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

[kathwren]

dear ,
i am in love with you.
we may never work out, but i hope we do. it'd be a long shot, but hey.
i liked you when i first met you, then our friendship grew and i fell in love.
slowly, then all at once. like the way you fall asleep.
our friends all tease me about it, they all know.
i know you might possibly feel the same way, and i just want to know, i want you, all your bad habits, all your flaws, all your bad days, all your bad moods, your laugh, your smile. i want your past, your present, and your future.

you light up my bad moods with your smile, and you could make me feel like i was home, even in the middle of somewhere we've never been before. a simple message from you can turn my bad days around.
you are beautiful inside and out.

i hope we can work out, sometime soon. because i want all the stars in your eyes, i want to be your sunshine on a cloudy day.

i doubt you'll read this, but if you do, hah, awkward...

all the best,
- sperry

[runnershigh]

dear mum,

stop. just.. stop. stop teasing me. please.

love, your daughter who is perfectly capable of handling herself

-

dear K,

please don't do this to yourself. seeing you like this makes me depressed, and i wish i was there so i can hug you and comfort you like you deserve.

love, someone who cares a lot about you

-

dear A,

hhhh y u so cute n y u so confusing

love, that girl you danced with

-

dear write a letter you cannot send thread,

yOUR PAGE NUMBERR

[wolfsong-mapleflame]

Dear life.
Have you given up on me. Am I that easily lost? I ask my friend for reasons why I shouldn't let go, and they avoid the question, like they have none.
No reason why I shouldn't give up on you.
Sometimes, in the darkest hours of the night, I make scenes in my head. How many people would attend my funeral? One, two, none?
I am clearly not worth it, but why can they not think of a reason? A reason to stay alive?
And some pretend to care, but they haven't spoken to me at all. Not about what's important.
I'm sorry for annoying you, life. I'm going now.
~lexi

[vega.]

Dear my conscience,
Ok, Whoever you are, whatever you are. Stop messing with my life. Every good thing that happens to me, something equal in value that is bad happens to me. I was looking forward to this sports trip, and I just to sprain my ankle. I can't run any more and I have to keep a cast on for a month. And the other scene where I was looking forward to a pool party on my team, but the water ended up to be almost freezing? And when I rode a horse, I just had to fall off. What are trying to tell me? Use my dreams, not my reality! You are the cause of most of my self destruction, and now it while take moons to return my confidents and trust within myself. Now i'm petrified that I will fail myself and everyone again. Ever since I got this cast, I've realized that I have broken my heart in every possible way, love,confidence,trust,hope,faith, peace in myself. I've lost almost every thing that means to me, my opportunities, my honor, my respect, and my only optimism. I can't help but think it was not *only* my fault. I always screw up, and somethings helping this. It cannot have been why I don't have many good friends, or why i'm always separated from them. It could've been only my screw ups which caused my father to leave me and lie. Or why now hurt myself more often because of this distress. Even it was not you or it, tell me how to fix it. I have a flight that leaves 3.5 hours, please don't screw my trip up!
I hope that since something really bad happened to me, something really good will happen to me in the future. One thing for sure is that,
I'm a girl with limited luck.

[forecast]

dear _____,

no, no, no, no! stop! please! i don't want this, please stop it. please!

[Sariee_Fairy]

Dear brother,
You shouldn't have done that, mom is so mad right now it's not even fit. Look at what you've done, not only did you lie, you fought with someone. How can you do this to mom? Have you ever thought that maybe WE HAVE FEELINGS? Not everything is about you, you are not the king of the house. Ever since dad has left for his job you have been so disrespectful... You are going to be the one to break mom, you are going to make her break down. You don't help with the chores, you are rude to me and mom. All you do is play xbox or minecraft. I'm on the verge of breaking; here I am trying to help out and you don't do a darn thing. I am so done. You don't even know, when you come home you are going to get it, that or mom has already yelled at you. And don't forget dad, just cause he's away doesn't mean anything. I guess you'll have to learn the hard way.

From,
A fed up sister

[.sleepwalkers.]

Dear Soleriol,

You know, we've been doing quite well since I... Discovered you? Created you? I don't know. But it's kind of like a sibling relationship, if you get what I mean. But...

Sorry for ignoring you in school sometimes. I forget about you. Not totally, though. You're still there, in my head. In my mind. My imaginary world inside my brain...

[worshipthesquid]

Dear 11-year-old self,

Hey! How're you doing? It's been a while. I'd tell you not to be so scared you'll make a mistake, but... Listen. You making a social bloomer in the real world? Totally likely. Everyone in your class is also having trouble working it out, though, so don't stress over being a social outcast too much. (About that. You should talk to I. M. in the other class, and B. W. in yours. Just trust me on this one.) But you making a social bloomer online? I'm looking back at your posts and feeling inadequate about my own writing skills. Whatever you're doing, keep on doing it, just tone down the anxiety a bit. Strange as it sounds, anxiety causes problems rather than solving them, and it's only good for you in small, short doses. You don't need to worry quite as much as you are about doing something awful. - Or about what other people think about you. They don't think much about you, it has to be said, so - wear what you like!

Yours nostalgically,
You.

P.S. Try learning sign language, or maybe tarot card reading. You'd like it.

[Charias]

dear life

well done.

you've successfully made it so that whenever i try to write out what's bothering me, it sounds like an excerpt from some dodgy fantasy
novel. i think that takes skill.

it feels like you custom tailor circumstances specifically to mess with me. well, i congratulate you. you have thoroughly messed with me.
you obviously realise that none of this stuff is even possible. which is the whole point. it's all impossible but it happens anyway, so where
does that leave me? somewhere confusing, i bet.

in all honesty, i'm starting to get used to it now. i don't know if that's good or bad.

~ person who's kind of getting tired of all this bullcrap

[Venus357]

Dear A Boy I Like,
We met in fifth grade. You liked me on the first day. We flirted and had fun the way fifth graders do all year. By the end of the year, you worked up the courage to tell me that yes, you did like me. That summer, we went to camp together. I went on the hike with you, and we sat together at the bonfire. We even held hands.
When sixth grade started, we still liked each other. We had math class together, and were both on the basketball team. On the night of the first basketball game, on the bus, we started dating.
We were dating for a few months. Then, over winter break, something changed. You started liking one of the eighth graders. You became more mean and inappropriate. On the first day back at school, on the way to another basketball game, you broke up with me over a text on my friend's phone. That was January 9th, 2013.
That school year ended, and summer began. I went to camp without you.
When school started again, we still had math class together. You still joked and had fun. But now you are different. You are still mean at times and inappropriate. You still date older girls. And now, in a few months, I'm leaving. You were my first real crush, the first boy I held hands with. And now, after I move ten hours away, I hope you won't forget me. Because I'll never forget you.

Love,
The Girl Who Will Always Love You