Write a Letter You Cannot Send

[magnet]

Dear____

You are stupid.Why do you make fun of me,and treat me like dirt?It doesn't make you cooler,or smarter.You can't possibly enjoy causing pain,mentally or phisically,to anyone.If you do,then you are a sadist.

Why do my only tiny ragtag group of friends like me?Why do I shy away from crowed areas?Is it because I can't stand the shoving and pushing?Or is it that I can't bear having people stare at me,for not wearing the exactly perfect clothes,or not having the greastest hair.All because you taunt,tease,and spead rumors about my life.

My life has no meaning for friendship,because you ruin it.My friends that still stick by my,my perverted,retared,and twisted minded little friends,are the ones that stick by me.


So what if I cry,when there is a possibillity that a tornado would come?

So what if I complain when I fell sick,or hurt?

So what if I never act serious?

Do I have to be so primp and proper?Is the world run by you?

No.It is NOT!


Get out of my life.Just leave me alone

WIP!

[Elkmire]

Dear _____,

We fight way to much. Over useless stuff.. We go days, even weeks without talking to each other. What happened to the old days were we would talk EVERY. DAY? We would only fight about who loved the other more, and we had a great time talking to each other. I guess stuff just went downhill.. we get into fights, then something bad happens to you.. I can't take the pain and being confused to much longer.. I feel like you only used me, and never loved me, but something tells me you didn't use me, and you love me, but something tells me you used me and never loved me- see what I mean? I'm so confused! Did you ever love me?! Did you ever care?! Did you only love what I had?! Would you care if I just left! I can't take this anymore! I need answers!

Love, xX-Fallen-Angel-Xx

[InfinityOnHigh]

Dear ___,

I don't even know what to say to you. I miss you. It's been seven days since I saw you, but I still miss you. A lot.

-L

[revenmoore]

Dear Everyone,

Can you please stop making me feel so worthless and unhappy? Friends, I don't care about Dubstep, I hate it. You won't shut up about it so I told you my opinion of it. I'm not judging it, I've listened to it and hated it. Leave. Me. Alone. Also I'm tired of you my so called 'friends' you're horrible people in your own ways. Honestly, I can't trust any of you. You don't care about me. And I'm beginning to not care about you. To my online friends, I love you. So much. You guys do care about me, I care about you. I don't care if I shouldn't care about my online friends. I do, and I always will. Thanks guys.<3 Mom, you're only making me feel worse, leave me alone. You still yell at me even after being told you made me cry. It hurts when you yell at me for no reason. Dear Girl Who I want to be friends with, you think I'm weird don't you? I guess I saw it coming but oh well. I guess I'll stay friendless because I'm just the little nobody who sits alone and will always be alone. Dear boys, you are mean people, you should respect me when I want to tell you something but that would take effort wouldn't it? Oh and dear Greed, I seriously hate you right now. Be really dammit. It seems like you're all I have left and you're only mere pixels.

Love/No love,
Purity

[RequiemMass]

Dear ______

You & I never met. EVER. Nor will we ever since your decease. I think it was 3 years after you passed away I met the only person that mentioned your name. I don't know why I think of you or in my mind I am talking to thin air hoping you can hear me. Odd right? Yeah, I think so too. I always wonder if she even remembers you anymore since she has changed so much since you passed away. I feel like I am one of the few that think about you and hope that your somewhere happy instead of somewhere dreadful. There goes for wishful thinking. Someday when I day dream I do wish you and I could have met and perhaps have been friends even though our backgrounds are polar opposites. Maybe...just maybe? Who knows. Perhaps we will meet somewhere someday in sometime. Until then I'll always be thinking about you.


