Dear Grapefruit,

You are delicious. I love you. Especially when you are in my tummy.

With love,

Your Average Breakfast Lover

Dear Mom,
I Miss you, I know you aren't here to watch me grow up, but i want you to know i miss you more then ever, and i do nothing but think about you, you left me with my father to whom you know i do not get along with, and there is so many problems. I hope god is watching out for you like i did when you were here. I need you to know, i don't blame you for anything. I love you, and I miss you.

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Dear Father,
You have made my life a living hell.
Im ashamed to call you my father sometimes.
Thank you for helping me hate you, and your addictions.

Love,
Your Burden.

Dear Anime:

I'm losing interest in you. It's hard to find a show that's got action in it. In fact, I've gotten so desparate for anything to watch I've resorted to One Piece. Am I that pathetic? Dearest anime, get me something better.

Me

Dear World,

You make me afraid. Very afraid.

God, why is it so difficult to meet new people? I had being sociable around those I don't know. I feel like I'm tucked into this invisible little matchbox, and I feel horrible when I don't make eye contact or I don't speak. It was weird just sitting in this woman's living room, watching a movie on her couch, petting her dog, eating her soup. I wish I could get inside people's heads. It'd be so much easier that way. Then I would know what they thought of me. I know my shyness comes off as snobby sometimes, and I'm just afraid that's what happened.

And my life... Where am I supposed to go with it? What job should I get? Should I bother going to Germany? Should I resort to being a nun like I've occasionally thought of seriously? Should I really plan roadtrips for this summer? What should I focus on -- writing, painting, drawing, dancing, music? Just what direction am I supposed to take?

And love... Not just romantic. Love hurts. I miss my grandmothers, my grandfathers, my father. I'm tired of losing people, whether through death or just a lack of communication. Is it even worth getting to know my brother again? And when my mom dies... God, that's going to blow. I don't know how I can handle that.

Sometimes I seriously consider either becoming a recluse or just living in the wild. Animals are so much easier to figure out.

Sincerely,
That chick you keep freaking out

dear ocean,

am sorry!.. havent got the chance to tell you... that you are the most wonderful dog i've ever had!!! i love you!.. and am sorry i didnt notice you're sick... T_T miss you so much and i hate myself for not being there.... i hated myself for ignoring you... esp when you badly seek for attention. no dog can ever take your place!!!.... hmmm... they used to say, dogs doesnt have souls.. but i believe dogs have souls!! and i know,,, you are in a better place!!! i should have taken you to the vet! ocean.... am sorry...

Dear ________,

I love you. You say you love me and, for the most part, I believe you. Sometimes you make it hard, though. I don't know why you keep acting the way you are. Maybe it's because I've let you. Or maybe it's because you just don't care as much as you say you do. Maybe you are really that full of yourself. I'm having second thoughts. About everything. And here you are just gliding along like everything is alright when you know it's not. When you know that what you did, I might not be able to forgive. I am trying to forgive you and trying to move past it, but you keep pushing me like you want me to give up. Is that what you want? Do you want me to declare you a lost cause? Would that satisfy your constant desire to see yourself as such? I don't want to. I love you. But you keep breaking my heart. And I'm tired of bringing things up and tired of seeming like I ask for too much when I DON'T. Asking less than I do now would be asking nothing of you and that's not fair to me. It's just not fair and not at all what I deserve. I know that I deserve better. And I don't know if I can go through with this if this is how you show your appreciation. I just don't know if I can. And it hurts so much to think like this. I don't want you to ever hurt me like you did. How can you not see that? Are you blind?

Dear Lovechan.
Get online so I can bother you!! D<
I haven't talked to you in days.

<3 Katie.

Dear self,

Lately you have been letting me down. Why have you become this monster? All i wanted from you was for you to help me survive in society, and you can't even handle that much. Your attitude lately has been unacceptable, and you need to know im dissapointed.

Dear Heart,

Stop chasing everyone who is nice to you! Your tearing me apart, and i can not handle this kind of torture.

