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02-27-2011, 04:04 PM
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I'm not going to be polite in this, you really don't deserve it. I don't care how many times you say you're sorry. I'm pissed off at you. Spelling words incorrect and trying to act cute with me will not make me want to forgive "yuu" anymore. You're supposed to be my friend, but that underhand and backstabbing activities that you've been conducting on me are not needed. That's the reason I cut people out of my life. They show me no respect and they don't treat me like a basic human being. You may not like them, but I do. I love them. I paid £50 and then you brush it off like nothing? Sorry, we're not all made of money you know! "You're going to a festival so it's better" how fucking dare you say that to me now? I'm only getting the festival ticket because you gave away the ticket that you promised me.
It's funny how you turn into such a bitch after I take you down to Glasgow, free of charge, as part of my birthday isn't it?
I still can't get over how you even have the audacity to ask for your money back in such a callous way? To be honest, I couldn't care less if you lost all your money through this. What gives you the right to treat me like this? How dare you try to take advantage of me like this! What the fuck have I done to you? I have been nothing but kind to you and yet you repay me like this? Well I know where I stand now. Thanks.
You're right, fake friends are worse than real enemies. Only I don't think you were talking about you were you?
You're going to end up with no friends. You've hurt AR as well. He doesn't know where he stands with you. One minute you tell him you don't like him, then you flirt with him like mad, show him your chest and act like a fucking whore even though you know full well that I like him!
I'm done being your best friend. I really don't care if your mum is a bitch to you anymore, or if your ex did dump you for being a cock tease. You're not a genuine person and all you do is make others lives hell. Go fuck yourself sideways for all I care.
I have my true friends, and as long as I have them, I don't need people that are backstabbing freaks like you.
From your ex-soul sister.
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02-28-2011, 04:28 AM
Dear kyla.
You keep asking how I'm doing, and I keep lying. I'm not going to tell you how it's killing me that you left. You promised you were different. You told me we would be together forever. You even swore to marry me. You were there when I bought the ring, and you were so excited. All of that meant nothing. It's not fair, that you could build me this future in my head, and tear it down again, in a night and a day. I trusted you so completely. I believed everything you said. How could you do this to someone you claimed to love? What's wrong with you?
Your family, are wrong. They don't know God like you think they do. I see them do the enemy's work. I see his thoughts in their eyes. How dark their hearts truly are. It's not my own anger. I know you love them, and you think they know what's best, but their wrong, and you're wrong to trust them. They're toxic, and they'll hurt you in the long run. I'm sorry to tell you.
So here's the deal. It hurts that you're gone, and won't be in my future. However, I don't want you back anymore. I wouldn't want your sick family around my children when they're born. I pray you see through them soon, and do something about your dependence on them. They're destroying you.
Run for it cupcake -John
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02-28-2011, 06:14 AM
Dear Karma,
I don't understand why I have ALWAYS gotten the s*itty end of the stick in terms of luck & life. How is it that people who have done horrible things get rewarded in the end!? Why is that slutty Natasha becoming a doctor when you know it has always been MY DREAM? Why is that bullying bitch Justine, who's tormented me for a year, getting a job at CBS!? Why is that two-timing Lisa getting accepted into Rutgers?, while I was rejected? Why am I forced to repeat my last year of college and suffering through this stupid depression, while my dad is about to lose his job??? I ask you WHY?? I've been a good person for most of my life - maybe not the best, but at least I didn't back-stab a friend, forced somebody into attempted suicide, or made somebody's life a living hell. Maybe I should start acting like a b*tch just so I could get what I want. is that your message Karma, because I may as well start acting like a cold, heartless harlot right now! But I won't because I'm not that kind of girl.
Get your act together - seriously.
Sincerely,
Pinkii
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02-28-2011, 07:34 AM
Dear PD,
I hate you, I really really do. I don't really hate people too often, but I really hate you. You are a manipulative, horrible mother. You are a horrible person, end of story. You need to be punched in the face. I have been nothing but nice to you, but since I'm dating your son, I am an evil person. No, screw that. You're the person who makes your sons feel like crap and your try to control his life. I love him and I want him to grow as a person. You don't want him to ever leave you and stop doing stuff for you. He is not your slave, he is your son. He is 21 years old and an adult. You should not be trying to control his life. Right now we're planning on getting an apartment together. No, he hasn't told you. Of course he hasn't told you. You have banished me from your house and all but forbidden him from seeing me when I have done nothing to deserve this. You are crazy. Absolutely psycho. And I am done. You are not going to manipulate him and make him feel like crap about himself anymore. It is abusive. YOU are abusive. I don't want it to get to the point where I say it to him, but you are not going to emotionally abuse the man I love any more.