Love,
The Stranger You Never Met

[ElevatingHearts]

Dear Mom,

Seriously? Why do you always want to rip my head off? Why do you always have to be on top of me with my schoolwork while you let Matt slack off and get out of everything? You hate what I'm into, when it's just Sonic and role playing! You don't like my friends and they're the only two I have, as well as them being the only good and clean kids in school! When I was being called a sl*t, b*tch, and a wh*re, you sure didn't care. The only thing you said to me was to get over it. Then I lost my best guy friend, and you didn't give a d**n about that. Seriously? What kind of mom doesn't care about her own daughter with a broken heart? You were barely showing any worry when I didn't want to eat or when I kept playing slow songs really loud in my room so I could cry. You didn't care that I wasn't talking much, and you didn't care about the fact that I didn't have any friends in school because everybody believed that I was pregnant. To be honest, I'm amazed you even paid the money for me to be home schooled! You say do all things in the glory of God to me, but you don't do that much yourself. The only thing you ever do is yell at Matt, and flip out on me if my school work still isn't done. Well, you know what? It's freaking Friday and three in the afternoon! Do you expect me to be focusing on schoolwork? NO! You know why I sit in my room all day with my door shut? Because I can't stand you. I can't stand how you want to turn me into a girly girl, I hate how you don't want me to like Sonic games, I hate how you say I'm a mean girl, I hate how you think you know everything, I hate how you decide everything you say is right, and more importatnly, I hate being your daughter half the time. You don't know how many times when I tell my best friend (she lives 2 days away) I wish we were sisters that I actually mean it. Sure her mom is over protective and really strict, but she sure is a better mom than you are at times. Maybe it's because her mom is actually married, and you aren't even trying anything to find a husband again. And those online dating e-mails you get that you say are spam, sometimes I wonder if you really are on one of those because nobody else gets those as spam, I'm just saying. So yeah, mom, I wish you could see this and see how much you annoy me so maybe, just maybe, you could try to be a little bit better. It doesn't make sense to me that you let Matthew slack off all the time, but you are always on top of me to stay on top of everything. I'm not f*cking perfect! I can't get all those d*mn straight A's you want me to have! I'm so freaking sorry that I can't be in sports because I have nerve damage in my leg and a in turned knee! God, why can't you just except that!? It's freaking annoying! I'm not going to be the perfect, sweet, innocent daughter you want me to be! I'm not going to be dresses and bright pink clothes. I'm not a happy person! Honestly, I'm almost a goth inside because I'm normally moody and I don't like being around people. I'm quiet and I don't like being around a lot of people. Ever since I was seven, I have considered running away and mom, I'm almost thirteen! You really need to see these things about me because truthfully, it isn't that hard to see. Do you know how much I envy the preps and any other kid that has a dad because they're happy? Half the time, I envy the kids who can play sports without their leg giving out on them or tripping over their own foot. Mom, this is everything I have to say. You want me to be perfect, and I'm sorry but I can't be perfect because of my leg and my hands swelling up when they get cold. One thing you don't know about me is that I feel like an outcast and the kid who's weird because she bounces in every step she takes. I feel left out of almost everything, and I'm still broken hearted from when I lost my best guy friend. Why can't you see that?

[~Serenade~]

Dear _______,

You need to get to know me more, and at least pretend to be the smallest bit interested in what I am saying. When ever you talk about your job, radio talk shows, and stuff like that, I try my best to be interested, and to learn more about what you find fun! But when ever I start talking about any of my like/dislikes I just here sarcastic "Yep, Cool, Sounds Fun, Wow, Awesome" But whenever I start a conversation about anything you like, suddenly your oh so very interested in what I have to say. Also, you seem to know nothing about me. FYI I love animals, computers, gaming, drawing, dubstep, learning japanese, and a bunch of other things...But you don't have any time to find that out do you?

[.sellyfish.]

dear weeb,
jesus. why can't i stop thinking about you? i can't stand the idea of the fact that we ended on such a horrible note. it eats at me. you were the only person that understood me, listened to me, and knew about. .stuff. i miss you. you were closest thing i had to stability in my life, as bad as that is. regardless of what anybody saw or thought, all i ever saw of you was someone there to be that big-brother character. and that's all that was there. i feel like i've lost a part of the family within all of the madness that evicted such a big part of my life. oh well, i suppose i'll learn to get used to it. and adapt to depression.
-meee.

[moonie,]

Dear Brightfeather,

Why do you not seem to gather,
I am epic.
Liek a Kyo.
8D.

-MoonMist

[SexyAsYourMom]

Dear _______,
You know who you are. You think you're gonna go around acting like everything is allll fine. But really, I'm gonna punch you in the face for thinking you're all cool and going around with your saggy pants.
Love, SexyAsYourMom