Write a Letter You Cannot Send

[Dethwolf547]

Father,

I want you to know, that I try so hard to make you proud. But it seems whatever I do, you're just so ignorant, to my feelings. You never tell me you love me, you could at least pretend. Sometimes I just need you to tell me how proud you are of me, for making A's on my exams, or just hug me and tell me that you love me and how I'll always be your baby girl. But you've gone bitter, you always have to be right. You never listen, you accuse me of false things all the time. I hate you, but I love you. You yell at me, when I'm trying to be nice to you. You insist on spending /my/ money, that I was trying to buy something for me on a tutor even though I have B's and A's, which has always been my average. It hurts knowing that when I go home, I won't have a parent that acts like he cares, that'll try to make my day better when he's the one who caused it to go bad. To go out on our evening ice creams like we used to. I guess things change, people change, but I didn't expect that from you. You can't accept me anymore...

~ Your child.

[abandoned_account]

Dear Dusty,

I saw you staring at me today and I couldn't help but akwardly smiling at you. You know, you've been really happy and friendly lately. I'm glad that you are, you had me scared when you said that you had depression problems. I just wanted to hug you and make everything better when you said that, but then again, I always want to hug you xD. You make everything better for me so it would only be fair if I made you feel better. That's why I wanted to have you over this weekend, I'm making my move. We aren't going to get anywere if one of us doesn't do something, and I can tell you want to do something but you're scared. I am too. It's okay, there's nothing to be afraid of.

Love,
<3 Blare

P.S. Derp (you know what I mean)

[.: ḀиɢⒺḸ ~ ɧȺwk :.]

Dear Goose, Sexy beast, Boots, Travvy Dog.

Goose you're going out with Sexy beast and Tavvy dog you're with boots
And behind you is lil old kitty Kat(AKA me), Wait you don't know that I'm invisible
the only time you can see me is when you have problems then they get dumped on me
I feel left out coz now no one listens to me, you tell me to speack up so I do I shout your name and still you don't hear me
Invisible isn't fun I hate it i wish it was like old times when no one was going out with anyone
coz now I can't even hug sexy beast without her pushing me away, and goose you only talk to me because you're trying
to find out SAexy beasts number or if shes online, But Travvy dog the one I miss the most , the one I could always talk to
but is now driven away, no I will not give up no it is not ok and no you don't know how it feels
you may be drifting away from one of your best friends but that is that person each person is different and is loved in different ways


I miss being able to talk and be friends with you guys

Love from
Please never foget what I did for you

[Thief.]

Dear Teachers,

I hate every single one of you who decided calling some one a name, a girl being excluded or a random being laughed at is not bullying.
Get ontop of your job, you favour the populars but never see what they do and how they treat the girls.
You carry on about there being loud but never about the quiet abuse.

Learn to do your job.

ANgry,hurt,annoyed, bullied pupil.

[Jhemalynn]

Dear you,

I wish I could tell you just exactly how much I love you, because I don't think you'll ever know how much I do. You're the driving force behind me getting up and putting up with the world each day. You make my day so much better, just by being there for me. You don't even have to say a supportive word, every little thing helps me immensely.
You have no idea how incredible you are. I wish I could be more like you, less of a dunce and a slow-witted cow.
I can't understand who would ever want such an idiot like myself. I'm lazy, I'm not very bright, I'm incredibly emotional and cry at the littlest of things. I get mad easily. I scream. I kick. I yell. I get sick easily. There's so much wrong with me; how in the world could I ever be perfect in the eyes of anyone?
I'm not sure where I'd be today, or even in the future without you. I imagine I'd still be a heaping, crumbling mess with so much bitterness over my ex today; maybe I'd even finally let my mind snap. As for my later years, I probably wouldn't be living, or I'd at least be in various stages of depression.
If I lost you right this very second, I would just break down and cry, and I'm not sure if I'd ever stop. I wouldn't be able to function for a while. I'd probably land in the hospital for neglecting basic needs.
With all this being said, I won't be leaving you, not unless you do something serious that's deserving; I don't think you have the heart to do that.
I want you to know that I love you more than anything in the mundane world. You mean everything to me, and I'd gladly give my life just to save yours.


x Skyris

[marimoon]

Dear hair,

you're so pretty now! Please stay like this forever!

Love,
me.

[-Firesong-]

Kendra -
Okay. I've just about had it. You want my side of the story? Well, you're about to get it.

