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

[CrazyChickenDude]

Dear universe,

...And it was shaping out to be such a good day...

With annoyance and sadness,
-A.

Dear Max,

Well. You are a grade-A jerk. Bite my bird, and run off into the forest? I don't think so. The bear'll get you before you make it to town, so good luck lover boy.

Awaiting your tail-tucked return,
-A.

Dear C,

No.
No.
No.
What does she mean you... left? You aren't... oh god, I shouldn't have encouraged you. I think something needs to happen to those jerks, but this isn't it. They are going to kick you off the place again, and you and Chief are going to end up sleeping under a bridge tonight.
Why-? What in god's name would make you think that today you should just... leave? What did we do to you to deserve this? All we gave you was food, and a place to live. Nice, kind people to be around. What happened to watching Psych marathons on the couch, staying up until midnight eating popcorn? I called you a friend. Where are you?
I love you.

Broken and confused,
Me.

Dear Manu,

Please... please... please come back. This place will never be the same without you. I don't want to be here without you. You have been my pet since I was five. Well, mom's pet. I grew up with you. And Nya.
Come back?

-A.

Dear Nya,

I'm so sorry. I don't know how I could have missed it. I'm really, really sorry. We'll get you to the vet in a few hours. If Hobo can live after Ears chewed on her, you can survive a tiny puncture wound.
Which you actually won't let me near and for all I know is huge.
And which bled all over the cage last night.
Please don't die!

Love and horror,
-A.


Dear rational voice in my head,

Where did you go? Why aren't you here today? You're the only thing that keeps me sane in times like these! I mean, I know it's actually just me talking to myself, or at least it was, but now you've become like another version of myself. You are part of me. You talk to me when I don't even want to be talked to. It's like there's actually someone in my head, pleading with me to be logical and keep my cool. But in my voice. Maybe I'm schizophrenic.
Please! I need you!

Lost,
-the other A.

[noodle cat]

Dear mind,
Gah please stop it. I can't handle this for much longer. Ever since I saw that movie you have spiraled out of control.
"Well maybe this will happen" or "What if this happens when that starts". Augh just stop. I couldn't focus all today because of these silly thoughts.
-Cat

Dear Eric,
OK really? Was that actually necessary today in school?
For those of you who do not know what happen today let me tell you.
So today I was walking back from the library with my class. Seems wonderful right? Well apparently I had a mosquito on the back of my neck to my friend Eric hits me super hard and knocks the book I have out of my hand. Well instead of saying "Oh sorry [insert my name]!" and picking up my book, he laughs with everyone else and then wipes the dead bug onto my jacket.
Yeah thanks for being my friend Eric. Oh and last Friday when you hit me repeatedly, yeah thanks for that to. Your such a wonderful guy.
-Cat

[Kyar]

Dear "friends",

Hey. Look. I get that you all know each other from high school. But college is not about keeping that little cliche and pushing anyone else out. I'll admit - I can't stand sitting around at dinner listening to you guys discuss the different grocery stores in your home town. You're all great people but you're so hung up on crap that happened two, three years ago you can't see what's happening now. So stick to your high school friends. I'm glad you don't invite me places anymore. I was always just stuck on the outside anyway. God forbid anyone not know those twins you obsess over.

Glad to be done,
Ky

[FallenSilent]

Dear Kids Behind Me,

Honestly, guys? Come on, grow up. Are you seriously going to make fun of me for helping you?

~The Girl in the Corner~


Dear ____,

I'm sorry, okay? I didn't mean for it to come out so harsh. I was tired and frustrated.. I'm sorry.

~Guilty Party~


Dear Person,

Does it really have to be like this? Everyone is split up, and it isn't good for any of them. You know that, so why are you letting it happen? Why are you continuously being stubborn about this when there isn't anything to be stubborn about? I haven't done anything to you, and neither have the other people you seem to be ignoring. Just because you seem to have a problem with us doesn't mean that you have to show it in front of the people all of us are friends with. You're being ridiculous and it's beginning to make me angry. At least talk to the person you've been friends with longer than any of us have been. You know it upsets everyone.
Why don't you try anymore? Why can't you stay happy with one of us for more than a day?