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02-28-2011, 08:12 AM
Dear anyone,
My grandmother just died on Valentines day. Everyone thinks that I am ok... but I'm not. Can you get your heads out of your asses and take time to help me? I need it. I am not ok.
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03-01-2011, 05:32 AM
Dear _____,
I'm so freaking mad at you right now. All I ever do is try to help you. I care about you and I want you to succeed in life. But I'm sick of this. I'm sick of how you always turn down my offers to help. I'm sick of how ______ can help you, but I can't! What the hell is your problem?! Why won't you let me f***ing help you?! But forget it. I give up. You don't want my help and I can see that. Maybe I should just let you do whatever, watch you fall and fail helplessly as I think, "I told you so." I don't know how blind you are that you don't realize how much it frustrates me. Hell, I think we already talked about this before. But whatever. You obviously don't care about your future. I'd give anything to help you move along, but you're satisfied eating and sleeping and doing nothing. You'll only let ______ help you. Heck, you'd probably let anyone except me help you. Wtf? What the hell did I ever do to have you spit in my face like that? I swear to God I should just stop caring. You frustrate me too much.
Sincerely,
ME
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03-01-2011, 07:06 PM
Dear Shannon
I hate you. You're a liar, a bitch and a user. You say you didn't like me in that way from the beginning and thought that I was asking you to go out with me as a friend. BULLSHIT. ABSOLUTE BULLSHIT. Let me make a few points
1. When one asks somebody out as a friend they don't wait until everybody else has gone and then continue to fumble over their words
2. You should have quickly realised that I DID like you in THAT way and ended it if you didn't feel the same, not let it go on for eight months
3. If you didn't like me in that way why did you kiss me and tell me you loved me
On another note, why did you lie about your first kiss? We kissed months ago. This may be your first kiss with HIM, but it isn't your first kiss.
And I love the way you didn't even bother to tell me you had a boyfriend now and let me find out completely by accident. Very nice, especially since we were "friends"
All in all, I'm sick of this. I never want to see your face. I've been getting more and more miserable since November and this is the last straw. I can't take it any more. Get out of my life and don't come near me ever again.
The girl who loved you
P.S. I've only ever talked to Sophie, what? 3 times at most? I don't give a flying fuck what she thinks about me :)
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03-02-2011, 06:50 AM
Well I love this idea and I actually have a few....
The first one I know I have written before as a response to a thread similar...
Dear Self;
You know you need to take the time to take it easy and just not think about things sometimes. You have to remember that you did what you could and some things couldn't be chance, nor could they be helped. Try and remember that life will still offer opportunities but you will have to take them. Sometimes it can all start with just that one small step, so don't hesitate or it could be too late and you could miss the chance. Only look back to remind yourself that it happened and you made it through, don't spend time regretting what you could have done when you were there. Think about what you can do now that you are here. Never be afraid to make mistakes cause like everyone else your aren't perfect and that is okay. Keep on moving forward when others reach out to pull you back. If they wish to drag themselves down, you may lend a hand but keep yourself resting in those stars. There is so much ahead of you that you have yet to discover, life has surprises and hardships but each will let you learn new things. So keep open eyes and an open mind. Share with others but not too much. Take the time to listen and enjoy life, smell the rose. Live, laugh, love.
Sincerely,
Rhi
This next one is to someone very important to me, all the things I wish I'd said but they will never hear.
Dear Silly Boy;
You’ll probably never see this letter, but it’s all the things I had to get out, things I should’ve said but didn’t. Well first I want to say, Thank you. Maybe you don’t get why I choose to say that but it’s because in a sense you saved me. And you probably never knew but you’re my hero. You showed me fun, and with you I had some of the best times in my life. You also saw me as someone who could always smile and that actually made me smile. Truth be told I don’t really think I ever smiled that much until then. But you always made me want to. Yes silly boy, you always could make me laugh, like no one else could and no one really has since. The smiles and laughs I have the pleasure to indulge in now are good but greatly pale in comparison to those then….
