Write a Letter You Cannot Send

[caats]

dear g.m.
yes, I recently found out I was on your 'people to get rid of' list
do I care?
yes, as a matter of fact I do.
leave me and my friends alone. I don't care how selfish and rude you are.
get a life and stay out of mine.

and you want to know what?
I've gotten this off my chest, I've screamed in to my pillow, I've ripped the head off a cheap dollar store stuffed animal.

I'm still waiting for you to come back so I can rip your eyes out with my teeth.
I keep going back to read the emails forwarded to me, and now look at me, up far later then I should be,slamming my fist in to my pillow, over you, and it's not even worth it. I should sleep, but I don't want to, I should forget about it, but I don't want to, I should pnt tell everyone what a b**** you are, but I'm going to.

just wait until you come back, I'll ruin your life,
the same way you ruinined mine.

I'm going to keep coming back, and editing this post until I feel better, but that's going to take all night.

so if you're reading this, get ready for more.

there, third edit, madder then ever.

I read over again, and noticed something I didn't notice before. not only did you insult me, but my best friend's family.
oh no. you just crossed the line. no. just no. and gossiping with someone who really dosn't like you?
not smart, especially whom they're not on your team for any of it. I hope you know that all your doing for yourself is setting your self up for a horrible life.
gossiping.
insulting others.
making fun of the way people act
BEING A LIAR

all I see is a bad life.

now excuse MeV I'm going to go read my paper, and drink some water, and scream in to my pillow
...
for the seventeenth time.
-your very angry classmate.
not just angry, ready-to-rip-your-eyes-out-enraged angry classmate

[-яα∂ισαcтιʌɛ-]

Dear __ _____,

You say we aren't allowed to say "sucks." Then why do you say it? You say we aren't allowed to talk about crushes. Then why do you talk about who you've crushed on? You say we aren't allowed to bring/use electronics. Then why are you eternally texting on your phone/surfing the web-WHILE you're telling us we aren't allowed to bring/use electronics. Why do you always say you "care so much about our safety," which translates to us as: NO FUN WHATSOVER. (Ex: Not allowing us to go outside when it's drizzling, because you're afraid of "hypothermia.") You used to be fun. You used to be nice. But as soon as you rose to the top, almost everything we admired about you disappeared. I could give you many more reasons why everyone despises you, but then this letter would be 6 miles long. I ask you: WHY?




NOTE: This is to a counselor.

EDIT NOTE: I have known *blank* for 3-4 years, and gummie bear has for 1 year.

[-psychopath-]

Dear __________,
I haven't known you for long, but you have been a pain in the butt. YOU make us do whatever YOU think is right. Notice, there was nothing about me in that sentence; you, you, you. Just because your taking care of us, doesn't mean that you can be a fun-vacuum. HA! And when ever you're talking, and we are getting completely bored, you say that we're wasting our own time. You also say that you DON'T wanna be a fun-vacuum. Well, whoop-dee-doo. As soon as I met you, I immediately found out that you were one. That, and a bunch of other strong words that I can't say. Oh, and when it's our "playtime" you HAVE to give us at least 30 min. of "playtime". You just keep on blabbering on and on and claim that WE'RE wasting our own time. You have no idea how old we all are getting, yet you still don't let us talk about crushes, don't lets us say the word suck, yet YOU still do that. You don't give us a single bit of sugar; we get food, but NOTHING is a single bit un-healthy. I hate you because you have way too many rules to handle. You have gazillion rules and I hate that.

This is written to the same person ~ƜнιsρɛяιиɢЄcнσɛs wrote to, and is written on behalf of 35 other kids.

[rennix velire]

Dear... You,

You make me crazy, you make me sick
I just can't get enough of it
When I know you're near it gives me chills
Metaphorically, my heart and soul you fill
My inspiration, my life's motivation
Just the sight of you feeds my obsession
It all make me clingy, so small
But in my mind it doesn't matter at all
What can I say, you're my best friend
I refuse to be without you again
Hell, I care for no one anymore
They could never be as hardcore
Still, you fascinate me more every day
The only person I get, this feels so cliche
At times I swear you're all over my head
Scattered from corner to corner, I'd rather be dead
You don't seem to mind, it's a mutual feeling
I love the way you lie, it leaves me squealing
To be as close as ever is all I want
Half the week I can't, feels like a taunt
Haha, that's right, the sucker's jealous.
Over the level of our combined blackness
Such good would come from this, why can't they see
Forever will be, you and me.

