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

[XxEchoSongxX]

Dear self,
I understand times are tuff but you can't back down and show mercy.
When we were younger we were bullied.. alot... At the beginning of the year we made a promise that we would no longer be gullible and let others get to us, and it was going great. Until J and everyone else started picking on us and C. I had promised I wouldn't let anyone get to us.. but I broke that promise. I could feel the tears starting to bundle up in my eyes but I held them in and tried to play it cool.. by that I mean I kept my head down and tried my best not to yell at J. C kept trying to cheer me up but I pushed him away... the one person that made me feel good about myself... I sent C a message on facebook about everything... and he didn't just forgive me... You said he loved me... I want to date him and love him in public.. I really do, but I understand how your not dating anyone right now C because its all been a mess and you don't want to get hurt or hurt others again. I completely understand... and I know you love me but sometimes I can't help but feel bad... I know your a F boy, you said it yourself and I know about you and other girls but I still love you. (Paris the chinchilla is still cuter then you though, and fluffier) You hug I and I know you've and her sent... stuff back and forth but you told me you've two have never done anything and well I believe you. I trust you so much and I'm so sorry of how I acted before... I just I felt replaced and was jealous and confused. A was telling me all this stuff that wasn't true but I believed her and I'm sorry. I don't know why i'm saying sorry again you already forgave me. I just love you so much...

Dear Self,
Never let them see you cry.
Never back down.
You are stronger then you think.
I know your ok.
Don't get jealous, theres no reason to be.
Stop believing everything your told.
The truth, only the truth.
No lies.
Love if you want to love.
Live the way you want to live.
You can't control everything.
But you can control yourself.
Your actions and behaviors.
You control them.
Be yourself.
No one else is like you.
Ignore those snotting kids.
The ones who tease and pick on you.
They don't know you.

You choose your future.
You choose your fate.

You are special.
Be special.

[Karia]

Dear Children,

Spell. Grammar. Please.

please.

It makes me cringe at your little mistakes. You do realise those mistakes matter, right? Life is short and you can't turn it back. So, please, at least make sure your sentences make grammatical sense. It makes people hold you higher in their minds, and you won't look like some 8-year-old who doesn't know the difference between "you're" and "your".

What will happen to our generation? Let's hope it doesn't fail society.

Dear A,

Thank you for existing. You made me feel alive when I had no one to dedicate my life too, and now you're that person. I really loved that game of Hangman we played. We are alike in many ways, I must say. I'm sorry about the ships. I don't want you to feel uncomfortable! Know that you always can tell them if you are. and that face is so cute but it kinda saddens me

I really hope that this will work out. I know I'm being an annoying clingy freak, but just know I really enjoy it when you're around <3

From,
K.

[grapebats]

Dear D.,
You're so beautiful. I've thought so since the moment I first saw you, over two years ago now. I can't believe I still love you so much. I thought I was over this, but you brought me right back in without even trying to. Your laugh is enough to make my day, and I love the way it feels to have my head on your shoulder, even if it will never be in the context I want it to be in. I often tell myself that there's something wrong with me because you don't feel the same way I do, but I'm trying to break the habit of blaming myself. I don't blame you either, though. I know you well enough to know how you feel, and I really want you to be happy. It just hurts a lot to see that happiness coming from people who aren't me. I will always be your best friend, and I'm truly happy about that, because I never thought I would live to see the day you would give me that title. It feels like an honor. I just keep hoping that maybe someday we can be something more, but for now I will support your decisions, no matter how much they hurt.

Sincerely,
a girl who thinks you put the stars in the sky

[froogie]

Dear Spencer,

I know you like me. I mean like, like me. The thing is that I dont really have feelings for you. I love our friendship and you are a great friend. It seems like the whole school wants us to be a thing. I feel like the main reason you like me it becuase you are lonly and the school is pressuring you. Our entire friendship you never showed any sighs, and now your just out of the blue! All over me. Dont let people push you in a place that you dont want to go. I dont want to make things weird bewteen us. So, I am going to give you some time and hope that you move on. The gossip will die down soon.
Thanks
-I

Dear Lexi,
I am sick and tired of you complaining about how anoying Spencer is. Its getting really anoying and I am so sick of it. He was never said anything bad about you, all you are doing is ranting on and and on about how bad he is. Give him a chance! So Please stop
-I

Dear Me,
Stop pretending that school doesnt exist. You might have good grades now, but keep doing everything last minute and you wont.
-Thanks in advance!

[Bunny!!]

Dear 'C'-
I really like you, I know you know that. I have been told you really like me. The other day when you told me you have been cheated on too... My heart broke for you. I wouldn't wish that pain on anyone, not even my worst enemy. I've been there so many times, I know the pain, how much it hurts. Just know, I would never do that to you, I already love you way to much and were not even together yet. I'm already so far in love with you that I'm so afraid to lose you. Please, understand I would hurt myself before I hurt you
- ♥the girl you always talk to at lunch.

[Serious.]

Dear S,
Dear goodness. I knew the feelings of missing you wouldn't come until later, but wow I hate these feelings.
I miss you so much. And the worst part about being away from you is that I'm so worried that you don't feel the same way. Yeah, maybe that sounds ridiculous, but it's a legitimate fear of mine.
No, but really. I miss you. I can't wait until October 20th.