And I know I told you that I trusted you, but I’m sure you don’t know just how much. I think I’ll tell you now that it was more than so many other people. Sometimes I still have no idea why. I told you things that no one else knew, I let you in. Not only did you make me feel like I could always trust you, but you made me feel safe. When I was around you it felt like I would be just fine, nothing could hurt me and I could let my walls down and be calm. And when I was worried or afraid, stressed even you could say one thing or even just my name and calm would flood in instantly. I really don’t know how you did it Cory, but you did.
Sorry that this is a scrambled letter, though I guess it doesn’t matter….it just all had to be said. I have one thing I’ve wondered for a while now, one thing that haunts me when the thoughts come rushing in on the wave of memories. Crazy I know, but the mind really is one’s worst enemy, especially one that is overactive. Back when we were friends or whatever that was….Uhm how I say it…I don’t know if you remember the night we stayed in Red Deer, arguing about sleeping if the other would, oh wonderful stubbornness. You playing Halo having and me laughing as I watch the dramatic deaths of the characters. Well you won and when I went to high five you, you held my hand. Later we even cuddled, yea not a big deal but I felt comfortable and it felt right. I had never seen you so calm, it was adorable, and reassuring. Now I look bat and wonder “what if?” What if that night I’d spoken up…and told you how I felt sooner than I did end up doing so, even if maybe you knew? What if I’d asked you how you felt? And why you were getting so close to me? Would it have changed the way things went in the end? Maybe not but I really wish I could know. Even if it wasn’t at that moment I want to know what if I said something.
Did you know that my friends took bets? That my family too? I shook my head and brushed each word off when they said you cared for me. But the truth is I hoped so much that you did. And even though I couldn’t read you that well, I had an idea, I never told anyone. I was waiting until the end of summer so that I could ready myself and be sure. I was going to bring up us….if there was that of course? Never happened though and I’m stuck wondering if there ever could’ve been? I guess even if we’d just been close friends I’d be happy with that because you really were amazing and made me feel alive. Actually when you decided to go back with Heather I told you I was terrified of losing our friendship (For so many reasons I never said) and you told me the reassuring thing ever, you told me not to worry, you promised you’d always be there and we’d always be friends. And guess what? You broke it, and I can’t tell you how much that killed but I never said a word, maybe I never will. Do you even remember that promise? I guess it wouldn’t really matter anyway because you never really talk to me and it seems like you avoid me. I gave up trying of casually text you to chat because there was never really an answer unless it was hours later with an excuse of “no service”, when you could’ve said the truth. I gave up trying to talk because it won’t happen. I heard a few reasons why around the schools but I won’t say what, I guess if you really wanted to tell me why you would. I just wanted you to know that I miss you and maybe something else but yea…..I hope maybe sometime we’ll be able to act as friends again.
Sincerely You’re Friend (?)
Rhi
To My Dearest Friend;
I love you just the way you are, you're absolutely perfect. I don't understand why your cutting and thinking of death or how you can't see yourself the way I do. I wish you could trust me a little more, or at least trust someone before it is too late. Sometimes I may not show it but I love you to death and I literally worry myself sick over you, ever since last year and even more so after you handed me your collection of self harming tools. I'm terrified that one day I'll wake up and you'll be gone. That I'm going to get that dreaded phone call that you just aren't with us anymore. I never want that to happen. Do you remember all the fun we've had? Like the time we stayed up late being "phone stalkers", we phoned everyone from that online xat chat room or at least all out friends, JD, Nick, Thing 1, Ichigo and more. And when Nat wouldn't let us call we had that late night web cam chat. He laughed at how close we were. Best Friends forever. Love you girly.
Your Wifey,
Rhi
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03-02-2011, 08:08 AM
Dear ____,
You're just a fucking cunt. Seriously, all the posts you make are inflammatory and rude, there are a lot better way to say things, but you choose to be snarky, and therefor any future points you may have, I will completely reject just because you're such a bitch. Oh, and the snarkymeaness? It just makes you look fucking immature. Nice going. I bet your momma is so proud of you.
Love,
That chick who is better than you.
Dear girl in the debate forum,
There is absolutely no reason to be sarcastic instead of actually addressing my points. You look immature and childish doing it. But, I guess I should take it as a win, because you clearly can't argue against it.
Love,
Monstahh
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03-02-2011, 07:57 PM
Daerest Job market.