~Sick of the Fighting~

[Birchii]

Dear J,

I'm sorry for everything I've done. I really want to tell you how I feel, but I'm too scared.

Love, G c:

[Bye.....]

Dear crush,
How is the new school? This year has been a lot harder than I thought. Going there with you would've been easier. All of my friends are there, including you. Everyone here... it just feels like they hate me. I mean, my best friend still comes around but I miss hanging out with you and everyone else. I know it's cheesy and cliché and everything but the fear I won't get in creeps up on me every day. My grades are depending on this and the lack of friends is probably showing in my work. It's just... oh my gosh I wish I had just gone in the first place. It's so hard here without everyone. It's all drama and a sea of people I feel hate my guts.
Until next year I guess,
Your unhappy Rue

[noodle cat]

Dear Ezra Miller,
So I watched another movie with you in it. In this one you played a deranged son. Perfect.
-Cat

[FoxScarf]

To my Runaway Textbook,

It would be lovely if you came back because, yeah, I don't have the eighty-something dollars to pay for 'losing' you, unless the bookroom teacher is willing to accept Hollister gift cards. Also, I'm scared to report your absence to him because, well, the teacher-bro is my homie-g and I don't feel like bringing him the news that I've 'lost' one of his books. It's almost the equivilant of running a daycare and telling the parents, 'Whoops, I've 'lost' your kid.' So, yeah. Please come back to me. I won't criticize your weight anymore, nor the fact I have to lug you around all day!

love,
Mwah.

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To My Broski,

Yeah,
uhm.
Stop telling me that you want an ingrown fingernail.
I know that you're jealous, because I was fretting over this gorgeous senior's brother's freakishly growing fingernails.
I ALWAYS GIVE YOU ATTENTION.
You're like a freakin' older sibling, jeegus.

love,
Your Brosis.

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To That Incredibly Gorgeous Senior I Chill With In Eighth,

So,
Yeah.
Has anyone told you that you've got a gawgeous voice? ;D
Like, furreals doe.
Your laugh gave me chills.
And the way we battled to answer the sub first, and you said, 'Oh, -censorship-, it's ON!'.
Yeah.
I think you're freakin' awesome. xD

From,
The-Junior-Who-Totally-Won

[VesVes]

Dear society,

I like animals. DEAL WITH IT.

From,
Nyota

[randomlygenerated]

Dear former self,

Yes, everyone is right. You don't know very much about stress. You don't know the meaning of the word 'confused.' You will have to wait until you grow up. But I won't scorn you for it.
I know you think that life doesn't get much more confusing. But it does; trust me, it does.

I want to be right, but I'm always wrong
And when I'm wrong, it feels more right than right ever did
Right is not fixed; it turns as I turn
I don't want it to

I want to laugh, but it's better to cry
Crying is living more than laughing ever lived
And when I want to cry, I laugh
I don't want to

I want to sleep when I'm awake
And waking, want to live a dream
But I hate the dreams I want the most
I don't want to

I feel like I'm truly living, but I'm dead inside
I'm not in control, but I don't want to be
So why do I feel so out-of-my-depth?
I don't want to

I want to be me, but who am I?
The more I want to be me, the less I like myself
Yet when I am myself, I love me
I don't want to

I want to be someone else, someone who's more like me
I want a more tangible unreality
I want to be free
I don't want to

Yes, I know you won't understand that, dear. I didn't expect you to. But when you DO understand it, perhaps it will be quite comforting to write it down.

You're all you've got for definite, so learn to love yourself. I didn't used to love me... but we've been through a lot together, and despite all I say, I do love myself. Though I argue with myself, though I despise myself, though I tell myself off, though I don't understand myself; I do love me. You will too, one day.

Love from,
~ You, at 19

PS. Don't worry, I don't think you'll ever lose your sense of humour. It's the one thing you have that no one else gets. Xx