Write a Letter You Cannot Send (Read the Rules!)

[ryuunosuke]

[minizerkah]

dear e & l
i know i messed up
i know u wont be friends with me again
but then again
why did u do that
u knew the first time u two did it that i felt awful
i know u dont understand me
i dont expect u too
as i dont even understand myself
just know
u were the last friends i had

-josh

[godly]

dear a,
I LOVE YOU
love, l

[draco.]

Dear ex friend,
For four whole years you stood by my side, until one day you changed. Until one day, you decided to stop doing what was right. And that was when I decided I didn't want you in my life anymore either. So I hope you're happy with the choice you made, to leave me for an attention seeking liar. I guess the shoe really fits, hm? Sarcasm aside, they've probably turned you into a horrible person by now. I wouldn't know since we cut ties in February. Whatever, guess you deserved it for everything you and your friend did to me.

- R

[ChemicalWinter]

How do I put this?
I really like you.
I guess that's the best way to put it.
I'd stay up all night with you.
We could just talk about nothing. Or everything. Music, movies, just being a couple of awesome emo trash cans together.
I'd do that with you.
I would.
I'm sorry I feel like this.
I know you'd never suspect it.
I always disappear.
But thank you for putting up with me.
I appreciate it.
Thank you for letting me be your friend.
I appreciate it.
Thank you for letting me into your world.
It means a lot.
Thank you for your time...

[Cerberussi]

Dear me,

Life will get better, but until then, hang on.

Do it for your bunnies c:

[Lillysong]

Dear tiny kitten screaming next to me,
I love you so much. But please stop screaming! I just want to pet you in silence. I'm afraid if you don't stop soon, you'll wake up the sleeping human to my left. Therefor I'll have to put you outside, also your breath stinks.

[velasco]

hmm.

dear e,
you have no clue how often you cross my mind. you were my first love. no matter how gay i am and open about that, i'll never deny that i loved and cared about you, and still do care about you. you're not a bad person, no matter how much my friends insist you are. you're actually pretty decent, just after you and i broke up for the first time, you've developed a habit of throwing girls' feelings around as if they're just there to please you. i really wish you'd fix that and find someone you really do love, someone you want to spend the rest of your life with. i was like that after we broke up too, but now i seriously like someone, and she's amazing, and i see a future with her. back to how often i think about you, honestly i've gotten the urge to text you so many times. about the most random things. i'll hear owl city playing and think about how we used to listen to that together, or when my friend got her ears gauged again i thought about yours. when i want advice i want to go to you because you were always good at helping me with my problems and such as long as they didn't involve you, which seems fair though sometimes it could get aggravating. today, i finally acted on texting you when i thought of you. i found out we're playing your school on friday, and since i'm the band, i have to go. i know you go to the games, you've always had a lot of school spirit and you tend to date pretty, preppy girls who drag you along even if you're not in the mood. so i thought i'd tell you i still play tenor and i want to form a friendship of some sorts so that when i see you i don't have a panic attack because i always look for the things, and people, i know that isn't good for me. which sends me into a state of fear and anxiety, it's one of my bad qualities. i do what i know is bad for me. and you know what, you answered. i'm not sure why and i'm still confused even multiple, multiple hours later, but we talked for a good ten-fifteen minutes and i'm not gonna lie, they were good. i miss our friendship, not our relationship, but our friendship.
- love, apple.

[Mooshidog]

Dear S,
I hope schools been good for you. Ilysm <3

-S <3

Dear -,

I know you probably hate my guts. You blocked me.
But I cant leave without saying a proper sorry.
I know I've said sorry, but just one more time. So I can at least get a stress free, fun, and relaxing camping trip not worrying about you. Please and thank you.
M

[FLYBOY]

I hate you.
I hate you, and it feels so good to finally say that after pretending to tolerate you for so long. And I know the feeling is mutual, and I love it. I love knowing that even seeing me angers you. I'd feel bad for driving anyone else this far. For everyone else, I'd have sympathy, maybe even pity. But not for you, because I know that's exactly what you want. And after everything you tried to do to me? You don't deserve my sympathy, or anyone's. I hope everyone who still tolerates you opens their eyes and sees you for what you are soon. All you care about is yourself. Everything you do revolves back around to one cause- you want people to care about you, and pay attention to you, at the cost of all else. Even when they have their own problems, if it's not about you, it's not acceptable. I learned that the hard way. You want to talk about keeping people safe by keeping them away from me? Look at yourself. Look at what you do. Really look, don't look just hard enough to drag out your latest self-pitying, attention-seeking drivel. And then try and tell me that you still think you're in the right.
Congrats, I guess. Your plan to ruin my damn life did work, to a degree. You broke up a couple of friendships and my reputation is going downhill by the minute. But your rabid supporters were never people I wanted on my side anyway. Everyone who matters is with me. No matter how much you beg them for sympathy or for them to abandon me, that's not going to change. You want me out of your life? Fine. But you're the one who's going to have to leave. I'm not going anywhere. WE are not going anywhere.