Dear _________________,
I'm not a construction site. Stop trying to tear me down. I know what you guys are doing, and I wont let you do it again. You guys nearly caused me to become one of your 'puppets', manipulating me and morphing me into whatever you pleased, but not this time. This time, I'm stronger. After what you did to me in the past, how badly it got to me that I nearly needed help, I've learned how to tune all of you out. I hope you guys don't call me back anymore, because I'm not socializing with any of you unless I need something from you guys. Next year, instead of hanging out with y'all at lunch, not being payed any attention to unless it's to make fun of me somehow, I'll hang out with the younger generation. I missed them so much last year whereas you guys were all like 'Hehe can't wait for the Freshmeat'. Honestly, I really wish I was born a year forwards in time, so that I can be with a generation that I find nicer, less judgmental, and has a bunch of really chill people in there. So, like Pierce the Veil (ft. Kellin Quinn)'s song says: "So sick of playing I don't want this anymore (and) I'm tired of begging for the things that I want". (Which is just for y'all to be nice for a change. .-.)
Sincerely,
~Autumn
Dear ______,
Hey, remember the time you introduced me to BVB in 6th grade? Yeah? Remember how I told you I loved their song Fallen Angels? Hm? And then remember how you laughed in my face and said 'You can't like them! You're _____! You're to innocent to love them!' It hurt, having someone tell you what you are, what you can and can't like because of their assumptions. But I was young, and such a pushover that you made me forget about them because I was 'myself' and I couldn't ever love them because of that.
Fast forward to, hm, last week, last Wednesday. I had the time of my life there, and yet all you were doing was walking around acting bored. You could of at least acted interested in any of the bands I liked, because it hurt seeing you look at them and be all judgmental. Remember oh so long ago about how I could never like BVB or any music like that? Oh, well you were so, totally, completely wrong. In fact, I probably like them now more than you ever did before, considering how you skipped out on seeing your 'heros' perform live in the front row because 'your feet were tired'. Excuse you, but I was standing longer than you and at I wanted to drop to the floor; but I stayed. And you didn't.
But that wasn't what made me so, eternally angry at you. No, no, it was I said, 'And to think you thought I couldn't ever like these bands!' to which you replied to 'You still can't really! You're _____! You're still too innocent for this kind of stuff!'
No, you crossed the line there. To say that all those years ago was alright, because I myself wouldn't have believed I'd ever grow to love any of the bands I've loved today back then because I was still wearing Crocs and cat shirts and the fact I was only about 11; but to say it today, when I'm so much older now, and when I've finally found what I really love most, it hurts so bad that your opinion on me still hasn't changed. No, I don't need your approval, but it hurts knowing you don't support me loving what I love. And you wonder why I don't open up to you more; some secrets I've yet to tell a single living, breathing soul, one secret I have yet to even speak outside my mind, I'm so scared to tell anyone because of 'friends' like you still being judgmental about everything.
It's people like you who have made it hard for anyone to earn my full trust.
Your Acquaintance,
~Autumn...