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Dear parents,
I hope that after the second time that I have woken u up in the middle of the night to unlock the door for me, that you will finally listen to me when I tell you that I don't have a house key, and YES! I deserve one!! !

Dear you

I Hate You, You Destroyed My Life, Maybe It is Just a Delusion, But that's How I Feel It. I Don't want to be Angry at you, I've got no Reason to be upset about something that Happened Seven Years Ago, but sometimes I've got the feeling how Utterly I Despise you. I Know you didn't have those Intentions, But Obsessing over you has cost years of my life. Sometimes I want to Apologize about the Things I've done to you. I Hate Myself, Because I'm Miserable, Because I'm nothing. It's not your Fault, It never was, but why do I blame you? why can't I just let it be? I'm afraid of you, afraid of meeting you someday, of watching you in your eyes, and see what I've become. I hate myself, of not resisting this. I'm a mess, an emotional mess. I'm sorry for everything I've ever done.

me.

Two letters, because I am a MAVERICK.

Dear self;

You suck. You suck for worrying so much about school WHEN YOU LIKE IT and about making a good impression when you have NEVER given any care to that before. You suck for being so materialistic and needing to get and get and get. And mostly, you suck for looking through pages and pages of threads on here, where you never ever ever post, instead of just making the thread that you want.

Yours forever,

Me.

Dear person;

I settle for calling you "person" because your first name feels wrong, your last name is out of the question, your title feels wrong in this context, and "potential friend" is weird. Anyway: I have Asperger's Syndrome. And I want to make you understand. But on the other hand, I don't know if you need to understand. You have another life and you have no personal stock in me and I'm just a number and all that, but I KNOW that you would comfort me and probably tell me that I'm special. I wanna see you so badly right now, but I don't know what I'd do. And God knows I don't want a repeat of that other unfortunate situation. You know, the one you don't know about. Handshakes (for now),

Me.

Dear thing:

Sometimes I think you dump too much on me. Not because I mind, but I feel bad if I fail. And people who are that far gone are hard to bring back, let alone two of them. I sure as hell hope your faith in me is justified because otherwise I am going to have an incredibly hard time facing the consequences of your lack of foresight / unjustified faith.

Dear person 1:
I sincerely hope you come back having grown and with your senses intact, There are people in your life who are not good people - and I would hate to have to watch you learn the hard way.
If you thinking hanging out with people who lie about themselves, their collegues and aqquaintences won't lie about you and your friends- you're in for a shock.
And if you hand out with people who think it's ok to sexually assult women - don't be surprised when they do something to get back at you for protecting said women.
Your size might save you from them trying to physically assult you but they will find another way, I can guaranette you.

Dear person 2:
Please don't make this harder than it needs to be.

To my old High school class:

I hate every single one of you, except my 2 friends S and V, who always took me for who I was.
Now That you all try to get friends with me on Facebook, I can see how pathetic you really were. You all were so "awesome" back then, but now your nothing more then the workforce that has to clean my toilet. f**k you all, and I hope you will one day regret all you have done and that now in turn you can feel miserable!

Sincerely,

The fat whale.

Dear TLC,

You have to be the most stunningly brilliantly, inherently good-hearted, utterly interesting, wholly amazing, and altogether most wonderful person I have ever met.

This is why I have to end things with you.

You see, I am not physically attracted to you in any way, shape, or form. In fact, I am no longer sure that I am even emotionally attached to you. At one point, I thought I may have fallen in love with you romantically. Maybe this was the case; maybe I was a confused teenager. I know now, however, that what is flowing between us isn't love-- at least not in the way that you deserve it. You deserve somebody who is deeply, truly, completely absorbed in every aspect of you. You deserve somebody who will talk to you more than once every few weeks, who will actually take the time out of their day to visit you, who will be able to engage with you on your specific intellectual wavelength, who will be able to challenge you, who will truly light up your world, who will give you all of the adoration and affection that you deserve...
...who is not me.

Sara Teasdale said it best in her poem "I Am Not Yours"; I cannot get lost in you.

"You love me, and I find you still/ A spirit beautiful and bright,/Yet I am I, who long to be/Lost as a light is lost in light."

May you one day find the light that leaves you absolutely and utterly lost in love.

