Write a Letter You Cannot Send

[Riley]

I know how we talked about things aren't going well....I told you that I was going to do everything I could to make things right and happy. You know I had a huge evening planned for tonight to help you unwind....and you blew me off. My hands are tied and I don't know what else to do. I can't stop the tears and my mind is tearing itself apart...but she's more important to you.

[sweet tea]

dear e,

wish you would stop hitting on me. c: i'm clearly not interested in you, and when i try to be normal, you take it as me flirting with you. um, no. (: but, i have a tenancy of making people think that way. I AM CLEARLY NOT HITTING ON YOU. also. i am out of your league, so, please, stop making me feel uncomfortable.

-tumblin'




dear m,

I LOVE YOU! (: i saw you today, and i yelled "oh hey it's matt!" and then you looked at me and i quickly stepped into the orchestra room cos j was there, wasting time as usual. BUT I LOVE YOU! how people know that i like you, i don't know. i have only told three people, and they aren't the type to tell anyone. especially someone popular... ;-;

love,
tumblin'

p.s. i want to take you to cedar point for halloweekend. but, i'm scared to ask. xD

[ᶤᶰᵐʸʰᵉᵃᵈ₀]

Dearest Mother,

I'm not going to be able to sleep. I haven't slept more than an hour the past three nights combined. Why are you making me go to bed? Why can't I continue to sneak onto my computer and wait for my favorite person to get online so we can wave our arms and scream and explode and patpat and die and revive?


Loath,
your favorite daughter

[sergeant serket]

Dear ....,

So today I decided to take a trip to the therapists. We talked, Dr. Pam and I, and I talked a little bit about you and told her what your neighbor did and told her that you refuse to talk to her, which I thinks oils be a great idea. But anyways, I kind of starting thinking that your being a bit snooty. And I'm sorry that that girl banged on the bathroom stall and you cried, but I'm not trying to make you feel bad. Also, I don't hurt people for the fun of it. You know I have ADHD and I can't control what I say and do most of the time. Sometimes I just freak out or get angry for no reason. And sometimes I get mad because I think you're going to be a better artist then me one day and it makes me feel jealous.

-blu

[undertaker.]

Dear Abi,

You wanted to know why I'm such a 'witch' to you? Well, I'll tell you why. Firstly, I don't like you. You're attitude is horrendous, and try taking a bath? Your hair is disgusting even though you think it's adorable. I'm slightly mysophobic, and everything about you is unsanitary. Try dressing yourself appropriately and following the dress code, perhaps? Take off that make-up and wash your face; it's oily, and it makes me sick. How about using proper grammar as well, and stopping your internet slang? Why don't you ever shut up in seventh period? It's really annoying, and quite frankly, I wish Mr. B would separate you from your little group and put you in a corner all by your lonesome. Secondly, you are exactly the kind of person I would never, ever want to be. An unintelligent slacker whom I see working in McDonalds when you are out of high school. You'll probably have multiple kids, and you won't have enough money to care properly for them, and they'll be taken away. Your violence will probably leave you in jail one day, and that will result in limiting your job choices after you have done your time behind bars. Your husband, or should I say, multiple husbands will more than likely divorce you, and you will do whatever you can do for money. You will think back on when you were in school and regret not paying more attention. You will regret being the girl who was despised because of her attitude. In the end, I wish you would straighten up and stop being such an ignorant fool because I don't wish that on anybody, but that's where your life is heading. I guarantee it.

Your's Truely,
The Apparent "Witch"

[Cap'n Rose]

Dear... oh dear...

I'm just a little done, overused, abused and everything in between. I would rather like to let the blood flow freely from my arms, but that's not who I am. What if I just exploded from the pent up agrivation...?

No one would care, no one would notice. If I exploded, I'd get the record for the first or second person to spontaneously combust. Congrats to the bits of me flying everywhere at once.

I... I am England, one of the lowest Hetalia characters. I get ragged on so often it is almost nothing to me.
I am the oldest, ignored in favor of the younger sibling.
I am the artist, who's feelings stay her hand, and her pencil only touches the lighter areas.
I am the author, and I write to breathe a little while, to keep my mind off things.
I am the geek, first and foremost of my being, possibly a dangerous geek.
I am a fangirl, ready to squee at pairings and adorable adn smexy pictures.

I...
I am all...
And none of these.

For inside, lastly- the final thing- I am a shell. I used to be something great, in another life. Maybe. And now I am almost nothing. I want to lie down somewhere and cuddle with my girlfriend... hold her... just for little while. Just to feel loved... needed... please...

Am I too greedy?
Just... some time... some time... ... some time...

There's voices in my head, echoing, confusing. I can't unravel my thoughts from their ball of yarn... I don't think in straight lines. It's this and that and the toher, all occuring as I wind up that train of thought into a ball of string... put it in a cabinet in my brain...

Keep it out, keep it away...
back to it another day for sure. it'll be fixed then... no.

it never is...

~fondest... and possibly most depressing thoughts...

Cap'n Rose... or simply Rosepaw... or even more simply-

Rose

[A Day To Forget]

Dear Amelia.
thanks for sending me home,
I needed it

[momma meep <3]

i wrote this on my dumb tablet, sorry for any mistakes.

Dear Conner,

I love you. Yeah, we are barely teenagers, but I thinm I just love you. Maybe it's the fact that youre my best friend and I care about you, or that youre my brother from another mother. That day, almost 2 years ago, when you asked me out. Twice. I cannot believe I rejected you. Sure, i can see how i did then. It was a huge mistake, because a year later, i fell for you. Now here we are: best friends, unseperable, and like 'this'. As much as I love hangig out with you, it hurts. So much. Just to know that I have been friend-zoned. Now that I think about it, I friendzoned you... is this payback? Most girls would be glad to be with their crush everyday, but you know me. I am definitely not most girls. Everytime I see you, it reminds me that I dont have the courage to ask you. I know how I would do it, but everytime I take a breath to begin, somehing happens.

So here I am, hoping that maybe you will find this, but hoping you wont.

-Allison, who loves you.

Dear girl in my chorus,

I am so sorry, but your voice is annoying and loud. It sounds like a kindergarteners voice. Sorry, cant tell you to your face.

-an annoyed Allsion

[Lost In Paradise]

Dear My Spanish Teacher,

Please actually teach us stuff instead of just giving us worksheets. And stop speaking in sentences that are part English, part Spanish, and part German. I don't speak German! And let me talk to Grace and Anna when we are done with our classwork! I'm not gonna continue to stare at it when I'm done.

~ Lost in Paradise

[Guest]

Dear ____,

I just don't want to talk to her because she'll suck me into being her friend, and when I don't hang out with her, she'll go to her parents. But, it seems she has forgotten what happened that one day before fourth hour, and she's talking to me again. I'm just giving short answers and don't plan on hanging out with her soon.
I do know you have ADHD and you sometimes get angry, but can you try to get a stressball or something? Because really, you keep hitting, scratching and kicking me and it really hurts. My leg still hurts from yesterday. Just try to stop, please? I know you don't hurt people for the fun of it, just please try to stop hurting me?

Wow, thanks. But I always have thought you are better than I am. Because, I can only draw humans and... let's face it, wolves. You can draw all these great animals, little cartoons and you're good with your realistic style.

Please forgive me, I really want you to be talking to me again.

lurffles,

muffincat