I need you to want me. To need me. To embrace me and hold me close to your bosom. I need a job to buy food. To continue with my life, my education, my being. I feel like you have rejected me even before you got to know me. I am hardworking, reliable, creative, flexible, and patient. But my patience is running thin, and my bank account even thinner. I keep giving and giving and giving but I have yet to hear back from you. You haven't given to me in years. I need this to keep up with my unpaid internship to get the experience you so want me to have. But I can't afford the travel expenses anymore. I need a job, any job to pay for my travel. And I really need a career so I can continue with my life; move in with my fiance, get a house/apartment of our own, and start our lives together. But in order to do that I need you, Job Market, to give me the chance to start everything.
Sincerely,
Me
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03-02-2011, 10:13 PM
Dear Bridget, Sue, Dawn, or Carly;
Please hire me :gonk: Please please please. I need this job so bad.
~Marissa
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03-03-2011, 04:32 AM
Dear Calculus,
Why do you have to be so hard? :gonk: On my last test, I managed to get an A but then you turn around and create a hard as hell test that earned me a whopping C. I'm going to study harder tomorrow and hopefully I'll finally conquer your tricks and wit. Hopefully....
Sincerely,
A worried college girl
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Lovin' It
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03-03-2011, 04:45 AM
Dear Ryan,
You were my best friend since I was in seventh grade. You always had a crush on me but I never did anything about it and never really liked you like that. You were a brother to me and a dear friend. But as we have gotten older all you do is lecture and look down on me like I am a fucking bug. Everything I do you see it as wrong, I probably even fucking breathe incorrectly around you. I am sorry that I date guys and I have found love like you haven't. You are friends with him and even though when we broke up and I was seeing Ameer you looked down on me and did not fucking help at all to make me feel better!
And now, I see you every wednesday night and all I get from you is a wave or a lameass head nod? What is this shit? It seems everytime I even want to talk to you that you are talking with Peter/Hope/Ruth or anyone else not me. And what is with Ruth? You are a year older than me and she is 4 years younger than you. I think you have a thing for her but you have not told me, and probably would deny it. I am sorry I do not take the time out to go to all the swing dance classes that you and your "new" group go to. I am sorry I do not stay after for Refuge to hang out with people I do not know and do not care about.
Can you get your head out of your ass and please be just my friend again? I would like to see my old best friend at some point before I die.
Thanks,
Kara
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03-03-2011, 06:51 AM
Dear ____
I hope you know that you are the reason why I have been trying to kill myself for the past few months. You have been taking my for granted and never trying to give back to me. I have sacrificed so much for you. At least you could give me a hug at night. I am not just acting weird for no good reason. I am acting moody and clingy as you like to say because I am lost and I need you. I thought you said you would be my protection? I have been waking up in the early hours of the morning thinking about you. About how you have been treating me lately. I find it hard everyday to not just pull out my hair and scream. It hurts the way you look at me. Almost no feeling at all. I wish I could just leave you. Leave everybody. I always tell myself before bed how I just want to go to sleep and not wake up. Every night before bed I ask myself the same question every night before bed 'What am I going to look forward to in the morning?' Even though I can never find an answer (and when I do it never motivates me enough to actually take myself seriously) and for some reason I tell myself that you and everyone else would be better off without me. You claim that you would be lost without me, but would you really? What is the point in hearing you say that you need me every time I say I want to take my life? I don’t believe you. I don’t even think you know what you are saying when you say that. I have tried a few types of suicide in the past months. Every time I look at something I think of how I could kill myself with it. Whenever I go to the kitchen I find it hard to open the knife drawer and slit my neck. Whenever I go into the bathroom I want to drown in the tub. You finally realized what you were doing to me. When you told me in the car I was crying. At first they were tears of joy...and then you told me HOW you realized what you were doing to me. It literally felt like a slap to the face. I actually felt my stomach flip when you said what you did. I don’t think anybody else has EVER said anything that has hurt me more. EVER. While we were in the car I asked for paper towels but you said you didn’t have any so I just used my make up remover wipes that I had in my purse. At first I wanted paper towel because I said I was sick so I needed to wipe my nose. You never saw the tears under the brim of my newsboy hat but you heard my sniffling so I simply excused it as my illness. I learned that the makeup remover actually came to my advantage because if you saw my red eyes then I could say the wipe got into my eyes when I was wiping my nose. Luckily you didn’t look at my face when you helped me out of the car. To my advantage it was very dark out and my hat covered over half of my face. When we got into the salon I rushed into the bathroom and curled up on the floor and cried for a good five minutes. I said I was going to reapply my