When he broke up with you, it was my shoulder you were crying on. I stood by both of you, because you were both my friends. Yeah, I liked him even then, but I'd liked him before you knew him. I tried to stay your friend for as long as I could, but you kept trying to make me choose. That January, I caved and told you I liked him. It was the hugest weight off my chest, and since you were my friend, I was glad you knew and you were cool with it. NOT. Two weeks later, I find out everysinglething you have called me since then and even before then. I know about the "I hate -mynamehere-" note. Betcha didn't know that. So I decided that I couldn't be friends with you anymore. But you swore you had never said those things, ever, and I decided to give you another chance. But turns out you did say those things after all, because the rumors came up again and this time I had to cut it off. So I did. That was very early February. One of our last conversations, I remember, you told me you were over him. Completely.

He asked me out April 8th, 2011. Possibly the happiest day of my life. I told you myself, I felt I owed you that much. And you said you were cool with it, you didn't care. So that was good, I didn't think we'd be friends, but I didn't think you'd hate me. WRONG. You hated me. You had your friends text me horrible things. You would talk about me just loud enough for me to hear in class, calling me terrible names, saying it would never last. That he was just using me, and it was a rebound, six months after he'd dumped you. It wasn't. I even apologized to you, telling you I hadn't meant to hurt you. I don't know why I did that, looking back now. It was stupid of me, but I was stupid then. You accepted it, and I thought the war was over. But you kept up with the bad things. I didn't fight back then.

He broke up with me during the summer, but we got back together. That's when I finally realized what you'd been feeling, and I decided I would never rub it in your face that I had him and you didn't. But you couldn't leave us alone. You would get your friends to tell him to dump me, say all those bad things about me over and over and over. Thanks to that, nothing offends me anymore. You would stare at us in the hallways, say mean things. You seemed to be trying your best to break me, but I'm not the type to break.

The second semester that year, we had three classes together and lunch. And that was hard, because I didn't like being near you. I know how you are, you suck people in and I always hated that. I had art with you and him. But it was okay, because he was in there. Except you always flirted with my own boyfriend in front of me, and you would not leave him alone. He ignored you, though, so it was okay. I could write a book about what happened in that art class, but I won't. I still mean what I said though. "Do it again and I will get you."

There's more things I could write about what you've said about me. So far I'm ugly, fat {I weigh 110lbs. I'm not fat.}, stupid {AP, honey}, and then there's that stuff I can't write here because it's a kids site.

This year, you are always trying to talk to him. Stop. He is not interested. And then you text him to tell him you love him. That's not okay, stop it. Right now. {Really, what did you expect him to say?] You know, that when you stare like that, it looks like your eyes are going to fall out of your head. Not attractive. Stop following us around the school, the football games. Stop texting him. Stop giving me those death glares, they are oh so annoying. And also, if you want to talk to me, then talk to ME, not the school. Oh yeah, those rumors you spread, just stop doing that too. It's annoying.

Leave us alone. As my cousin so eloquently put it: "Stop being a sore loser".


No love.
-me

[Bernouli]

Guys, please don't write annoyed and mean letters about other users here. We don't allow it in the annoyance thread, so why would we allow it here?

Also, it seems like there's a lot of cussing. Even if you star out the cuss word, it's still against the rules. It's still obvious what word you mean, so just don't write it at all or you will end up with a warning.

[Salt]

Dear teacher,

Don't you have the decency to tell me after class? I was telling you so that I wouldn't have my schedule messed up, so you'd know where I was. I didn't want to be called down to the office because the teaches don't know I'm in another class. So I TOLD you. And what'd ya do? Snapped at me and told me to just get my stuff and leave, that I was interrupting your class. I rose my hand AFTER your lecture. And you CALLED on me. Then spoke rudely to me. All about respecting the teachers. And that's what I did, I respectfully raised my hand. I didn't shout out, or stomp into your class. I guess you still got to learn from your own motto huh? Rude..

From your bitter disrespected student.

[nicolettexx]

Dear ______,

You really don't know, do you? Calling me annoying when you are the one being annoying doesn't offend me. It just makes me want to scream at you. Why? Well for starters your way more annoying than I am. I don't talk too much or make immature faces. I don't scream at people, or hurt them when I'm mad. I don't yell at someone for asking you politely to stop talking. I would say everyone agrees that you are far more annoying than I am.

So today, you got yelled at for cussing at another student. Well, you yelled at someone who I find as annoying as you. I did feel sorry for them, but that's who I am. I did feel a little bit sorry for you, but not as much. I thought to myself how you didn't need anyone to feel sorry for you. Everyone in our grade has at least been bullied by you ONCE. Me? Oh well you bully me almost everyday! I have to put up with it, if I tell a councilor I might get screamed at, by you.

See why most people dislike you? You never say please, you always scream at someone until they hand yo something. You don't ever use your manners. Sometimes I think you're okay, not the best but okay. Others I hate you completely.

Just sharing my thoughts.

With no love,
Liv.