

But I just can't...It should be easy...You never asked me for anything...just 40 minutes then a shower...You are always doing so much for me...But I'm so selfish I can't even do this one thing for you. I have the dye so there is no going back, but I have never felt this beautiful with my brown hair...I'm scared that when I get rid of my copper-orange hair I wont be able to enjoy the person I see in the mirror anymore...

In the past I never felt beautiful, and that was ok, cause I never felt I could look in the mirror and like the face looking back. So I was ok with it. I was ok with never being really pretty. I was ok with always looking dull. But after seeing how the light hair color could brighten up my face. I really started to feel like I could be prettier. I started to get out more, exorcised more. I've gone down 2 pants sizes and I'm scared that once I go back to brown hair I might start to feel dull again...

I'm just so sorry I'm so selfish and scared...but I'll be able to do it. I want to make your special day special, just as you have made every one of my days special. Strange how my insecurities are gone now that I have written all that. I think I found my courage.

Dear ________,
Why can't you realize that she doesn't have feelings for you?
Why can't you realize that I do?

~Em

Dear _________,

I know we spent most of our lives together, you were the first friend I’ve ever had. I remember people saying we were like sisters, because we had many things in common: our height, our appearance, our grades at school and such. We were like finger and nail, we were always together. Nothing was the same without you. Nothing else mattered when you were with me; every other friend of mine couldn’t make me fell as happy as you could. If there was a party with everyone, but you weren’t there, I couldn’t bring myself to have fun and smile the same way I did to you.

We used to laugh at the most trivial and idiotic stuff, we had the same opinion in almost everything, and I felt I could never feel alone as long as you were with me.

And so it went for almost my whole life… until things started to get weird. You continued to be by my side in every situation, but it just wasn’t the same. I started growing tired of you. The times spent with you wasn’t fun anymore, you began to irritate me. I tried to review this situation over and over, trying to figure out where it went wrong, and I figured it out. The reason was you.

We were growing old, and you began to change. You started competing with me. For some reason, you wanted everything I had, but at the same time you also criticized everything I was and everything I did. Mocking me in the worst way possible. We even started competing for grades at school! Everything I did, you tried to do better just so you could say “I’m better than you”; everything I said was a joke to you, a reason to laugh at me; and when you wanted to impose your point of view upon me and I refused it, you started getting physical. You said you were just joking, but no matter how many times I asked you, you never stopped. You ruined my books, you ruined my relationship with a boy, you made me distant from other friends I estimated, and you constantly made me feel like shit, like I was nothing. I wanted to get away from you.

And a year ago we finally parted ways, and I just wanted to say that I’m relieved. Sure, we still see each other on the streets, and I even spent the new year with you, but I’m relieved that you are not a current part of my life anymore. Yet, I still get this remorse feeling inside of me; I’m angry at you, very angry, and I just wish I could have said to you all those things I’ve just written here. I’m much happier now, and I’m just sorry that my best friend turned out to be the person that most let me down.

I don’t think we can ever be the way we were before. And I don’t even want to. You are now nothing more than a disappointing part of my life. Hope I can make you understand this one day. Goodbye, and I hope it’s forever.

Dear ,
I'm not even sorry. You need to grow up. Since the day we met in gym, we've hated each other. You realize that it's your own fault, right? You made the first move. For no reason, you tried to hurt me. But you didn't know who it was you were trying to hurt...

You are nothing more than a two-faced monster. And now, you've played with fire. You don't see me as a threat, and I can understand why. I'm lanky and thin. I'm quiet most of the time and just sit back, watching. But before you choose a target, it'd be wise to find out why that person doesn't talk to many people.

Feel free to come at me again. Go ahead, do your worst. Because I'll fight fire with fire. I don't worry about getting burned.

So go ahead. I dare you. No, I BEG you.

To put it simply, I hate you... and only you.

--Lawli

Hey You again
We used to be really good friends, remember? No, who am I kidding. Of course you don't. We went through a lot, and that made us close. (Well, you went through a lot more than I did, but I had issues too.) That which I helped you get thorugh is exactly what you want to forget, so I'm forgotten too as a by-product. You don't even realize who I am anymore. I've passed you so many times in the hallways and I don't even think you recognize me anymore. I recognize you, all right. I guess I'll have to 'meet' you again. Pfffft as if I could ever do that. I know too many of your secrets that are secret from even you now. Anything I say will probably trigger you again, so I'll stay away. I'll watch you from a distance and keep you alive. That's enough, isnt it? It should be. But honestly, our inside jokes aren't half as funny with only me to remember them. But I can try. Maybe one day I can forget having you as a friend.
Hope you're still eating (and keeping it down),
Nobody anymore.

