Write a Letter You Cannot Send

[macato]

Dear Izze,
Your one of my best friends but do you ever use empathy? I know a lot of things have changed in the past year, I mean over the summer I changed almost my whole personality. You said together we would create a group of friends that were loyal got along, that wasn't "popular" or "unpopular" you know, just there. Well then things change we sat at different table are plans were crumbling, then for just 4 days we sat at a tale with some funny people and I finally felt like a group. Then you and Anna went to go sit at a table. I didn't want to intrude on your little 'friendship ' so I sat at the table by myself, after you left so did everyone else. So I sat at several different places for the next few weeks always scared to sit alone, and I saw you and a bunch of other friends took up all six seats at a table, everyday it stayed like that until one day I sat there you weren't there that day and I felt happy then you showed up out of no where, there wasn't room at the table so you asked if someone would go sit with you elsewhere and I volunteered because I felt bad. But you now see my sit by myself and you do nothing. After that day I began to embrace the fact that I didn't fit in and I sat alone at a table. Everyday for a week. Then 'the person that you trust the most', Felipe, called me a reject and ice yes in front of the whole cafeteria. Ten it told you about it and you just shrugged. How can you even talk to him? Don't you see what a jerk he is? I'm starting to doubt I can really be your friend anymore.
Love
'O'

[Zeee]

dear ____,

why can't you be with me instead of her... i don't want you to break up, but i do at the same time. i love you so much, and she only met you last year. i've known you for six years. but... you seem so happy together. i'm confused about where i stand with you, though. one minute you're asking me if i like you, saying that you know i like you, saying i'm funny and i make you laugh and that you missed me a lot over the summer, then the next you're calling me a loser. we haven't talked for a while. i want you to cheer me up. i want you to tell me the jokes you've made up and heard, because those are what get me through the day. i die a little bit inside every day that i don't talk to you at all, and i'm near death because of my stupid nervousness. my heart beats fast and my hands shake when i talk to you. i want to talk to you, but my nervousness is getting the best of me. can't you just realize that i love you so much and have for the whole six years i've known you... our lockers are next to eachother and we have close desks, but you never talk to me anymore. what happened... we used to talk a lot last year. you'd tell me jokes and make me smile and laugh, but now - since we never talk - i'm always frowning. i miss the relationship we had last year.

- that one girl you think is now a loser

[pouty]

Dear xxxxx

Alright, I get it that its a need for you to " borrow " my things, but bring them back the way they were. Not with something messed up or danging off -.- . That it not the way I treat your stuff.. In fact, I don't even borrow your belongings, so respect that.

From me.

[midnightmoon]

Dear Megan,

I love that you're a nerd. I love that you write, just like me. I love all those things about you that you thought I didn't know. I love the way you do your eyeliner, and how gorgeous your hair is. And I love watching you when you dance.

What I don't love is the way you pick fights with Joe, and always choose Tori over me. I don't love the fact that you won't - can't - love me the way I love you, and that you never will. And in a year, you will be gone, leaving me behind.

I wish people wouldn't judge me for this.

I'm sorry,
-Bay

[spring.]

My dearest _____,

My parents want me to break up with you. After a week, I sort of want to. I can't stand how clingy you can be. I mean, you followed me yesterday. You want to know where I am. I understand when my dad asks me where I am. I hate it when you ask me. I've had a crush on someone else for the past year. Now that I have you and he has her, he seems toactually show interest in me. I've become more of his friend. Sure, I may be friend-zoned. But please don't get all clingy because I'm hanging out with another guy. I don't think you're the one...

Sorry.

Love,
spring.

Dear ______,

I've had a crush on you for a year. Heck, we share a love for jazz. You introduced me to Panic! at the Disco! You have taught me almost everything I know about our friends. You've had a crush on another girl, moved to her friend when she rejected you, and now you're dating the freshman. I've done all I can for you. You've copied my homework, liked my statuses, texted me, and understood me. Either we should go out or we should just stop talking.

You're so dumb! If you can't see how much I do for you so you won't fail... never mind. I'll just date him until he finds another blonde to like. Then I'll go back to being crazy, stupid and confused. You can show so much intrest in me one day then avoid me the next.

Make up your mind, hun. Just make it up.

Love,
spring.

I forgot.

