Write a Letter You Cannot Send

[xNocturnalKittenX]

Dear Lord,
I'm sorry I don't talk to you as much as I used to. I'm trying to get better, really. I miss the conversations we used to have, and I know you do too. </3
I've just been feeling so conflicted lately. Everything they teach me, I don't feel like it's right. They're so...biased and I feel like they don't tolerate what they should.
Remember when her husband called the "man" who gave birth an "it?"
I found that ignorant and insulting. How dare he judge someone like that. How dare he strip that person of his humanity.
Just because she felt like a he, doesn't make him any less human.
Right?

...And is that really sinful? Some people can't help who they love.
I can't. I've tried, but I can't. I wish you would tell me if it were wrong. But even if I knew for sure it was...
I don't think I can change who I am so drastically. I hope you'll forgive me.

I really want to talk to you more. I'll try to remember. And I'll try remembering when I wake too. I want to start speaking to you with my art again. I really liked the lesson Mom taught us that day. I felt so good afterwards.

Is Anna there? Can you tell her hi for me? I miss her.

Love,
Struggling

--

Dear J,
I'm happy for you. I really am. But I'm scared of her. I hope she's as nice as you make her out to be.
Sabre hated me...I don't want that again. I tried...but she never liked me. Years later, and she still hates me.
I think I still love you. I always feel a tinge of sadness when I think about what it used to be like. But you wanted something that I couldn't give you. I'm sorry. I'm just not that sort of person. I'm glad we can still be friends.
I also want to say sorry for not being able to be there for you when you needed it. I tried...but you'd only push me away.
Do you realize how helpless I felt, watching you go through that?
I wanted to make it better..When you told me you ran away? I cried that night. Because you couldn't trust me enough to tell me. We were together for years, but you couldn't trust me.
Do you realize how much that hurts? I used to beg to God to make the pain stop. I didn't want to feel it anymore.
I think that's why I push people away now. I don't want to go through it again.
You'll always be closest to my heart. I'd never tell you that, though. I don't want to complicate things.
I want you to be happy.

Love,
"Amy"

--

Dear Tecmo,
I really want to punch you in the face. You and your...your troll AIs. Why did you make Fatal Frame III so..Grah.
Those ghosts troll, man.
And Kei?? Hiding?? Really?? Is his spiritual power really that sucky??
It's because of Reika, isn't it? I can't kill her, can I?
I really want to punch you.

Sincerely,
Ogawd-I-Think-Something-In-The-Shadows-Moved

[Sootlet]

Dear ____
Im sick of you! All you tell are lies all day all night. I warned you of all the bad stuff that could happen if you did something you told me you'd listen to me. But no next class you did exactly what I said not to do. Now meet jakey. He's actually a nice guy when you get to know him that's if he's not you captor oh yes that's right i sent jakey to trap you and he took bushy with him to help along with my precious luxy. Have fun in there till you learn you lesson. Hope you don't get your precious nails dirty

You vengeful friend
_________

[Meulin Leijon]

Dear Mom (Thank god you don't go on Chicken Smoothie)
I am not perfect. Get over it. For the love that is flippin beautiful and merciful, I will never be. I can't always be the best. I can't always finish first. But that's not something to get pissed about. I am not learning the stupid flipping abacus. You say I never try to make you happy. That you are the saddest mother in the world. Well tell that to the mothers that have daughters who have been knocked up, do drugs, drink, murder people, violates people, are in jail, have their child murdered, and who's children have ran away. Those are sad mothers. Enjoy what you have and stop asking form more. I'm already have broken. What do you want me to do? Be the best child in the world. Why do I have attitude? I've always had it. You just never noticed. Remember those kids who beat me up? You never listened until it was too late. So just shut the heck up and enjoy. I keep trying my best, and if you don't like it, let me just tell you, stop being so selfish and look at how hard I try.
Sincerely,
Your Daughter

[zadok.]

Dear Selfish,

Why, why, why? Why are you so selfish? How can you be oblivious to the fact that people care about you? Your sad statuses get comments from people inquiring about your well-being. They want to know that you're doing okay. People care. But yet you are completely oblivious. You'd rather believe that everyone is against you. You're so mean, and I don't understand it... No one hates you. Only you.

Sincerely,
Me...

[From the Stars]

Dear -------
I like you. I really do. But I don't want to be anything more to you than a good friend. And at the same time I don't want to hurt you. And please please PLEASE stop calling me every friggin' day. I already "forget" my cellphone on purpose because I'm tired of thinking of new excuses why I DON'T want to go for a walk/watch a movie/etc with you. And now, I pissed off another friend of mine because I don't answer the phone. SERIOUSLY. I'm about to go crazy.
Sincerely,
your "kitten-in-the-rain II. "

[Twisted Illusions]

Dear ______ and ____,
Seriously, stop talking about it. I know you keep mentioning it when I'm around because you wan't to make me jealous, but, honestly, I couldn't care less. It's just irritating.
Sincerly,
Me

P.S. Stop stealing my rubber when I'm meditating in History! -_-

[InfinityOnHigh]

Dear ___,

I think I might like you, okay?
Yes, I know I also like E( and possibly S!), but you're just.. really cute.
But I don't think I'll ever love you like I love E.
I'll never be able to look at you and think that you're the most perfect person I've ever met.

-That Confused Girl

Dear M,

I really wish you weren't a redhead, 'cuz I read in a book that redheads are the devil.
Please don't turn out to the devil.

-L

Dear H,

Am I really a good writer?

-L

Dear H,
I honestly don't know why, but I'm considering telling you who I like, which is what you wanted me to do before.
I think it's because I saw you talking to him in the hallway.

-The Secretive Girl In Your Homeroom

[ωιитєяfℓу]

Dear ________,

Uh huh. You went out with one of my best friends and I still like you. I talk to you all the time, no joke, tell you everything, joke with you, flirt with you, and you do exactly the same back. I even told you I liked you, but you still liked my friend even after she dumped you... After a major mess up before Christmas, we rebuilt our friendship, and it's stronger than ever. I had to lie to you yesterday and tell you I liked someone else, and you told me that your stuck between liking two girls - you even told me their names.

It broke my heart 'cause I think that you're amazing, and I can't think about anyone else. My mind is constantly on you, and it's driving me mad.

I just thought that you should know that I still love you, after five months and all we've been through.

I hope I can find the courage to tell you some time.

Yours truly,
UC.

[InfinityOnHigh]

Dear M (Different person than last time),

You're a b**ch. Please go die.

-The Girl That You Don't Even Know

[videlicet]

I seem to be writng a lot of these letters, lately...

Dear _____,

Now what? I'm sitting here, writing this letter to you. And myself. I don't know what to do. I- I just- I don't know what to say. Why can't I look you in the eye? Why can't I ever smile, sincerely, when you're looking at me? Why do I stutter when I speak? Why is this rolling through my head like a song? You really think you know what's wrong?
You have no idea.
Because there's nothing wrong... Or everything, depends on how you see it. I see it as the latter, and you probably would too. That is, if I ever tell you. Which I won't. I don't want to drive you further away.
You have no idea how jealous I am when I see you two side by side. The unstoppable duo -that used to be us. We were so alike... The principal got us confused. Our homeroom teacher, our history teacher, even our friends. And therin lies the problem. We are too alike. And much, much too different.
And if I told you... You'd run far, far away, and never speak to me again. Or... Maybe you wouldn't. I. Don't. Know. I never will. Unless...
No.
-Conflicted.