Dear -----,
Even though we're classmates, I hadn't got to know you that well until the end of 2012. You seemed like an very nice person, the caring, lovely friend I thought I needed. But as I got to know you more and more, we got pretty close. Until a few months ago.
I noticed that you wasn't nice at all. You are a very unfriendly person, whose personality is.... Well, crap. I was always there for you, hoping for you to help me when I needed it. But instead of taking my finger, you took the whole hand and left me empty, with nothing in return. You think you know me so well, you think you understand all my problems and issues. But no. You fucking don't. and that is NOT an excuse for trashtalking me when I was around, and later walk up to me with a smile. I told you that I was a bit mad at you, hoping for you to understand me. But no, I tried to be nice and calm, but you started a freaking brawl against me. And blamed me for everything, although you don't know why when I ask you.

So to end this piece of shit, I'll say fuck you. Fuck you. We're not friends, we'll never be. I won't fight you. It's pointless to hurt another human if you won't do anything really bad. So fuck you and your friends and your life. Fuck everything.

Love, -----

Dear ______,
I have to say, you never leave my mind. Nowadays, everything reminds me in someway of you. I often find myself picturing the way you smile, or memories I have of you in my mind and replaying them continuously.

But still, I feel like you're not even here anymore. Like your existence has been erased from the minds of everyone on the face of the Earth.

Except me.

You're the first person who enters my mind in the morning. After all, my bus even drives through your neighborhood and past your house everyday.I wonder if you're even there. I wonder if you see that bus everyday and maybe you might think of me.

You're what I think about as I fall asleep every night, too. Whether I'm setting myself up for good dreams or bad, your presence is there.

I don't think I've ever wanted to be close to a person as much as I want to be close to you. I don't think I've ever had a feeling like this for anyone else before. I don't even know what to call this feeling. You're something so special to me, yet this is not something sexual or romantic, and I still feel like I don't even know you at all and I never will. I just want to be near you and there for you and to hold you and tell you that everything is going to be okay.

Yet I have no way to tell you, or perhaps I'm just to scared to try.

~Em

Dear____,

I'm scared...I'm so scared. I don't want you to know though...If you knew, I know you wouldn't go. I don't want to hold you back...

I'll turn my fear to courage.

Dear ____,
I think I'm guilty. Not about all the things I've done over the years, but for living. I feel guilty being alive. It may sound stupid to you, but I seriously think this to be the truth. Why should I live? In fact...why should anyone live? What's our purpose? If a God exists, why make us? We're all just a waste of time. All of us have no reason to be here, no reason to 'BE'. We're nothing, all we do is destroy and those who do benefit the world...why does this world exist? Why does anything exist? Ugh, I just don't understand anymore, ____. Remember when I had to have surgery? And they put me to sleep with anesthesia? I felt 'nothing.' No mind, no body, I just ceased to be. And with no mind, you don't feel sad about not doing anything, or lazy. Maybe, if there is a God, he should make us disappear into the nothingness from which we emerged...

dear friends .___.
i feel so ignored by you guys always doing your pwn things and posting pictures on facebook...

Dear___,
I hate to admit it. But I miss you. Not talking to you is killing me. I know you are angry. And I can see why. I'm sorry, but i refuse to give up my happiness. If he makes me happy, then I am going to be with him. I think I might actually be falling in love with him. But I still think of you. You were a part of me. Losing you......Is like tearing a body part away. But I will live. I will continue to breathe as I always have. Will you?

Dear ____,

Took a while to realize it, but I've apparently been more of a pet than a person to you people this whole time. Every decision I make, the things I say, the people I meet, they all went by you first. I figured it was normal, being the youngest and all, but now? I'm a grown adult, and you're still trying to make decisions for me. Don't like the college I picked? Should've thought of that before you dropped out of yours, maybe I'd take your word more seriously then. Still looking at my mail, bank statements and college information included, before I get the chance to read it? I'm appalled you don't realize how wrong that is. You've made more Freudian slips than a cliche villain, so I've heard enough to know you seem to believe my life is more about you than it is about me. I just need to grin and bear it a while longer before I can finally feel like an independent human being.

You think I'll be coming back often, that every moment not spent 6 hours away will be spent with you because your poor, sheltered puppy is just that eager to come running back to you. I'm sure you'll figure it out eventually. I don't intend to come back to this family anytime soon. Enjoy your lives while I finally try to make something of mine.

P.S. Maybe you can try getting an actual puppy to replace me; that'd be much healthier, not to mention that it's what you should've done in the first place. They're much cheaper to take care of, and this family's too poor to turn yet another of its kids into an overly-dependent mooch.

Dear Jack C. Lee,

It's about 5 in the morning and I should be getting some sleep, but I just want you to know that I wished that you were alive so I can meet and get to know you. I always wondered, what if you were alive? Would you be different from all the other brothers today? How would you act towards our family? I'm puzzled by your existence. I want to meet you if a chance ever comes.