Dear creepy stalker in town,

MOVE OUT OF TOWN. Seriously, I am tired of you harassing anything with a vagina. The penis and vagina pottery is disturbing me. I don't mind nudity in art, but when you constantly make genetalia pottery, it just feels awkward. Stop hitting on all the girls in class and stop playing the victim. You didn't tell them about the thing you did to that girl I barely knew. You stalked her and threatened her. I feel like the other girls in class, myself included got off easy in comparison to that one thing you said to another girl I barely know. "You make my **** twitch" is highly inappropriate for a greeting to someone. You are a creep, get some help, move out of town, you'll have better luck elsewhere. All the folks in the lounge agree on your creepiness level, all the girls younger than you are highly disturbed by you, most of the folks in the college know of your antics. Stop harassing every girl you meet.

dear _________,

hello! twas unfair.... that i must leave you. i'm sorry. i cant say that i shouldn't have because i have to. i am happy that you are happy now. i have not slight regrets or whatsoever. you kept your side of the bargain, and i thank you. i know you dont want me to say sorry, because you'll take it as your defeat. i didnt pity you. never did. you are good. you are proud. i was your only flaw. and i should go.
i dont know if she's treating you well, but you seemed all too contented. even though i left you, you're still concerned about me. i was unfair... wasnt i? i didnt think about how you would feel... hmmmm.... grrrr!! i am so close to getting back to my goal, and there you go.. teasing me to my limit! hahaha! i hope your girlfriend wouldnt find out. i dont want her to leave you, just like i did. ^^
be happy for my sake. ^^
and thank you.... i wish i have felt something at that time.

love,

neechan

Dear Brother,
Why were you out all night being such a creeper? You're very odd..
No one stays out all night and does yard work, trust me.

<3 Sister

dear ______,

life's so boring. thank you for making me so happy when i'm down!
you are my life now

>.>

Dear DJ,

Are you really a genius, or are you just dense. Your intellect and problem solving skills amaze me. I get so turned on when you flex your knowledge around like a champ. But I wonder, are you're only book smart or do you understand people too.

Because I love you, and not knowing if you know is killing me. I've been told by many that I'm obvious, maybe even creepy. But baby I can't read you. When you gaze into my eyes with those sweet brown irises of yours I can't tell if you can see the love and adoration that lay behind mine. Honey when we lock gazes I melt. Oh what I would do for you but I don't know if you know. I buy you gifts and make you hand made chocolate. I even gave you chocolate the Friday before Valentines day because you were going to be home for the weekend and you still didn't get that it was a Valentine.

Or did you? It's killing me. I don't know if you know. I have a feeling that my love in unrequited. I have a feeling that you don't care. But I want you to know. I want you to know that I love you. I want you to know that I dream about you, and that I want you to hold my hand again. Because it feels so good, and I feel so loved when my hand is in yours. I didn't see you. I didn't sit next to you in lecture. I didn't call you or text. For a WHOLE MONTH! But you didn't either. You didn't call me. You didn't look for me in lecture. You didn't text. You didn't tweet. You didn't facebook stalk. I waited. And I waited. And if you loved me, or at least valued me as a friend, honey you would have called at least once. Wouldn't you?

I'm a coward. I'm a chicken. I'm trapped. And I love you. I know I should say goodbye. I know my heart beats for you are futile and pointless. But this tightness in my chest has yet to dissipate. And so I bow my head, say nothing, and ask you if you want to study.