~Josciklos

[chickadee;;]

To all my Friends;

You know... Throught everything I've been through (Which isn't much just a tad of hurt from some who I thought wasn't selfish! :D) Your the reason I'm a constantly happy and positive person. I often have people asking me how I stay so extremely happy... I just think of all of the great things I have in life... Like you all... Then I have no trouble smiling! Your all the reason for my confidence and comfort in myself... Your the reason I've never been one of those girls who is always crazy about their self-image or so unconfident that they can't step out of the house without loads of make-up... You, my friends, are so amazing and along with my family you make me smile! So lets all keep smiling together...

Thank-you... Your amazing and I'm so lucky! :P

[Charlie14]

Dear ___________
I hate when you get angry at me and not my sister.
I hate it that when you stressed you start swearing and chucking things.
I hate it that you won't believe me about my homework which I already finished the other day or two ago
please stop.

[lonely lover]

Dear _____________,
Gosh, I'm such a baby. I didn't even muster up the courage to tell you in person. Hmm... How should I tell you? Here? PM? Fine, I'll say it here and elaborate later. I used to cut on my ankle, but I'm better.

[orange.c y r u s♥]

Dear, gyl.

I love you so much. But yet, I don't want to be in love you. Why won't you let me love you ;A;

[chewnicorn]

Dear _____,

Maybe that wasn't for me,(but it prollly was XP)
No offense, but I'm thinking
"No big deal"
Because I know several other people like that
Except in much more dangerous places
Like their wrists
I want to help you
Confront you and tell you everything is ok
But it's not when it doesn't seem anything is wrong with your life
I feel horrible writing this
But it's how I feel
There's this person on this website that I'm going to mention again
A beautiful artist
And they drew these depressing pictures,
Then they realized how there are much worse
Abusive parents
Bullies
Those people out there that have nothing but negative to say
And I know you just sometimes want to curl in a ball and cry your heart out
Or hurt yourself until you feel something more than the pain you were feeling right now
I know you're not the kind of person who cuts for attention,
So just speak your mind and heart
Some people beat themselves up over nothing
Like a fellow chickensmoothier posted this, and it really spoke to me:
"I have been there. you can see in my gallery, my pieces got downright deppressing, and i was feeling depressed. I was in a tough place. Until i met someone who had it so much harder than me. And you know what? She was the happiest person i have ever met. EVER! I realized i had nothing to be sorry about when i heard her story- i won't repeat it here because it is too bad to repeat on a kid-friendly site such as this. But i realized from her that happiness is something you choose- sadness is something you choose. It can be more complicated than that, sure, but overall that's all happiness is.

That woman i met, she found humor in many things and laughed when she became hurt and sad. She taught me how to live again. I haven't seen her since we first talked, but she has impacted my life so much. And I will take her words now, because I don't think i can say it better: "Make your future the happiest thing you could ever imagine. You can do it if you're not lazy! YOU CAN DO IT IF YOU CHOOSE TO!" "
Like instead of taking it all out on yourself
Punch your pillow
Jump really angrily on your trampoline
WRITE A LETTER!
Tell someone
Don't hide it in a story you wrote
Or keep a bunch of unsent letters
I did that
I was so mad at my mom I wrote this angry text and meant to delete it.
Instead I sent it
My mom and I had a long 2 hour talk
And you know what?
I felt so much better
And so I still have a bunch of unsent texts that I still need to send
I think you have a few too
Feel better, pleeeeeeaaase
We can't have that girl who puts a smile on everyone's face not have one on her own, now can we?

Your caring friend with open ears and an open mind,
Rocky158

[ElevatingHearts]

Dear ___,

You were my best guy friend, and I had a crush on you. You knew that I did, and you were cool with that. You still saw I was the same girl and that just because I had a crush on you didn't mean we still couldn't be best friends. When I wanted to cry, you made me laugh. When I was afraid to go home because of my uncle, you made me laugh before going home a lot to make sure I kept smiling, but what you didn't know was that I always went home thinking about you. Though we were only in fifth grade, I had a such a big crush on you, that I thought what I felt was real. But comes last year and you heard a couple of lies and rumours and you chose to believe them, and forget about me and only see me as what they called me. You know __, I expected a lot more from you. But I guess that doesn't matter, now does it? You didn't really care that that night I went home in tears and feeling like I was about to die and that night I was supposed to have the best night ever with my friend, but instead I was crying my eyes out and she was trying to make me feel better. Tch, only if you knew what it felt like to have your heart beat a million times a minute and feel nervous when you talk to somebody and then right when you lose your father by divorce and he pays $400 to never have contact with you ever again and then lose your best friend...Then this year...Why the H*ll did you try to make everything up? That one note I wrote to you to explain everything was only to get you to know the lies were fake. Did I want you back as a friend? Yes, but when you tried to talk to me again and make everything up, do you know how t*ck*d you made me feel? Then the day after that when you kept looking back at me with a smile, I felt even more mad and decided to be home schooled because of you. So, yeah. Every choice I made this year was because of you. So let's just say this: Good. Bye.