Write a Letter You Cannot Send

[CanisCoyote]

Dear ______,
I wish I hadn't given you my real email. D:< you email me all the time, and it is very annoying. We have nothing in common. You even think that everything I like is stupid and weird. So I shove it in your face a lot and ignore you. Why do you still like me? T.T I don't understand. You annoy me. Sometimes I just want to tell you to shut up and leave me alone. I am glad that school is over, now I don't have to see you anymore. ^-^ You are obsessed with many things that I despise, like High School Musical, Jonas Brothers, and other silly Disney stuff. Then there is the staring. I find that you stare at me all through Orchestra, and all through Social Studies. Why! You scare me! Am I really that pretty or is there something you want? Please please please stop staring at me during class. Also, lunch. The tables only hold ten people, ___. We have over ten people that are all buddies and like to sit there. But you always sit there and no one knows you. I remember the time that there were 11 people who wanted to sit at 'the table'. Some were already sitting including you. Then there was an empty table next to it. So some of the peeps sat at 'the table' until it got to about two seats left and three standing. The three standing wanted to sit by each other, so they sat at the empty table. The people at 'the table' got up and moved, and so did you. Until about the same thing that happened last time occurred. three standing and two seats. So they sat alone at the other table. then everyone moved to that table. This happened a bunch of times until everyone but you were sitting at the table. Ten people in ten seats. You sat at the empty table, and no one moved. So please stop sitting at our table, because then others have to sit somewhere else. Or share a seat (Me! Thanks ____, for putting up with my butt in your way<3 You know who you are<333). But really. No one really knows you, you don't really know any of us, leave us alone. Please. Get some friends that are like you. And stop bothering me!

Lots of love hate,

Karma

[maromi]

Dear _________

I don't like you. I don't even love you. You're a sorry, lazy, piece of (**********) and I hope you rot. You could stand to lose a few pounds before your legs break under the pressure and your heart explodes from the nasty processed grease you shove down your throat. You lied to me, you lie to me. For two years I gave myself to you and pushed myself even further into depression and you weren't even man enough or loving enough to help me pull through it. The fact that you walked on me and spit on me for as long as we were together makes me sick. The only reason I was sticking around was so I could drain you dry and then break your heart. Kind of like how I felt when I found those texts on your phone. It's okay because your 300 pound 40 year old mistress lives right down the road and you can play in her nasty old saggy flab all day long for all I care. I hope you have fun wallowing in your own filth, because i won't be a part of it.

the end

[Not Pigeons]

Dear _____________,

You make me sick...

[Please Delete_]

Dear School,

3 years you put us all together. 3 whole years. We made friends, we shared so much stuff together, we all knew each other so well. Now I find out we are all being split up. I am sick and tired of you, and the only reason I stay is because of one of my friends who needs me badly. I will now hardly ever see her. What is the POINT? If we are going to be put into sets for nearly every lesson then why do we need to be split up at all? JUST WHY?

Sincerely,
A girl in your terrible school.

[meerkatgirl]

Dear C's Girlfriend (I think I'll call you 'bitch' from now on...),
Well, dear bitch. I hate you. I really, really, really, really, really hate you. You are really the only person I can honestly say I hate. Maybe the second, but still. I hope C realizes how much of a bitch you are. Maybe I'll tell him tomorrow. Well, I'll be nice to him and just say that you're mean. But in my head I'll be calling you a bitchasaurus rex. Or maybe a bitch and a half. Or maybe a few other terms I found on Urban Dictionary. Since this post already has enough swearing I'll just say 'b**** a** motherf*****' Fill in the blanks, b**** a** b****. Well, bye b**** a** from h***. I think I'll stick with these few names for you instead of just b****. I hope that someday, if I'm a cop, I will have a good reason to arrest you. Maybe in front of all your friends or whoever puts up with you. But for now, I'll have to be satified with just hating your guts, and making your life a living h***.

Much Hatred,
MG

[D e s t i n y D.]