makeup but really I just cried it all off. I had to reapply it over three times because I couldn’t stop crying and messing it all up. I tried to think of happy thought to at least get me to stop crying but all I could think of were the happy times we had together. That made me cry harder. It was hard crying because you didn’t discover what you were doing to me until 11 and it was still 9:40. That hour and twenty minutes were like hell because I wanted to burst out crying every five seconds. You kept asking why I was acting so moody and b*tchy. I wanted to scream 'It's because you have been treating me like crap for the past few months' but I just took a big breath and said i don't know in the most normal voice I could muster up. I really didn't think that night could get any worse...but boy did you prove me wrong! I still cannot believe you asked why I was asking why I was acting so weird and when you normally start naming things that could have set me off the first thing you suggested was so spot on that my stomach flipped again. Not only that but you said it in such a normal tone like nothing was wrong with it that I wanted to kick you in the balls and run away from you and just leave the store and never come back. You said it and I just fell apart. It was a big deal because we were in public. Yeah you probably didn’t notice but I hate making scenes in public but when the words left your mouth I nearly fell to the floor in the makeup department at Fred Myers. I started to cry and you just gave me a hug and said you were sorry. I do not see how the words I’m Sorry change anything. The months of scaring and pain aren’t taken away. I have wondered since I was three years old why we all say those two words and suddenly we think the problem goes away. I always knew that the person at the other end of the apology would not feel good as new. I never realized what it felt like to be hurt so badly and only have two words spoken to you. I never realized how much it stung. It stung like a son of a b*tch. I swear the only thing that prevented me from pulling away from the hug or from punching you or screaming or running away was the simple fact that we were in public. I only hugged you because it hid my face from the cameras and the other people. When I rushed to the bathroom I just continued crying. Another big deal for me because I HATE public restrooms. But I don't think I would rather be out and about in the store with running mascara. You said you would be in the electronic section. great. the department right next to the bathrooms. The main reason I went to the bathroom was to not only clean up, but to get as far away from you as possible. When I reach you in the department all you asked was can I buy you anything. I know It wouldn’t help but would you like anything? Now that question made me want to puke. But I should have seized the opportunity because that is the first tome you have offered to take me shopping for just anything I want in months! That question made me want to cry with joy but the fact that you were only asking to make up for your months worth of f*ck ups kept my face dry and a bone and my stare and cold as ice. That night was very emotional for me but even though I was hurt so badly your expression looked so blank that it burned me. On the way home you asked if I wanted you to get gas for the car so we could drive around and talk but all I wanted was to get home and go right to my room. No hello to anybody else. Just go straight to my room. All I wanted was to calm down. I sat down at my computer because my computer is farthest away from the foot of my bed. Where I hang my purse. I don’t know why but you chose to buy me a new purse knife just 3 hours ago. So ironic that today would actually be the day that I was so upset that I WOULD actually slit my throat. I just wanted to calm down. I quickly loaded my playlist and blasted my music since music is like my anti-depressant. I wanted to play a game or two of balloon on OMGpop but I forgot that you blocked that off my computer. So I was stuck with my playlist and BubbleTown. It lasted for a little bit. Until you decided to talk. I didn’t want to see you. You are so lucky that I didn’t throw my cordless keyboard or my cordless mouse at you. I would have but no matter how mad I am I would never throw them because they are like my babies. Yeah. I show more affection to my computer hardware then you do to me in over three months! I never realized it was over ¼ of a year since you started acting cold and heartless. You have been taking me for granted for far to long mister! I want to get you back. I want to get you back in the most malicious, deviant, sadistic, way possible. Mack my words! I may seem happy and fine right now, but trust me. Every day I may seem to be getting better, but everyday I am getting worse. Everyday the wounds and scars are getting bigger and deeper. They are more painful, they are harder to deal with. They are getting more unbearable by the hour. You know I find it very funny that the first song that we heard when the carstarted was f*cking perfect by P!nk. Ahhhhh. I swear in my times of distress P!nk anways has a song that can make me feel good. But you turned off the radio as soon as you realized the song that was playing. Smooth one. I just wanted to break your hand and get it away from the knob. I would have but you were driving so I couldn’t break your hand no matter how much I wanted to. I wanted to cause you so much pain that night. I wanted to hurt you. Just as bad as you hurt me. But that would be impossible. I wanted to hurt you all at once. But I would never be able to inflict the same pain you did to me to you in such a short time window. No. my pain had months to progress. To get worse. I had a great amount of time to hurt me. I hope one day I get to hurt you like you hurt me. I will get you back. I will make you suffer. I will make you pay.