Love,
Lexie

dear _______,

first of all, i want to say thank you for every little thing you did for me. i'm happy that i have been a part of your life, even though i'm just a bit insignificant. i wasnt at all the perfect friend and lover, but i tried. i still can say that i'll be happy because the wounds you inflicted is way beyond repair. its so deep that it kept on bleeding. i can taste the pain.
it hurts so much that it drives me crazy. i will just have to force myself to move on. pretending that things will be fine in time. i hope you'll find contentment in life. i am sorry that i have hurt you in the past. and yes, it was intentional.
hmmm... i'll just have to forgive, but no matter how much i want to forget, i cant and never will.
i trusted you... loved you... believed in you...
and you... lied to me,,,
cheated on me...
betrayed me...
denied me...
gave me false hope and feelings...
made me believe you loved me...

its painful just to think about it, but it cant be undone. i want to leave you. i really want to and just leave you in peace. i dont want to bother you and your girlfriend. you deserve to be happy together. you deserve each other.
i just hope... you wont do the same to her... and i hope she'll never do anything like that to you...
you killed my happiness, and now,, i have nothing more... no reason to wake up. and yet, the thought of the future stirs my fire... build a hope... because i havent given up the idea of achieving happiness in spite of all the shit you've put me through. i'm sorry. i know, if i have left you before,, and just let things be... i wouldnt have felt this way... i wouldnt have been dumped a hundred times just to realize i'm not worth fighting for... yeah,, probably because i'm just a best friend,, and will just be replaced when someone new comes around. i hope you realized that you're important to me,, and yet, to you... i'm just, a nobody.

Dear Mom,

Fuck off

-"the slutty whore"

Dear FFXI,

I miss you oh so much. I haven't played in a year and I quit to go play WoW with my boyfriend. I am ashamed to say that I play play WoW far too much, but it doesn't fill the empty spot in my gaming life that you did. I miss the interaction with other players and the fun adventures and quests that went along with them. I miss my linkshell mates, and friends I had made. Oh, how I wish we could play again, but I cannot have you. Le, Sigh. You just contain to much drama and to many boys who my boyfriend wants to strangle. Though you were fun and enjoyable, you just contained to many problems. How sad that something so wonderful could be so horrible too.

Love your Mithra White Mage,
Alexial <3

dear ________,

tell me, how am i be able to move on thinking you just fooled me all this time... were those years are just empty years?? hmmmm.... i want to die right now.

Dear Mary,

I call you Mary because right now, you aren't acting like a real mother. I have spent $50 of my birthday money on you so far, and I'm a little stressed that you'll take the rest of it with your little guilt trips about needing money for gas or food. I'm the daughter and you're the mother. I understand that you spent lots of money on me with diapers and food when I was younger, but that's what parents do for their kids. I work all day for you and the rest of my family, and at the end of the day YOU ask ME for money? I cleaned the whole house yesterday along with watching our children while you were out at a party all day. Just saying.. I'm saving my money for a trip to KC in a few weeks and I'd really like it if I could not spend any money on anyone other than myself for awhile. I'd hate to cut into my work/school money that I have saved up.

Love,
Your daughter.

Dear Mom,

I hate you. . . No I don't really mean that.
I do however, dislike you a lot.
You ask me why I don't respect you. How could I? You set a horrible example of what it means to be a human. I'm surprised I turened out as well ajusted as I have, what with the constant drug use and neglect.
From the time I was twelve years old, I was responcible for taking care of Tawni and Jake. That is more responciblity than a twelve year old needs. Jake was just a baby and you had me watching him all day.
You are the reason that Tawni never stays home. She doesn't want to have to deal with you and your drama.
Thanks a lot for everything...
Janet.

Dear Bones,
WOW!!! You just made me feel very fat just now. Thanks. *cough*
I'm very average size, except for my nice big chest and muscular legs, but you just sat there and acted like I was the fattest person you have ever seen in the world. Sorry that I don't eat rice pills and drink stuff that make you throw up. I'm happy the way I am, but you are just a sick person.
Love Me.

Dear ____,

Fuck off, you little spic. You really just love being the boss of such a little thing. All I did was say, it was stupid to correct one little word, no harm really. So I had to say it was nothing really. Which of course that person would take offense to that, which was really stupid. So lay off, your just a little girl in your little world. Thinking you have problems, there are way more people in this world that have their own little problems for themselves.

