Write a Letter You Cannot Send

[blue_dun]

Dear Mrs. Local Dance Teacher Whose Recital I'm Helping At This Weekend,

WHY DO YOU MAKE ALL THOSE GIRLS WEAR THOSE STUPID, SKIN-SHOWING DANCE COSTUMES? I mean, come on, your tumblers wear swimsuits with no underwear underneath, and there's those group of five-year-olds wearing skin-tight miniskirts and tops that show their entire backs and bellies? Are you a pervert or something? What gets me more is THEIR PARENTS ALLOW THEM TO WEAR THIS CRAP, AND SO MUCH MAKEUP YOU COULD WIPE IT OFF THEIR FACES LIKE FROSTING?
And then there are those high school girls's jazz/tap routine (I know all of them BTW), and their dance I think is ripped off of a pole-dancer's. A hooker's. Do you have any decency at all? I have My awesome guy-friend JG next to me and I swear, I want him to look away. These girls look like they're Freakin' Prostitutes. Please, please, please get a clue. I love all of these kids and their dance routines, but, a Child pornographer could snap pictures and put them on his site as eye candy. Please, don't make them too sexy, too soon!

Your friend blue_dun

[Davy + Aero]

Hi again,

It's me. Yea. You remember me, don't you? You saw me today, picked me out in the crowd even though I was too shy to look up for more than a second...
I want to tell you. I want to tell you that I'm going to miss you. In 2 weeks, we'll never see each other again. We were supposed to be friends. The perfect opportunity was right there, and I missed it. And now it hurts. It hurts me to see you with someone else, and.. and...

I'm sorry. For what I did. For what I didn't say.

[wifi]

Dear anonymous,
Stop.
Spewing.
Your.
Freaking.
Crap.
All.
Over.
The.
Internet.
You tell people to stop lying- "This isn't Germany in the 1930's"- honestly. Then what do you do? You go lying about how someone got banned for bullying you when they really shared their email- seriously. We all know how much you envy & hate her, so stop your crap and get yourself banned for good.

Oh, and PS-
My Little Pony FTW.
In.
Your.
Ugly.
Little.
Face.

[Hopstep]

Dear ___,
I don't know where you are now, how's your condition or why you don't reply to any of my texts.
But just want to let you know, even though ___'s pretty mad at you because of the things that recently happened, I still love you. ___ do. And deep down inside, I believe, she does, too.
Be healthy and amazing as ever.

Much lovee

[Hideś]

Dear B,
for me you are so awesomehandsomefunny perfect boy <3 i really, really like you so much. I hate myself for being so shy that i can't tell you this.

[Samurai!]

Dear Dad,

This is a letter I've made several false starts writing, and though part of me thinks I should give this to you, most of me is afraid. I'm afraid to tell you this in person, and I'm afraid to tell you by email and by paper. But here, where you won't ever see it, I can talk to you from the heart.

I think the hardest thing I've ever done in my life was be your daughter. Ever since I was about ten, I've had this feeling when we're together that you don't know what to do with me and secretly wish I wasn't there. You don't appreciate me or anything that I do, and you are so touchy when I'm around that I'm tense every second I'm near you like you're a bomb about to go off, and you are. You get so angry when I do something wrong. Is it not human to make mistakes? Some of those errors aren't even errors at all on my part--how was I supposed to know you meant to put the vacuum in front of the sink in your bathroom instead of the window in your room? You said to put it in your bedroom... I'm not a mind reader. You act like I'm trying to start something on purpose. Are you mad because I'm not the son you worked so hard to get? Mom told me you were unhappy when you found out I wasn't what you were expecting, and then you wouldn't help her take care of me hardly at all. You just sat in front of the computer, kind of like you do now. Kind of like I do now. I sit here because I don't want you to be there in the other room. Did you and do you sit there for a similar reason? Why did you leave when I was three? You know that traumatized me, right? I have problems today because you didn't seem to care. I know you didn't care for Mom much anymore, but what about me? My feelings were hurt, too. I matter. But the way you treat me... I wonder if I really do matter to you. If I was a son, would I matter? How would my life be today if I was your son instead of me?

I'm a bullheaded feminist and a headstrong advocate of be-proud-of-who-you-are, so this is the hardest thing I'll ever say in my life, but... sometimes I wish I was a boy.


Quietly waiting for you,

Your Daughter

[snowshoe.]

Dear,

I love you. I know sometimes you feel like no one does, but I do. And I swear, if I could see you now, I'd never let you go. I swear I'd never leave your side, and I'd be there for you. I'd make you laugh. Or at least I'd try. I know for you that sometimes people don't try enough to be with you, just because it takes some effort. And they're stupid. You're beautiful and funny, in your own way, and some people are just too blind to see that. But hang on, okay? Cause I'll be with you someday. I swear.

-Someone.

[texaco]

Dear Heart,

Why do you have to be so dang confusing? You can't just settle on one thing, no. It seems to flip around every week, depending on who I've met and what I'm doing. I'm not sure if I love a person or I just love the notion of being in love with them. I don't know what's what or who's who or even who I like anymore. You just mess everything up, don't you, Heart? Why can't you just find someone? Why can't you just settle down? Why can't you just decide on someone already? You make this crazy world even crazier. I don't understand you. It drives me insane that I can't even understand my own body part. You know what? You're just a mass of swirling, tangled, teenage girl emotions, that's what. And I can't seem to undo the knot.

But all I really want is to find someone. And I have no idea where to start.

Sincerely,

A confused, hormonal, teenage girl.

[Gladstone]

Dear person I like too much

I wish I could tell you I like you, and I wish you enjoyed my company. I wish I could get you out of your house, because you have fun when you're outside..I know you are a antisocial person, and I know you want me to leave you alone. But I'm the only person still trying, and I don't wanna leave you behind. I'm half thinking about sending this to you, or texting you. Maybe I could ask you if you wanna hang out after we've had out math exam. I know how much stress your dad puts on you about it..and I wish you were reading this right now, because I hate feeling all rejected and awkward.
x
-Me

[Soruc]

Dear Wolfaboos;

Shut up about your precious wolves. There are worse things in the world.