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

[mom]

dear d,


i'm sorry we lost what we had. we used to be so close and I ruined it by pushing you, e, a and l away. i wish we could go back to the way we were before all of this mess. i miss facetiming you until 3am and talking with your younger brother until you finished homework and passed out on the phone.

[ayanami]

dear m.m.
jesus freaking christ i can't stand you and everything you do is just so... gross
you're closer to adulthood than i am. you're 2 grades ahead of me. yet you act
exactly how people of my grade are expected to act. do you not get how bad
that looks on you? no wonder you didn't have any friends in the romeo and juliet
cast because they all found you annoying. it's because that's what you are.
i didn't lie to you that badly. you asked me if i had a crush and of course i was
gonna say no because i was not comfortable. but i told you the truth less
than 20 minutes later. you make my walk to algebra so painful because i have
to see you. why couldn't you just not be a manipulative and rude person and have
some decency? i wanted to trust you. i wanted to build our friendship up. i gave you
the benefit of the doubt whenever everyone said just how bad you were, and even when
i saw you do something bad i pretended it wasn't that important and took your side even.
i regret everything i've done for you. i wish you didn't eat with the theatre kids because
we don't like you. just learn how to be a human being.


p.s. i bet being the uil understudy is just fun. it goes to show you don't have too much talent
like you always seem to boast about.

sincerely, an upset z

[v1s10ns]

i miss you so much. i wasn't even close to you, i shared one class with you for 2 years and was only an acquaintance to you, but it still hurts. you were so young, you never deserved this. you only made others smile and laugh. it's crazy thinking that i'm now farther along in my grade than you ever will be even though you were always older than me. one day i will be older than you were when you died, and i can't accept that. i miss you. people always say that it gets better, pain fades, but it doesn't. you just slowly forget. it's been over a year since your death and i still randomly think about you; things remind me of you. nobody ever really talked about you at all after a week after your death. a few people posted about it on the year mark but that's it. i miss you and we weren't ever close, you barely knew me, but i remember you. you were so sweet. i remember that one time when i saw you in publix in your boy scouts uniform, and the next day you were like "i saw you at publix yesterday!" it sounds so random but it was so representative of your personality now that i think of it, pure and postitive and fun. i can't even imagine how your family and close friends felt, and still feel. it's hard because i live so close to where you died. last november i went there and put a candle down even though it was raining, because it was the year anniversary. i miss you all the time, your death had a huge impact in my life. i hope that wherever you may be now, you have eternal happiness because that's all you ever brought to us. rest in peace. <3

[AtlasHyperion]

Dear World,

I'm trying to hold out faith that you're going to fix yourself in time, that you're inherently good and not evil. It's not easy, but I believe in you. Stay strong, little space rock.

Sincerely,
Humanity

[cad bane]

dear e,

i miss you. i cant wait to get out of this awful place and see you next friday. it’s only for 2 days, but it’s enough. did i mention that i miss you?

-c

[beignet]

dear friend,

hi. i know it's been a while since we last spoke. a lot has happened. i guess the most prominent is him again. there was some time there where it wasn't, where i was accepting the painful reality and moving past it, trying to inspire growth and newness elsewhere. i tired of it pretty quickly. because nothing felt like he did. there was nothing these people could do to fill up the hole i'd made for him to remain. and i was so forgiving, because i felt that he belonged there, in that empty space that i'd etched out for him. but i have been a broken puzzle for a long while, and for whatever reason, i found reasons to give pieces of myself to others until there was nothing left, and somehow that was the meaning of goodness and selflessness. but helping others, being good, is not sacrifice. it is compassion and love, understanding. it is being there in the worst moments, regardless of how you may be feeling. it is having the capacity to understand the trade off when you're needed, desired, wanted, relied on.

this was probably the best and worst thing that could have happened. i'm angry and hurt, but i do not hate him. i resent what he's done. i'm completely broken by his selfishness and how grotesque it is. i'm upset by his lack of understanding and consideration. i'm mad at myself for allowing myself to trust in someone who is wholly untrustworthy and has proven themselves to be wholly untrustworthy. i'm upset that i would be there for a stranger and not even consider leaving their side for a moment, and the one person in the world that supposedly wanted to spend their life with me and take care of me couldn't be bothered to do so when it really mattered. but this is always been the case, so should i be shocked? upset? or should i just question why i continue to refute the blatant truth that has remained since the beginning?

i often question what the point is, you know, the point of life, because all too often i feel trapped, like i'm living a prison sentence of my own concoction. i don't believe in the fashion that society is constructed in. this exchange of life for what is considered "life supply" (money). ah, yes, if only to give more than half my life away sitting behind some desk or stressing my body out completely so that it no longer functions for some paper bill that will provide nothing for me when i'm dead. so how do i obtain what makes me happy? how do i travel without the need to do a job that makes me wholly unfulfilled and unhappy? art? writing? are those the answers? to make art and travel outside the confines of society?

is this the characters call to action? the climax of the story in which they are confronted with the reality of their situations are forced to make a decision that will lay the groundwork for their epic story? perhaps.

whatever it is. i'm disappointed and hurt in the person i thought him to be. i saw him as a permanent piece in my life and one that i absolutely wanted to spend it with. but this, this is cruel and unacceptable, and if i know nothing more than this, i know i deserve more. i wish i could find the patience and understanding to empathize with whatever reasons may have caused him to commit such a cruel act, but presently i lack such, and perhaps i will grace myself in that reality. he's callous, toxic, and i hope that whatever karma lies in store will remind him of that truth.

[‘’’]

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[graec]

dear s and a
ily
uwu
- g

[Roleplayer123]

Dear Besties,
I know your new to relationships, but that doesn't mean you can '''abandon'' me for your boyfriends. I feel kinda lonely when you all go off to gossip about your plans for a date, or how cute your BF is. I don't have a BF, but I once had a BFF. Please, instead of letting me wander around at lunch by myself you could invite me to your ''gossip group'' to at least hang out with my friends. Your boyfriends (and you!) sometimes exclude me, so you can talk about your date problems, and how much you belong together. Like today, how you all went to talk in the corner of the classroom, and you all were getting mad at the ''single people'' for staring at you whiled you talked.
Sometimes, you go an entire day without talking to me, cause your always hanging out with everybody that has a mutual relationship.
Please change your ways so I can have BFF's again.

[sinewuui]

dear x


GET ON ROBLOX RIGHT NOW X WE'VE BEEN WAITING FOR YOU FOR AGES

-fiwee

(lol long story)