Write a Letter You Cannot Send

[Thelastsilhouette]

dear ____,
i cant stand you, youre irrational, loud, and you think im always wrong... even when im RIGHT!!! you never admit when your wrong and never apologize, your rude, and think that i should do everything for you, i am not a servant. So thank you for letting me build all this inner rage thats aimed at you, love your sweet and obedient Daughter

[~Everlasting~]

To my head and to all it may concern:

I know I'm messed up. I know I've ruined myself. I know I've done things that most people get shipped off to an insane assylum for. I know. I know. I know. I know. I know. I also know I've been picked on, beaten up, and shoved into the darkness of insanity. I know I've disappointed everyone I've touched, even my best friends. I know I'm wild and crazy and loud and my theme song is can't be tamed. I know I'm hormonal and start crying at the most random of times. I know you've all yelled at me to stop being me at least once. I also know that I was severely abused and neglected as a child. I know I have severe attention problems and can't seem to stop trying to be the center of attention. I used to purposefully try to get myself sick at school so people would feel bad for me. So people would like me.
I am so sorry. There isn't words for how bad I feel. If there was a bigger word then sorry, I would use it. I know I have neglected all of you, myself, and God. To say the truth, I am a mistake. My genetics can't be right in some way, because I am severely messed up. I know I've hurt everyone and everything I've touched.
But you know what? I'm tired of hurting people. I'm tired of causing everyone pain. And I'm tired of being depressed and angry. I'm tired of crying myself to sleep one second and then jumping around with happiness the next.
What have I done to deserve this treatment? Nothing. I don't deserve this. I don't deserve this. I am strong. I am beautiful. I am an amazing writer and singer. I deserve better. I deserve better. I know I do. I know I know I know.
So this is it. This is the last bit of time I have to be a severely messed up idiot. No one will ever have any more control over me than what I give them. My mother's harsh words will not hurt me, because I know they aren't true. I will yell back. If I am hit, I will hit back. I am no longer going to yell things at things that aren't there. I am going to become my own person, not bits and pieces of other people.
I can do this. I know I can.
Now all of you that have talked to me in the past few months, I know I've pretty much been an endless ball of _____. I know that, and I'm sorry. I am so so sorry if you had to deal with me. I know I've been terrible. But I'm going to get better. I promise.

All of my love,
~Butterfly427~

[Dream Catcher]

Dear ______,

I love you. Really, I do, mmkay? You're my best friend. In the world. But you probably don't even feel the same way, do you? You're popular, I'm not. You live hours and hours and hours away from me. We can't see each other unless I go on vacation. But I don't think you really care. But I still love you.
You always try to act like your life is horrible. You try to be deep, by saying things like 'I'm lost, and I don't think anyone can ever find me' or 'I'm broken inside and I can't be fixed.' Stop it. It's lies. I know your family. Your sister is annoying, your parents are nice. Stop trying to tell me your mom is abusive. I know she's not, I know you just want attention.
Your life is NOT horrible. Your parents let you do anything. You get your hair dyed all these wacky colors, you get your bellybutton pierced, you can go out and do anything you want. You have *** when you're 14 because you want to be cool. You smoke, because you want to be cool. You wear all these sl*tty clothes because you want guys to fawn over you, and you're going into modeling. You complain about your life, when you have everything. I don't get it.
You date guys online, and you cheat on them. Why date online? Why the hell do you cry over him because he dumped you because you were cheating, and told him you were? You told him you were dating another guy, irl. And you cry over him and tell me you wanted to meet him and marry him eventually. I just don't get it. You cheated on him twice! Twice! He stayed with you the first time. The second time, he left. Stop acting like you don't understand why, and stop acting like you know he's going to come back. He's with someone else, so stop wasting your time waiting. And stop giving your body away. You tell me you make out with some random guy you meet in a club because he's 'cute'.
You used to be so nice, so pure. In four years, that's changed so much. I guess it's because you're so popular. You have so many friends, and you've had over 50 boyfriends. You just throw them around.
I love you, and I don't know if you even feel the same way anymore. I know your faults, I see them, and I still love you. I get so angry at you sometimes, but I never show it. I get jealous sometimes, but I wouldn't dare say anything, because you would say how much your life sucked. I don't really know you anymore. You're making all these new friends online, and I'm being left behind. You don't talk to me anymore. I'm just the nerdy, quiet girl. You're such a drama queen.
I love you, though, girl.


