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

[Lostfairy]

Dear Dad,

You disgust me sometimes.

-me

[)'smol'(]

dear m,

i've been feeling a little left out lately, you never talk to me and you always talk to p and v. we just haven't talked for a little, and we've known eachother for a couple years, yet you always talk to them and you've known them for like, a month. even when i talk to you, always ignore me and talk to them instead. i'm worried you're going to best friend replace me.,, you're not actually going to, right?

please message me back! i miss you alot.

sincerely,
archy

[spirited away]

Dear D,
Do you finally get it?
All my call outs to you!
All my clues.
I feel you are clueless sometimes.
Do you even care how I feel.
You say you do, but you never change.
I know I can be a H O R R I B L E friend, but sometime I feel you are worst.
You say you will be fine having no friends what so ever.
No interaction.. I want to hang out with...
Go over to your house, go swimming!
What I really want is for you to text me normally.
I always start the conversation, and you take hours to respond.
God sometimes I just want to end our friendship.
I feel like there isn't much there.
I'm so horrible with making friends, that if I'd lose you, I would be 100% lonely.
Your the last standing boulder from me becoming depressed.
And your boulder is cracking, and every single thing you do that hurts my feelings or gets me mad... that is a large step closer to more and more cracks.
So please D, think about me for once.
I know It's selfish of me.
But I guess I'm selfish and won't stop until I hear what I want to hear.

-Ash

(Spirited Away)

[typically,]

dear m&d

how am i supposed to tell you what's going on? i'll ruin everything. i'll disgust you. plus what if it's not really true, what if i'm lying. what if i say i'm this or that but it's just me trying to gain attention. i don't even know anymore. i don't want to lie to you. plus i feel so pressured. it's hard to talk face to face. i can't even look at myself. i have horrible stage fright and everything. talking;; it's just so hard. so how
am i supposed to tell you. would what you give me even help ?? or ,, would i just waste our money. tell me, please. even though you can't , just tell me . even though you don't know, tell me.

[ceruleanwoof]

Dear fiance

I actually really like 5 Guys but I'm too nervous to ever order anything from there bc its expensive.

[ayyyhh please delete]

the love of my life

i love you, baby, i really do love you. i'm in love with you. i'm so deep in love with you.
these love songs are reminding me of you. i can't think about anything else besides you.
i can't stop thinking about you. your adorable face. your cute voice. your way with words.
your heart-melting laugh i always have the gift of hearing every time we call. all of it.
all of you. everything about you. i can't stop thinking about you. i'm so deep in love with you.
i could stay up every night writing about you. i daydream about you, you're the one and only
boy i ever think about. every time we talk, you leave me swooning. you leave me more and
more in love every single day. a random smile? you popped into my mind. a little giggle out
of nowhere? i'm looking at a picture of you. random bursts of happiness? they're always
because of you. i really hope you know how much i love you and how happy you make me,
although i don't know how i can ever possibly show you how much i love you. i just want to
kiss you all the time. i want to hug you and never let go. i want to be with you and never
ever ever have to go. you're my entire world; no, my entire universe. you've made my life
so much more amazing ever since i met you and even more ever since we actually got
together. everything about you; i'm madly in love. i've never met anyone that was capable
of ever making me this happy. you're all i want but so much more than i could ever ask for
and definitely way more than i could ever deserve. i don't know what i did to ever get so
lucky. i want to be with you for the rest of my life, and i actually mean it. i really do mean
it. whenever i daydream, you're always the first person i think of being in my future. i want
to get married with you someday. i want to own a house with you. a couple years away; it
isn't very far. and i really can't imagine a future without you, it breaks my heart too much
to even try to think of you not being here. i want you and only you. nobody else. just you.
it's always been you and always will be you. i'd do anything for you. you're perfect. you're
an angel. you're a sweetheart. you're freaking gorgeous. you're freaking adorable. you're
so cute, precious, and prized. you're a hottie. you're amazing. you're perfect. and i hope
i'll always get to call you mine. i'm yours and only yours. i''m your baby. i love it when
you call me that, you should call me that more. i remember you called me honey once;
you're so perfect, you're too precious. i love you so much, and i really mean it. i'm in
love with you. i love you. i love you. i love you. thanks for putting up with me, too, i'll
make it up to you and try to make you as happy as you make me. i love you, hottie.
i love you, cutie. i'm in love with you babe!! te amo mucho, eres mi todo. eres mi bebe.

[NinjaGerbil]

Z.

I don't know why I even try when you're there. I barely know you, and you barely know me, we're just acquaintances from this little group we're in. You have 5 characters now, I have 3. I seem to be stuck at 3, because every time I make a form to get another, you unknowingly spit in my face and apply too, beating everyone else almost every single time.

I was impressed when I first saw your posts, and I still am. Your writing, your art, you do both amazingly and I can't deny that you're fantastic at what you do. But... the group's stopped being fun now. I just want another character for my collection, and every time I enter a contest I'm afraid of you. I check the page every day, looking for your name, just waiting for a link to your form. It feels like a ridiculous version of being on death row, almost- when I see your post on the page, I know I'll never get that character. I can't draw, and I can't write anything like you can. I can't draw, I can't write, I simply can't win.

I'm not good enough.
I'll never be good enough.
I'll never be good enough to beat you.

I barely know you, and you barely know me, but that doesn't make each kick to the teeth any less painful.

I doubt you'll find this, but if you do, I'm so sorry. Take good care of Rock, ok?
Congrats on winning the contest, you really do deserve it.

[ANETRA]

to t.
i love you too

[lol]

to —
it's that time of the month again where i feel reminiscence of what we had. correction, what we shared. we were so close to each other, and i'm still having the worst withdrawals. it might be for the fact that i somehow had you slip through my fingers. i wasn't paying attention and i was being selfish as per usual. i wish you would've spoken up. i wish you would've let me know so that way it didn't come down to this. i still braze on the fact that you could send me a message and i would be happy even through all the emotional junk i've been through. i hate how soft i still am for you, and i have a feeling you've forgotten me. i didn't have any special attributes/features, so you mostly likely did. i don't blame you, i'm boring and i'm selfish. i allowed myself to come full circle and trust you for the months that we knew each other because i thought i was to never let you go. wasn't that how it was supposed to work? our little trust fall didn't last long because soon enough you dropped me and ran off. you cowered away from me.

i'm sorry that i'm unethically charming, resentful, astute, zany, thoughtless, overzealous, and bothersome. i knew you wouldn't want to be around me for more than six months— i knew our relationship was too good to be true. i just wish it didn't end the way that it did.

i'm sorry

[Chloe Grace]

Dear Whoever Stumbles Upon This Letter and Decides to Read it,

I rather hate melancholy. I feel bad to be with people whenever I develop a case of it. Who wants to be with a gloomy person? It just makes the mood of the room drop when a person with melancholy comes in.

And I also feel horrible to chase away people who want to comfort me. But I do it anyway. I don’t want them to become even more sad because of me. (Although after having done said chasing away, I regret it right away. Ironic, huh?)

I do wish I wouldn’t get so melodramatic/gloomy/nervous/every-other-negative-emotion-there-is on-this-here-earth about nothing.

Anyone have a cure for melancholy? TMR quote which is fitting for this: “There is NO CURE.”

Signed,
Chloe, who likes trying failing to have philosophical thoughts about melancholy