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

[nightbeat]

dear c_______,
please crush on me back
even if you're a freshman pls

dear me,
*complains about freshmen* *starts crushing on them* i see

[anathema]

z.z.,
i think i might like you.

- m.r.

[debris]

Dear self,
why is it that whenever we buy food you pig out like you're going to run out of food??
please stop.

sincerely, myself.

[forehead man]

dear s____, you are my most amazing friend in the world. you will always protect me, comfort me, make me laugh, even though we had an argument maybe once? you've been with me for almost 4 years now, and i don't think we'll part anytime soon. i can't wait to see you in the summer :>!!

dear anxiety, why?

[Luckily Forgotten]

____

I always feel like you're laughing at me

almost certainly stalking me, even now

but i feel like you know when i'm broken and you just sit there laughing away to yourself

just like with jess

how could you? that's what hurts me the most. knowing what you put her through at the worst point of her life. if anything,that's what's gonna make me snap. not the lack of friends or anything you did to me, but knowing that someone like that is no longer in this world and with just so much ease could have been saved

congratulations.

[il tuo ♥ amore]

Dear ____,

Stop. Seriously. Stop.
I get it, alright?
You're wonderful.
Your friends are amazing.
You get whatever you want.
And I'm just the lonely girl who is "jealous" of you -_-
Please, just stop making me feel so awful about everything.

Love,
A very annoyed Cobalt

[northern downpour ;;]

Hey you,

Thank you for somehow understanding my small emotional outbursts and then containing them.
I feel like, with the way I worded what I said, I would've offended you because typing doesn't get the message across quite like talking does, but I tried anyway and you understood and proceeded to comfort me.
You're so amazing. How did I get you to like me? I honestly don't know, but I'd love to because I'd like to do that more often.
I was just being myself. You started crushing on the real me.
Asdf
you're the best

~ C

[apollo.]

Dear whoever wants to listen to me rant,
You know what I love doing? Washing dishes for an hour. You know what I love on top of that? The fact that my brother is loudly playing cod next to me while I scrub days old dishes with crumbs and day old salad dressing and whatever other grossness is baked onto these pots pans, bows and stuff. My fingers are wrinkled and I'm still not done yet. I'm soaked in water because our sink is so small whenever I try to turn a pot to wash it I get splashed with a tidal wave of water. And as much as I hate this, I wouldn't hate it that much if my mother either thanked me, or wasn't complaining in the background over something or another. I wouldn't hate it so much if my brother actually had to do anything ugh sometimes I feel like you're purposely being sexist and it really upsets me. I get I complain less than him but does that really mean that I have to do everything around the house?
- apollo.

[Codemeister]

Dear _____,
Please stop making assumptions about me. You don't even know if those things are true or not. Yeah, I get that I'm not as "cool" as you are, and that I'm basically the odd one out a lot of the time. But that doesn't give you the excuse to believe things about me that aren't even accurate. I beat myself up about those things all the time.... I don't need my friends to shove it in my face too. Even if you're not doing it on purpose, you're still hurting me, and I just think I should be able to feel comfortable around my friends, of all people. Please, stop labelling me. I'm myself, not who you think I am.

Dear _____,
Just stop. Please. I'm sick of hearing about your internet "love interest". He's all you talk about, and it's getting really annoying.

Dear self,
Seriously? You had two months to work on that science essay, and you put it off until the night before it's due??
Stop procrastinating. Jeez. .-.

[anathema]

dear c.e.,
why did you do that with richie? ugh, that's nasty. but i should've known. you were going down that road . . . not just with him, but with bad things in general. i've tried to save you but i guess that's what you wanted from the beginning . . .

- m.r.