___________,

How dare you. How dare you! You think you can waltz in and say everything is fine. You can't. You can't be sorry. What you said is unforgivable. Do you hear me? Unforgivable! 'Stay out of my life, b****.' After saying that, you can not say you're sorry! You think you can manipulate me? You think I will give you what you want? You think you can come back into my life? NO! I've had enough of you. So YOU can stay out of MY life! You're so lucky. You don't know what my father is prepared to do if you ever talk to me like that again. Sure, we were friends. Then you told me to leave class so I could encourage you to run away. I don't think so. Your mother must be one messed up person if she told you that you could survive out on your own. Then your father. He's high and mighty then he's abusive. He lives in another state and you wish you could see him then you hate his guts. You make depressing posts. Get over yourself! You can't hold down a relationship because you are mean! You're clingy, a stalker and just plain rude!

Do NOT come crying to me when your cyber-girlfriend breaks up with you. You always go crawling back to her. Then, while you are 'dating' her, you have the audacity to ask me on a double date? You are NUTS! You are outright nuts! You think I'm stupid. You refuse to admit that you skip classes. You should stop lying about your life and try getting one.

I hate you
spring.

[undertaker.]

Dear Nana,
I get it. It couldn't be anymore obvious that I'm not your favorite grandchild. You don't like me; I get it, okay? Just leave me alone if I'm so terrible, alright? You've never liked me even when I tried; so I gave up. It's alright; I understand. You have my cousins, brother, and sister. You don't need me.

Dear Emom,
I understand. I used to be your favorite, but when my cousin was born, he was so much better than me. It's okay. It's not like I have feelings or anything. You have my cousin, you don't need me.

Dear Mom and Dad,
You have my brother and sister. Just ignore me instead of yelling at me all the time, okay?

Dear Aunt Angie,
You called me so many names, it's not funny. I would understand it now, but I was a child back then. I didn't know what I was doing wrong. You could have explained.

Dear Family,
I'm sick of all of you. I'll never be on the top of things, and you'll always dislike me. That's okay because I dislike me, too. Perhaps it would be better if I weren't born. Or if that doctor hadn't found out I was so sick as a newborn. Or if my teacher had shut up about my spine. You're suffocating me; just leave me alone! Stop making me cry and hate myself even more.

[lucee]

dear luma
can't you see what you're doing to yourself?
the only reason you're so ill right now is because you're fat, yeah, i get it, secretly, deep inside you, you don't actually think that you are but the fact is, hon, you're huge
and so you became anorexic and pesketarian
you'd eat to try and please people who you know would notice but they could see that you were eating less
and so the questions came
and so the punching started
and today you nearly ended up in A&E because you haven't been eating enough and the fainting has started
and if the fainting happens at school then they'll work it out
and they'll make me stop harming and dieting
and if they do then i won't be able to cope
and if i can't cope then i'll just lock myself in my room and slowly start doing … that … again
and i can't tell anyone
but i can tell you
because you're actually me
and this letter is getting a bit weird so i'll go now
bye
love from yourself

[FreddyCenobite]

Dear canine teeth,

God, I need to file you two down. First you break the skin of my inner cheek, now you break the skin on my inner lip. I don't like either of you right now.

Sincerely,
The person with sharp teeth.

[OvercastForever]

Dear friend
I finally told you something i never thought i would say, but its still not all of it. when we are together i think about what it would be like if you knew, and if you would run away or if you would tell me you feel the same. we would always joke around about it but i have found that im not joking anymore. i want you to be happy, but when i see you happy with someone else, its so very bitter sweet. i imagine when ill finally tell you the entire story, but you wont have any time to reply, because im sure teh only time i will be brave enough to say it, i'll be dying. maybe in college, but on my death bed seems a bit more dramatic. you know me better than i know myself, and so you know, drama is the way to go out. and maybe teh way to "come out" too if you know what i mean

[P o m]

Dear Crush,

I barely know you, but I'm crazy about you, I long for those few days that I get to see you. Things would be so much easier if we were in the same school, because then I could see you more than 2-3 times a week.

I can't stop thinking about you. Whenever I'm down I think of you to cheer myself up because of that cute little smile you always give me. I don't care that you didn't want to go to the dance with me, I don't care that you made me cry. For now the tears are worth it, because I'm that girl who will cling to the hope that it will all work out in the end.

I know that you like me too and I'm sorry. I'm sorry that people insist on trying to hook us up. I want this to happen by itself, not because people make it happen. I want to be that girl that you can come to for help, you can always put a smile on my face and I wish I could do the same for you, but everybody's just driving you away from me.

I hope you can see it when I blush, I hope you can see it when I panic and I hope you can see it when I look at the ground. I hope you can see I want them to shut up and leave us alone. I hope you can see how much I care about you even if i barely know you.

I love you.

Signed,
Your admirer