From your youngest sister, Yamie.

Dear _____,

I can't believe I fucked it up. I really just can't believe it. We are so fucking like! You are so fucking pretty! I think you're fucking amazing! Why couldn't I tell you any of that...

When we first met last Saturday, I was hesitant. The way that Oona said "Wants to meet you because you know, you're bookish and stuff" Made me feel like I was going to be some sort of paraded attraction but me and you really are (as far as I can see it) kindred souls.

We both like arguments due to the fact you get to stick up for your opinion, we both enjoy Star Wars way more than Lord of The Rings, we are both into comics and manga, we both have a weird sense of humour and we both just seem to get along so well. Not only that but when the night first started you even described me to Sam as "Majestic" which makes me really damn honoured.

But, me being me, I fucked it up of course. My stupid fucking fear of rejection led to me not making any moves, despire your excuses to lie next to me in a small fucking room and the blankets, how I didn't consider that enough of a chance to have a go I do not know. Now, you think I'm a douche because you actually got to know me. Once you looked past my first layer I know you think I'm pathetic, I don't blame you, I even think I'm pathetic. But now I want to keep contact but I know that you wont want to.

My heart hurts whenever I think of you. I was so damn glad to have found a soul like mine. I am so, so, so sorry that my issues fucked it up for both of us.

From the biggest disappointment ever, Remy.

Dear h,
I'm so confused. What the fuck happened.
-j

Dear Ruby

Your being a real bitch right about now. Guess when you need me your there and when you dont need me your nowhere. You come to me with all your problems and am always there for you but when I need a friend your not fucking there. Real mad at you and am gonna let you know next time I see you!

P.S. This was a really good idea Terra :)

Dear ______,
I miss you. I can't wait til you get back from vacation so we can talk over the phone again. Did you forget my number? You could call from a random phone line over there surely.... In a way it's a little odd. Everyday I think of you, and sometimes I would pull out that student ID of yours just to see your picture. I know you and your family will be gone for only three weeks, but I can't help but get a little worried. I mean, you said so yourself that you'll probably be moving next year... And even if you werent I'd be moving myself... we'll be farther away from each other, and we might not even be able to contact the other! No less see each other in person...I hope your doing well now. I hope you havent broken a bone again. Ive been on facebook more often now. You told me to keep an eye out, in case you'd be able to get online. So far nothing's occurred there, and each day just seems to be getting a bit more dull than the last. Never seeing you again....the thought of it terrifies me. You asked me once if I'd be hurt mentally or physically by your absence. I said it wouldnt hurt much. I only said that because the night before I cried myself to sleep because the thought of you being away, forever or just a long time, absolutely frightened me. And now, typing this, I'm scared. I'm scared you'll forget about me. Lately I've been trying to distract myself through random things; watching anime, doodling, playing my DS. But whenever I pause, you come into my mind. If you ever read this, surely you'd think me odd. I've been having more dreams with you in it. Not entirely suspicious either, sir. Just nice simple ones, and I once woke up crying because you died in one of them. Anyway, I hope youre enjoying your vacation, and maybe we'll see each other next year, during our first year of highschool together.
I love you,
Gears*

Dear ___,

Why in the world do you know what you know. How do you know it. You know stuff with out ever hearing or seeing anything about it. You just instinctively know without thinking. You've never seen someone before, but then you can just pick them out in a crowd with no basis what so ever. it is just "ah it's ____" and it is. Or like when the cards never lie...why does it gatta be so scary...I don't want to stop knowing everything on instincts...I just can't help but be curious as to why. I mean, after talking with people it isn't normal to just know stuff. I love knowing...but why? I mean out of 20,000 people, how was I able to just pass by and be like. "Oh hey it's you" and it was you even though I never saw you before. I Wish I could know why...and if there was a way to be able to channel it...

Dear my love,

You have been the single best thing that has ever come into my life. You make my days a thousand times better, and for that I am eternally grateful.

When you tell me you love me, I feel as if I am invincible. Every time we kiss, I can feel part of me melting away-- all my worries, all my fears. They just disappear. You have made me a different and better girl since I fell in love with you. You taught me how to let go, enjoy life, and tackle everything that gets in the way with passion. Not only are you my love, but you are my best friend-- and I hope it will stay that way for a very long time, because you are the single best friend that I have ever had. Your wonderful personality brightens my day, and a moment of your humor makes up for 100 terrible days. To quote you, "I love you. I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you." There is no other way around it, and I can no longer deny it. Thank you for showing me what happiness truly feels like, and giving me something to look forward to every day. Know that you are always in my mind and heart.

Yours till the end,

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