Sincerely,

That Very Distant Girlfriend Of Yours That Does Not Have The Guts To Tell You The Above To Your Face

Dear you and you,

What the two of you did to me was wrong. The fact that I didn't see the emotional abuse you were putting me through for what it was, that doesn't make it my fault. For years, you treated me like crap, when I was always there for you, even during the worst times of my life, I always put you first. You destroyed a part of me, you destroyed the last of my self-esteem. You made me feel like I wasn't worthy of being alive.
If I was as heartless as you are, I would wish horrible things to happen to you, but instead I'm gonna wish that no one else as vulnerable as me ever becomes the object of your cruelty.
You once asked me who was the person I hated the most. I told you in spite of everything, I never really hated anyone. Well, I hate you both. You taught me hate. I will never forgive you for that.

Me.

Dear Katrina,

We used to be great friends. We always worked together on projects, and sat next to each other at lunch. I even came over to your house, twice!

Then you decided to let Roxy join our group.

Me and Esme (the other group member) then started to notice you were spending more Time with Roxy then us. However, you still hung out with us, so we were fine with it, I guess. Then Roxy made another friend, Melinda.Then you got to know Melinda, and liked her. You then formed a little group with them. Now you never talk to me! You ignore me, never even notice me saying hi to you in the halls. I have been forgotten. Thanks alot for abandoning me. I have been very upset lately because of you.THANKS ALOT.

Sincerely, Me.

I refuse to join any club that would have me as a member.--Groucho Marx

Dear Serenity;

We have not had an earnest conversation since July, but we had started growing apart much prior to that. I do not know where or how it all started, but I fear that I know where it is going to end. I understand that people simply grow tired of each other, and you have every reason in the world to grow tired of me. I'm emotionally needy; I do not know which boundaries are safe to cross and when. In the ten-or-so years that we have known each other, I have not matured much emotionally, though you most certainly have. You delve deeply into the arena of anime, while I never could penetrate past the barrier of such Americanized anime as Yu-Gi-Oh!. You have new friends, those that share your interests and aren't awkward or moody or crazy or...me. I understand how you could grow tired of me.

I am not tired of you, however;

You are literally the best friend I have ever had in my entire life.

I miss you. I really, really, really miss you. I miss you so much that the hollowness it leaves in my chest makes it difficult to breathe sometimes. I miss you so much that you paint yourself unto the surface of my subconscious. I miss you more than I can ever comprehend.

But I don't deserve you; I'm aware of that. You would be much happier without having to carry around the baggage of my peculiarities. I have inflicted unintentional scars unto you that will never heal until you abandon me completely, I know. It won't be much longer until I am off to college and you are off to college and we will drift further and further apart until I am nothing but a page in a scrapbook abandoned in an old closet. I wish nothing but the best for you, and, if this is a part of that, then so be it.

I am sorry for any damage that I have inflicted upon you and wish that any wounds that you hold will soon heal.

Thank you, though, for everything. Thank you for the most wonderful memories of my childhood. Thank you for making me laugh, for making me smile, and for making me whole. Thank you for showing me compassion and companionship when I was so undeserving of it. Thank you for bringing light unto my life. Thank you for everything.

I love you-- forever and for always.

Live long and prosper.

Sincerely,
That Kid Who Didn't Know What A "Goth" Was Until You Introduced The Concept To Me By Coloring That Fish At Daycare Black-Or-Was-It-Dark-Purple?

I can never shake the fear that I'm being patronized or jerked around. I always have doubt nipping at my heels, and I never can stomp it out.

dear vile dirty old man


stop sending me horrible pictures of your discusting flacid dick.

i am NOT f*****g INTRESTED - you are old enough to be my dad and the thought of doing anything with you makes me feel pyically sick.



And no matter how much you bug me i am not going to send you photos of my boobs- ima preson, my "big sexy tits" have a heart behind them.


and im saving my body for a wonderrful guy in my life, who loves and respects me and will make love to me better than you ever could

so ....f**k off and take your dirty thoughts with you

rox

It's for the best. Nothing like being completely dismissed. It's always about you, so now it's time to turn the tables.
You initiate everything. You have continued to initiate everything. Then you run. Then you get all haughty that I dare respond to any overture of friendship. It's a circle I'm stopping now.
You gnash and whine and moan when you've been given every opportunity to step up, to man up, to own up, to face up. Your angst is getting old, and I've been pulled into it too many times now.Because I did the invasive and outrageous idiocy of giving a d#mn. You're so wronged, you're so forgiving? You're so deluded. You're so alone, you don't have any friends? Your choice. So suck it up and own your decisions without the handwringing, without the woe is me, without the goodbye cruel world.
Got a problem? It's not yours so why the h#ll are you concerned? Just ignore it.

dear mum


i miss you

im sorry for everything wish things could be alright betweeen us agian

love, your f****d up daughter xx

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