-TRMC
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03-03-2011, 11:23 PM
Dear Z,
I don't know what your deal is. You say you hate it when people talk about you behind your back and yet you talk about me behind my back. You are a fucking hypocrite. Oh and I love how you also say you hate men who cheat, yet you didn't seem to have a problem with it when you weren't getting any from me. I hate you so much. But it still hurts every time I see you with her. When I see you hold her hand, it stabs a new dagger into my already wounded heart. Every time you hug her, every time you laugh because of her, I always think, "That used to be me." Sometimes I wish you would just disappear so I would never have to see your face again. I also wish I could make you hurt as much as you are hurting me right now. The worst part is you probably don't know how much it hurts because in spite of everything, I'm still in love with you. And when I really think about it, all I want from you is one last kiss. But I know I will never get it. I do wish I could tell you this, but I know that it won't affect you in any way. You took my heart and handed it back to me in little broken pieces and I don't know how long it's going to take me to put it back together. It certainly didn't take you very long, you selfish ass. That's all I really want to say at this point. I know you will never see this, but it makes me feel better knowing that, for some reason. I so hope I can tell you this one day, but for now this will have to do.
S.
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03-04-2011, 12:21 AM
Dear asshole--oh sorry, "Adam,"
I made a topic about you on life issues just to attempt to cope with the fact that you were a completely arrogant, self-centered, irrational jerk to me.
Then I find out the reason behind your so-called "depression." Your brother is transgendered and is becoming a woman. Well, Adam, I can see where you'd be distressed--but stop being intolerant and get over it. You have quite a bit of homosexual tendencies too, and your misogyny against women is obvious.
And you know what else? I don't care if your brother is changing genders. Good for him for being honest with himself! Unlike YOU who treats good people (like me) like shit just because you're insecure about yourself but instead blames it on other people! I'm sickened that you would hide behind your brothers' trans gender as an excuse to act however the hell you feel like acting! You're not eleven anymore and you can't do this to people! You're immature, and you hide it with your arrogance.
You HATED my rejection.
Now you hate me, for no reason at all besides the fact that I wouldn't flirt with you and wanted no romantic business with you. How terrible!
Did you ever think you're the problem, Adam?
The last girlfriend you had only lasted for two months--think about it!
You still don't have my hate--even though I really want to hate you.
But frankly, I know that's what you'd want. You're undeserving. And at most you deserve PITY! You're a homely and SAD human being.
I would just hope that someday you wind up ALONE, without any friends who are supportive and enabling of your shit.
Maybe then you'll see that YOU messed up and not the world.
Sincerely,
That woman who wouldn't date you.
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03-04-2011, 02:55 AM
Dear parents,
What is up with you guys? Are you both really trying to scar me? I mean seriously. Not only did you guys fight all the time and make such violent scenes in your rooms- when us kids were little. But You divorced , and that affected everything from living arrangements to friendships. I never really had a normal friendship all of my life, because I was scared to bring anyone to my house to hang out. There would be no telling what kind of weird and sad things you (mom or dad) would do at the house. I never lasted in one school for very long, because I kept moving all the time. I never had a stable friend. Never. Not once. I always feel so alone. No one ever wants to be with me, and no one ever will. With my anti-social and scared self always worrying about what would happen to me. And always being negative and thinking "what's the point of making a friend , if I would have to say bye to them at anytime soon." I'm too scared to loose anyone else...
You guys were divorced, and I would switch over to mom- then to -dad every other week. There were times when I loved you -Dad- more than my mom. And there were times when I loved -mom- more than you, dad. For the longest time, I loved my dad more. Because he was always there, and he quit drinking ever since my mom moved out. He seemed happier and a better role model. He was my first stable friend. And I was so happy. And now that we made plans to move FARTHER away, and settle down somewhere and never move again after this move. You decide to give my mom, one more chance. And what? You would actually bring her with us? YOu would actually bring the problems back? You guys would just continue where you left off...I can't deal with this anymore! You are HURTING ME! These past 7 months I remembered what it was like to have 2 parents under my roof. I felt like a regular kid again. It made me strangley happy. So happy that I could cry. To have a mom and a dad...to have what I have always wanted. A normal family. I'm so scared because I don't want to loose this AGAIN! But I know. I JUST KNOW! that you guys will do this to me again...And you are...On my birthday, you guys had a big fight and . Dad you were kicking mom out of the house and it just reminded me of the divorce happening all over again.