Allergies:

I hate you. So much. You make my life miserable. I can't even do things I want to do because I'm so miserable. Go away, you little twerp. I wish you didn't exist at all. There's not a single good thing about you. I can't wait until Spring is over, so I can be rid of you for the year. But then again, there's always next year......Hopefully there will be a cure for you. At least, a cure in this lifetime. I want you gone.

Me

dear _______,

oh yeah! am suck an idiot! i should have done this earlier! i wouldnt have to go through hell just to keep up with you!
i'm loving my life now! and yes! being separated with you is better than sticking myself into your very own life! oh god! yes, its lonely being all alone, having nobody to have lunch with, no one to talk to... but dang! i feel so free and i can do what i want. i missed my job! i realized how i missed it so much! and i regret skipping it just to be with you... when in the end,, all i get from you is god damn pain and misery! i'm sure you feel the same,,, am sure you are happy now as well... cause nobody's bugging about this and that.. and makes you remember the terrible things you did to me and to her... also you have all the time in the world to devote to your girlfriend! may you live forever! hihihihihih.... it wasnt sarcasm, now its for real.
yeah! its better this way,, i think i can find a new friend in the future... i'll live my life to the fullest! i want to thank you for making me realize how stupid i was! i guess i've learn from my mistakes! i'll never give in to my emotions ever again!
goodluck with your life! and bless you!

Dear Life,

I want to thank you for getting better just a little because I didn't think that I should have suffered like you made me do. I can't really say if I have become a better person because of what you put me through, but I am trying be more honest. Now that things are a little better, I am trying to become a better person for myself and for those I love. I hope that my family's long history of abuse with stop with my mother if I can continue to undo what has been done to me. I am trying to express my frustration and let go of my anger so that I don't hurt those around me.

But all in all you still kind of suck. I really hate all the stress of school work and dealing with people--people who are selfish and ignorant. But I am trying to overcome that too.

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Dear Body,

Why is it every time I look in the mirror you look so wrong? I know that I have looked at you for years but I don't recognize you as what I am supposed to look like. I am upset at times because it seems like your the body of someone else. At times I hate you.

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Dear Ann,

I really want to say to your face that I don't like you. I didn't like you from the start because in some ways you reminded me of myself when I was younger, by trying desperately to get your ex's attention whatever way you could, but at least I didn't resort to some of the horrible things that you have done and are still doing. You like to pretend that you are so mature and so put together but if that were the case, why wouldn't you just let Erik go? You're dating someone else, but everyone can clearly see that you still want him.
I loved someone too who broke up with me, and I have come to terms with the fact that although I still love him very much, I love him enough to let him go and be happy while moving on with my life. I am very much in love with the man I am with now. He treats me better and loves me more than I think I deserve. I have been honest with myself and my feelings. I have allowed myself to heal, where as you still lick your wound, wanting everyone to take pity on you.
Now I don't like you because you have shown me how shallow and vain you really are. You once bragged to me how every guy you have ever become friends with always asked you out. But then you sat there and asked if you were prettier than someone else because you were jealous. You asked my friend who he would rather date--even though he is currently in a great relationship--you or her. You pressured him to chose even though he told you that it was an unfair question to ask. Are you that insecure that you need to seek people out to validate that you still are pretty?
I am not pretty. I am overweight and old compared to you. But I don't need a random guy friend to tell me that I am beautiful to feel better about myself. The only one whose opinion matters is the one I love, who tells me I am beautiful without being prompted.
You have never seen me as a threat because I am ugly and my grades don't come close to outshining yours. But I know that your good grades don't mean anything. You use others to get A's on projects because you don't know how to do it yourself. But I have no proof other than the fact that you ask me for help when you are stuck with problems that the professor covered in class, making it apparent of how little you actually comprehend.
I don't like you because I can see past your outer appearance at the ugliness that is your soul. I know that your outer appearance will put you ahead of me right now, but in the end, your looks will fade. I guess in that case, I almost pity you.