Dear ______,

You need to get over yourself and stop acting like life sucks for you. Stop talking to me about how much no one likes you and how ugly you are. I don't want to hear it anymore. Stop fishing for compliments.
And stop telling me you're going to kill yourself. That's bulls**t, I know you just want attention. And stop flirting with me when you have a girlfriend. I don't like you. Don't you get that by now?
I try to be nice to you, but it's so damn hard. You annoy me so much. You date a girl over the internet for a week, then you tell me you love her. And then you flirt with me again. Okay, really? And she doesn't text you for 3 days. You tell me she's probably cheating on you because 'no one likes [you] and [your] life sucks, [you] should just go kill yourself because every girl [you] date cheats on [you]' - quote from you. And that's probably because you act all depressed to get attention. No one likes that. On the fourth day? Turns out she was in the hospital for getting stabbed or shot or something. I don't really care. Stop telling me how much you're worried about her and how much you love her. If you loved her, you wouldn't have doubted her and you wouldn't flirt with me STILL. And I don't know her. I don't care about her life, sorry. You broke up with my best friend. She deserved it, yes. She cheated on you twice and was still cheating on you when you broke up with her. She still cared about you, you know that though, right? Why would you break up with her in the middle of class? To be dramatic, so you would know she would start crying in class? I don't believe your crap story about 'you didn't know she was still in school'. She deserved the truth, too. Why would you say you're breaking up with her because you were moving too fast? Why not tell her the truth, that you met another girl? Because it hurt so much more for her when she found out three days later by another friend.
Just stop talking to me about how depressed you are. I don't care anymore. Stop texting me every time you're bored. The only reason I still talk to you is because I feel sorry for you.



Dear ______,

You know what? I think this was my fault. My fault for ever trying to date over the internet, when I KNEW it would end out horrible. I think I told myself 'It's just a long-distance relationship!' I was stupid. My fault for not being pretty enough. My fault for me being the nerd I am.
I met you in a mall. You were amazingly hot. It was awkward, because she was there. The girl who you used to like, and my best friend in the world. We barely talked because it was our first time meeting irl. And then we hugged and left.
That night I hugged my pillow and smiled and replayed everything that happen, like a girl with her first crush does. The next day, your best friend online tells me you were staring at me the whole time at the mall. And days, weeks later, I still smiled, even though you thought that when we smacked our heads together when we were hugging, it was embarrassing. I think it was cute. I talked to you on Skype the night before it happened. I told you I loved you. I thought I did. You said it back.
And then...
My best friend tells me to stay away from you. She said to ask your best friend(who's my friend also) why. So I ask him.
He tells me the day we went to the mall, that you told him you couldn't stop staring at my best friend, because she was so hot. That hurt, but I understood. Why? Because she is beautiful, with her teased pink and blonde hair and her scene clothes. I'm not.
More, though? Your friend told me that you told him things I was telling you. That was private. Why would you share that?
Then he tells me you said that you liked me 'for my personality'. You like.. her 'for her sl*ttyness'. And then you lie to me later, saying you don't like her anymore. 'it says i like u, if u read it ' I did read it. Okay? You like her. And I GET that.
The next thing hurt almost the worst. You said you would never date her, my best friend, because she would cheat on you. But you said you would cheat with her.
The final thing, though, that's what crushed me. He told me that you said if she ever came on to you. you don't think you would stop her. You would let her, and you would go along with it.
I hate you. I absolutely hate you for doing this to me. And yet you still try to get me to go out with you again. You tell me I'm beautiful. Stop lying to me. I've had enough of your lies. Just leave me alone, because I hate you.