Thanks. (not really) for that; what an awesome birthday present. I cried myself to sleep. Knowing that I could never actually be happy with both of you. And now I'm not so sure who I want to live with anymore. I don't care. You are both the same. You both want to hurt me. And you don't care! I so would rather live with my grandmother. I just want to run away. I look out of my window from my room and look at the sidewalk and streets, empty. I'm alone again. And I just want to run, run for however far i can go. Run until I feel happy. Run, until I find ...my Home.
Your Daughter...
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03-04-2011, 06:27 PM
You twit. Do you realize how intelligent you are and that you can be better at the things you choose to be passionate about than anyone else in the world? Stop telling yourself that it's better to let others be the leader. You know who you are and you know what you are. Don't fear the power within your own heart and within your own soul.
To me.
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03-04-2011, 09:35 PM
Dear ______ (:
Words can't describe how excited I am that you're coming through next Saturday. I've only spoken to a you a few times, and many two of them have been when I was drunk, but you are such a sweetie it's unreal. You actually made my day when you said you'd come through.
I know that _____ might be a little weird because you and I have gotten closer and she always claimed you as "hers" but it's all good. I'm so happy that she introduced us. What started off as a dare turned into one of the best things ever. I've not felt this excited to see someone since ______ ____ and that turned out pretty awful. I didn't realise how much of a tool he was. With his guy crush on you xD
I really hope that nothing comes up, I can't wait to finally see you (:
From your "favourite" stalker,
_____
xx
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03-04-2011, 10:07 PM
Dear Ben,
I know I'm writing to you again about how you've been behaving lately, but I hate it, so I have to.
How long is this on-and-off thing going to go? It's already been a year. We have fights now and then, but are they seriously serious enough for you to dump me? And then come back again? And I hate how you always attract wannabes and whores when we're off. I know it sounds childish and selfish, but you are MINE. MINE. Also, why did you accuse me of cheating on you with Freewin? He's like my brother. I was just feeling his new haircut, god. Tell Keaton that she's a bitch and no longer one of my friends. First, she teamed up with Grace and stole Anthony. Then Kevin, then Zev, then Jack. Now, she's going after Elliot and you. What is happening to our in-school family?! Corey also hates you and Josh now, because of what you did. Alix is pissed at you in general, and Kendall is depressed because her dad just died in a car crash in his favorite car, and you come in and make a joke of it? How is her family going to live now, her mother has lots of connections, sure, but she can't continue her job as a party organizer because she lost it, because of you.
I really want it back to how we were in elementary and middle school, close-knit and tight, knowing everything. Instead of keeping so many secrets.
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03-04-2011, 10:56 PM
I have to come back to this one :)
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03-05-2011, 05:05 AM
Last edited by sarofset; 03-05-2011 at 07:52 AM..
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03-06-2011, 04:59 AM
To my love,
I am so excited that you are coming to me for spring break. Of all the things, you decide that coming to work with me is a good use of your break. I love you for being understanding and letting me have this opportunity.
Love,
Your girl
To my Parental Units,
Could you please let him sleep with me this time. I know you want me setting a good example for my POS brother who's had more partners and sex than me and he's only 17. But you have to understand that we are engaged, and planning on being together for our lives. Why won't you let him spend the night with me in my bed? We don't do any of that sort of stuff in anybody's house that isn't ours, it's respect. I hardly get to see him with him still in school and me working in Philly now. I want this one week we have together to be spent together, even in sleep. We both sleep better together, calmer more restful sleeps. He's going to be your son-in-law, so please let him be with me.
With love,
Daughter
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03-06-2011, 12:27 PM
To ______
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You had to get a girlfriend didn't you? D':
From _____
xx
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03-06-2011, 10:32 PM
I love you. I don't know if you even realize it, but there it is. I wish you would talk to me, but at the same time, I understand why you don't. I don't think you'll ever realize what an impact you've had on my life. I'm just happy to know that you exist.
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