Write a Letter you Cannot Send (Read the Rules!)

[vacant.]

Dear T,

I love you, you know that? I love you dearly and would jump in front of a train for you. I gave you my trust. Of course, I didn't give it all to you because deep inside I knew what would happen if I did. I told you something that I regretted deeply and it still haunts me to this day. I though that if I told you that it would lift a weight off my chest yet it put an even bigger burden to bare. The thought of you telling made me sick to my stomach. Yet here we are. The consequences were just as I had imagined them, maybe even worse. Now what do you think everyone is going to think of me because one stupid mistake I did years ago. It seems like you just wait until you can make everyone think bad of me, like I'm the worst one of the family eh? Honestly, I don't want to go near you anymore, or anyone in that family for that matter. No amount of sorrys would ever count up to how many times I've cried because of this. I do forgive you but trust isn't something that can be built back together. I will never trust you again. It honestly repels me to go to you. Yet I would do anything for you. Strange isn't it? How love works. On one hand I never want anything to do with you but on the other it gives me so much joy to be around you. It tears a hole in my chest to try and act as if I'm ok. I guess this is all my fault anyway, what people think of me. If I didn't do that stupid thing you would have anything to tell anyone. I just gave you the knife to stab me in the back. The funny thing is, is that I trusted you with it and you did what I told you not to do. I specifically told you but I guess my words mean nothing to you. Some friend you are. The thing that gets me is that you always ask me if I love you or if you're my best friend and the answer is always yes. And it will continue to be. But it won't last forever. I'll keep on trying with you, but once the single straw breaks, it's the end for you and me. Only a few more tugs and I'll snap. It won't be easy to repaire nor will it be easy to get close to me again. Be careful what you do, the straw can only hold together for so long.

[mandalorian]

Dear B,
stop saying rude things about my cousin. You know my sister. You know she's strong. You know I'm related to her. I will punch you. Stop talking about my cousin. Stop thinking about my cousin. Don't look at my cousin. Don't even walk near her. I hate you. You know, I thought you where better then your sister who hurt my sister so bad that she had to go to the hospital, but no, you're just the same as her. If you hate my cousin so much, tell her that. Say it to her face. Say it to my face. I dare you.
From that 'transgender' kids cousin.

[Morality]

G,

Your "T loves R!!!!!! I must tell everyone!!!! R loves T!!! Such public news!!! Everyone must know!!!!!" thing and whatnot needs to stop.

I realize that your relationship with your boyfriend is pretty close and you are happy to talk and share everything about it with everyone, but me and my own partner are not the same way. We don't like you quoting everything word-for-word that we say to or about eachother to everyone. We don't like to be as public and open about our relationship as you.

I realize you helped get us on the road at first when we were unsure, but now you're not helping; you're just hurting. You make us not want to talk when other people are around; which you, of course, interpret as problems between ourselves, and then attempt to "help" us out. But it's not helping, it's just embarrassing us and driving us apart very slowly.

I realize that you're my friend and all, but that doesn't make everything okay. We are not you and your boyfriend. Us and then you two have very different personalities and very different wants. You are not helping us by disregarding our differences.

- R

[apollo.]

Dear person,
I miss chu
Love, apollo.

[Mylany]

dear special someone,

I'm quite dearly sorry that I do not tell you everything and that I don't usually talk about myself, as when you bring up a topic that is related to me I shove it away. I love you quite a lot and a regret not telling you things as I fully understand that some of these bad things I should hide because they'd only make you worry. I love you though and you're my world, I'm afraid to tell you anything about my life in the fear you'll stop liking me as I cannot be perfect or rather nobody can. I'm scared you'll leave and won't say anything, I don't want you to leave so I keep what's inside a secret so you don't have to be frightened off by my likes and dislikes since I'm a female that loves famous actors/singers and also loves little kid things, I'm afraid you'll find it weird or unnatural so I keep it away from you, as well as my other feelings. I'm sorry, but I just want to tell you this but I'm scared to open up.

-Mylany

[LightningAsuna]

Dear teacher
Please get a reality check, kids learn from watching adults, preschoolers in general learn how to get what they want from the way their teacher responds to their actions. When you told me you teach preschoolers for a living I couldn't believe it because you reinforce bad behavior and do not show any evidence that good bahavior is proper. I show up every week as an understudy just waiting for you to giveme a chance to jump in and show you I have been paying attention, but each and every week you let us under studys just sit there bored out of our minds for an hour and a half because your not smart enough to realize that if we can't practise before the competition and one of your actors hurts themselves we won't be able to do the part you need us for. I missed one practise and now I am stuck as an understudy, I freaked out at first then apologized, you said it was mature but those words feel hollow since E bothered you in person for ten minutes and you caved and let her try and do K's (who had to step out because of stress in her knees) part when E hadn't been paying attention. That whole run through E messed up and you still didn't take her out until K got back...... way to promote bad behavior.... just do me a favor and get a clue.

Sincerely the underappreciated understudy.

[Lolli ∞ Kitten]

Dear face,

Please stop being so dry. :(

Love,
Kitten

[van Wolf]

Dear _____

Your name just appeared in my search box on facebook and now I feel sick. Why are you ignoring me? Is it because you are ashamed that I am (or was) your friend? Is it because your other so-called 'friends' don't like me? Does the idea that I care for you scare you? Are you just trying to fit in? Please STOP, you're hurting me.

From your heartbroken friend
S

[sirène]

Dear me,
You know that story you've been working on?
Those 3 languages you want to learn all at once?
Your sleeping schedule that you want to change?
I think your overwhelming yourself, because think about it, 3 languages is quite a lot to learn all at once, but I know you cant just choose one. Irish, Spanish, or French? You're not a beginner in French, and can speak it better then some people you know, though you don't really have the motivation to continue the language. The other two, you have no idea how to even say a functional sentence without fumbling with your words, but you really want to know those languages. Also that story, you've been focusing on trying to make it long, instead of actually putting character development and more interesting scenes.
Just, get more organized with all these things, and stop being so darn open-minded with all these things, they're just getting you more unorganized then you already are.
- smoothie

[GressgrinAST]

Dear brother,

Shut your butt.

Thanks.

-Tora