~Whispersong

[Meulin Leijon]

Dear ____,
How did you not know. Everybody told me about you and what you thought of me. So then why do I have to wait forever. It seems that I would of continued on, but no. I can't. I am physically incapable. I would go up to you but you're usually near a group of guys, and tell me if I was in a group of girls would you just go in the middle and talk to me? No you wouldn't. I have to be the brave one here so next time I have the chance, I have to ask. I do like a few things about you. Your hair. Your eyes. Your style. Your personality. Well there is a few things you should know. To know me at all, you have to know I love horses. I'm very opposite about things. I hate the dark but I love the night. I hate to be alone, but I love to be in silence. There are quiet a few more. I doubt you will ever see this, because I doubt you have an account here. So that's why I posted it here, I feel like a balloon about to pop. You confuzzle me.

-nour06

[Meulin Leijon]

Dear depressed people,

Really? You are sad. You shouldn't be. Without you someone's life would of been worse if you helped them before. Without you what would your family and friends do? They sould start a link of depression. Why don't you go do something fun? Go to an amusement park! Go to a park! Go buy a pet! Go to a lake! Go do something fun! Right now if you are a depressed get up and take someone you care about, even a neighbor, and go have fun! Right now! Go!

Sincerely,
nour06
who doesn't know why you're depressed.

[blue_dun]

Dear Myself:
You need to stop being so Gundam Wing Fangirlish.
*Looks again at her Smexy Quatre Desktop* ...
... No you don't.

Sincerely, blue_dun

Dear Mom and Dad:
No, I did not stay up too late last night. Only until about midnight. Please understand my motivations.

Writing a letter that will never get sent and even if it does, you won't understand anyway, your Daughter

[PitchBlack]

Dear _______,

I can't get you out of my mind and it is driving me insane. You are completely off-limits in every sense yet you have completely taken over my mind like it is no one's business. If my hubby even had any idea how much I think of you, he would probably pass out and then proceed to leave me considering the situation. I keep trying to forget and remove these feelings but they are there at every moment, even in my dreams. I really wish you could help me to get past this silly attraction since I don't want my life disturbed in any shape or form

Sincerely,
PitchBlack

[sealsnoot]

Dear PoofSpoof,

Why in the name of heck do you always attack people for what they believe in? Just because you don't agree doesn't give you the right to be rude about someone's beliefs. If you continue on like this, I'm leaving.

Not that you'd care.

No Effin' love,
Regret
________________________________________________________________________________
Dear _____,

I really really really really hate you. You know why? You crushed my dreams. Thanks alot.

No Effin' love,
Regret
_______________________________________________________________________________
Dear </3,

Why do you not care about me? Why do you treat me like trash? I'm human to, you know. You only do this to me because you have a mask to hide behind. You make my life stink. I want you to leave me alone.

No Effin' love,
Regret
_______________________________________________________________________________
Dear M,

Come home. Please. I want to do stuff.

Love,
EE

[Swiftfern6]

I.. I.. I don't know what to say. I don't understand. Life seems messed up, and then it doesn't. Why can't the world just make up its mind? What does everything mean? I don't know if I'm making the right choices. I'm plagued by worry that I've done something, everything, anything wrong, something that will affect my whole future. Should I change my lifestyle? Do I have the courage to? Well, all those who say I can't, you are wrong. I am beautiful. I am strong. I am fierce. I am proud. I KNOW, I am ABSOLUTELY certain, that everything will go exactly as is right. I will never do anything I will regret, apart from the most minor things that everyone does anyways. I am amazing. I will always be the best peron I can be. Even if I don't get the owrld, and the people around me, I will live my life to the best I can live it. I LOVE THE WORLD, AND THE WORLD LOVES ME! Don't judge me. I will judge myself. Oh, and some advice. Never, ever stand in my way again, because you will regret it. All of you.

[DRdoctorlady]

Dear ______,
Thank you for crushing my dreams. My self confidence. My emotions. My personality.
Thank you for consistently telling me I'll never get anywhere, that I'm terrible, I'm the reason you want to commit suicide, I'm the reason there're always fights in the house.
Thank you for lying, being hypocritical, abusing me emotionally.
Thank you for sparing my brother all this, loving your little 'bunso'.
Thank you for ruining my childhood, robbing me of the chance to act young.
Thank you for threatening to kick me out, for threatening to kill me.
I know you don't love me, but you didn't have to make your hate so obvious.
I wish I could leave, but I can't legally get a job until 14, which is 2 long years from now.
So deal with me.
For now.
~Your Daughter