Dear group,
Okay...so what if I told you that I was slightly gay...
It's weird that I've never told anyone this. I've basically showed everyone everything about me, but I've never mentioned that I might be pan. I guess it doesn't matter because I'm not really interested in a relationship in high school (or with my current mental state lol), but I feel like so many of my friendships would change if I told people I'm not straight. :/
Writing this has also made me realize that I might have to do that whole "coming out" thing which actually sounds so scary ahhh;;; maybe this is why I prefer hiding my sexuality ahaha
And sometimes I'm not even sure if I'm pan or not because I've never dated. But all of my crushes have been kind of sporadic gender-wise so it seems like it to me? Plus I've been identifying as pansexual for so long so it'd be kind of weird to suddenly switch
And then there's those times where I'm not sure if I should just use bi as a label instead of pan...but pansexual fits me so well.
I just don't know man. Sexuality is weird.

[r.ddler]

I want to move to Germany. Good work ours, ethic, better politics, my ethnic roots are there. I connect far deeply with my German heritage and I want to go there. I want to visit some day, maybe move there permanently. Would I have to learn a Germanic language? Do any of them speak Low German anymore? I just don't want to really live in America any. More. It's gross, my family can't get the help it's needed from the get go, and my mother might have to register as a Native American Cherokee just to get proper healthcare and better help. I'm so tired of this place, how egocentric it is. No one here truly cares for the others well being. Whether that would change or not in Germany, I dunno. I don't care really, a change would be fantastic.

So toxic. So vile. So... uncaring.

[kia.]

Dear G,

I hope you someday realize how beautiful and great you are. How great your voice sounds, how beautiful that body of yours is, how vibrant and bright your personality is.. I can't believe you would lower your standards to love such a spray painted trash can like me. But maybe we both could use some self esteem, haha..
I love you so much..
I love when you sit and draw on my arms because your dad doesn't like you drawing on yours.. The murals of swirls and flowers you create on my skin are so beautiful. I love when you leave one of your shirts or a bandana of yours at my house.. Heck yes I'll wear it and run around feeling so safe, but my heart with ache so bad because I'm not sitting with you, whispering and giggling while looking through tumblr or just talking.. I love when I see you my heart skips a best and I can't help but grin. The hugs you give me.. How you always wrap your arms around my waist and bury your face in my shoulder and compliment me on how nice I smell.. I love how you work so hard and enroll yourself in so much and put yourself through so much to make yourself better. I love everything about you and how pure you are..
But..
I hate that I can't always be there.. I hate that I can't get up and do something to make myself better for you. I hate that I can't always say what I feel in words, and I hate that can't always be there to say something to help you. I feel like you're becoming immune to whatever is at now because I say the same things in different ways so often.. I hate that you put so much love into me but I can't seem to return it to my satisfaction. You deserve so much more than a leech like me. Yet you still love and support me..
Why? Why.. Please.. I just want to know how I can love you as much as you love me..
But I do.. I do love you. With ever ounce of life that thunders in my veins. My mind is always looking and wondering about you.. I'm always wishing I was with you..
But Colorguard is so hard to get around, dearest.. I miss those weekends and weekdays during the summer when we would walk to the gas station and then back to my place and hang out, snuggle, and giggle about the little things.
There is one thing I know.
If I ever loose you, then I loose my ability to love.. Living you, and being with you, has awoken and stirred up feelings I've never felt before.. And if you ever walk away.. I don't think anyone else will ever be able to stir the same feelings up and create the same, or a better experience and emotional attachment.
I love you so much.. And I hope you never forget that..

I'm sobbing now,
D

[padmé of naboo]

dear my mom's boyfriend

get married to my mother already. we've slipped you enough coupons for rings, she doesn't care if you get her a cheap one. she doesn't even want a huge wedding. you love each other and tonight proved it. just get married already! jeez, it's been two years.

~sincerely
her child that has more sense than you

[incarnate]

Dear you,

This is my third letter you'll never see.
I don't even have a clue what we are to each other anymore. We've grown a lot closer since you came back from combat. I've tried to be there for you when your fears shut you down, and you've been helping me face so many of my own fears. You make me laugh even when I feel like there's nothing in the world left to smile about. You challenge me to be better not for anyone else, but for myself; and I need that because, as you know well know, there's no one crueler to me than me. You're important to me and I know that much, but you've been confusing the mess out of me lately.
That night we stayed up together probably wasn't that much different from all the other nights. Except maybe for the fact of how exhausted and vulnerable you were. You told me you say a lot of things you don't mean when you're sleep deprived.. But there's always some truth to what we say, isn't there?

You told me you loved me. No prelude, no warning, just the afterthought that you weren't going to mean the things you said that night. You talked about what I meant to you; that while you were away fighting for your country it was my name in your head, my words in your ears, that got you through the bad situations. Did the night give you courage to say those things? Or were you just lonely and settled for the one who was available?
You know me, better than anyone else does probably. You've got to know that I'm overthinking this stuff to death. I'd think you'd be aware of how it stirs a deep fear in me.. I've never been anything but honest and upfront with you, now I just ask that you offer me the same in return. Because I am truly at a loss here.

No matter what we end up being to each other, I hope you know how much I care about you. Tonight I know we'll meet again, armed to the teeth to face one another's demons. Maybe by then I'll have gathered up the courage to face something more tender.

- The girl you know too well.