Dear D- man who shouldnt be my father,
Why did you want to hurt me?When you bought me presents on Christmas and told me."What,not enough?" Kind of yelling,when EVERY single one I opend it and I hugged you!!My friends tell me I anger easy,and I wonder why,when its right infront of my face.When we go anywhere and I say."Dang!I got mudd on my soes.." And you just go off and say."I am NOT buying you shoes!Whenever your here thats all you want,anything you can get!" And when we get home,I cry and cry,because of you..When I go to my real home,my mom tells me I seem..different..More emotional and I flinch when she gets mad.I say everytime."Its nothing,mom.." Realy,now I am scared to go anywhere,afraid of seeing you.You keep me from seeing my family and they say to me."Well,it seems like you dont like us.." When I just have ti say."I-I dont like the phone."I mean,I dont like the phone,but you scare me..You yell at me when I dont see or talk to you for what a year?And you wonder why.I cant say,"Oh,you just care me." I have to say."Mom didnt have any minutes.." And I have to say that to my family,too!I hate your bipolarism and beginning to hate you,aswell.You beat my mother for no reason,we tried to escape,but you threw out all the phones and broke my fourwheeler & my moms car..You wouldnt even let my mom get a job or go to town..If you went somewhere,you took me with you so my mom wouldnt try to leave with me..And you said a nurse poisoned my dog..When I could feel that you did it.And then when we left,and she wouldnt fit in the car,she died of a broken heart,NOT heart worms..And I bet you killed her.Jealous I loved my dog more than you.And when you called,you told me the dreaded words thaat keep repeating in my head,cold and not even upset."Savanah is dead.." And I threw my moms phone,breaking it.My mom didnt care,she was crying to.We were visiting my ant and I cried and cried..I cried for weeks,and didnt go to school for a couple days..If I did, I would run into the counselors office..And you know what,I refuse to see you,EVER again.

With lots of Love Hate,
Your arch enemy.

[BOLDANDBRASHINTRASH]

Dear _____,
I think you are really immature. Judging people just because of what they happen to be fond of. You know you know someone who also is obsessed with something, and you don't judge them. Just ____. Quit being that way.
--Reunion

[PunkRockDinosaur11]

dear _________________ ,

don't make promises you can't keep, you stupid person.
i wish i had spent my time with ______________ instead, because they moved to but i actually miss them.
enjoy your new life. oh and thanks for not bothering to even say goodbye.

- PunkRockDinosaur11

[Selcouth]

Dear You;
Hi. Hello. I don't know you, and you don't know me, and I hope that it doesn't take too long to amend that. And at the same time, I hope it does.
But, hey- I know I'm just speaking to a hypothetical entity here, but I'm sorry. I know I'd never be able to say that in person to you, because I don't know you yet, but if it were possible to apologize before even meeting you- well, I guess that's what I'm doing now, isn't it? And I ought to just get on with it, so;
I'm sorry. I don't want to be, but I am. It's... Complicated, why, but... I have a feeling that I might end up telling you that one day. Why, I mean. And apologizing; I think I'll be doing that a lot, but in the heat of the moment it's easy to forget. I'm not going to ask you to forgive me, because I don't deserve that; I'm not going to ask for sympathy, because I just wouldn't know what... What to do with it. So I don't want it. I wouldn't even ask for acceptance, Gods forbid, because that's just too-
Mm. Selfish, I suppose; it's what I was taught and it still clings to my mind like a tumor. And I'm sorry about that, too; I know it bothers other people, so... I don't talk about it a lot, the things that happened, the things I was told. And they tend to get mad, too, you know? Because confessing it- it's asking for attention, and I don't want that. I just want... To know that it's not-

And you know? Sometimes, I want to be selfish. I want... Oh, I don't know. Not everything, I couldn't possibly ask for that, but just.
...
Well. Nonetheless, I'm- sorry. For everything, even though I don't what it will be yet, or even if there will be anything. I want there to be, but at the same time I don't; and I hope that for once, that the fates will give me what I need, and not what I think I do. But I'm sorry, for getting involved with you, and for... Not being able to avoid it. I'm a weak person and. Well. I'm sorry. Please, don't think badly of me.

[Yeehaaw]

dear ______
you are so stupid i guess that why i hate you and love you


love/hate- vampire-wolf