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Dear so-called "normal" people who cause pain,
Yes, I do have feelings, though I don't always express them in the usual way, and my eyes don't typically produce excess amounts of saline, as do most females'. Why don't more of you ask questions instead of assuming you know things about me? I think more than you give me credit for, and you think I'm frigging stupid. Well, I think you're brainless, disgusting vermin, for which this world has no need. I know I use big words, and I refuse to speak at your level. The intelligent humans need a few of you around so we can continue ordering fast food, just stop having so many damn kids before you destroy all life on this planet. My gosh, get a TV so you'll have something else to do besides staring at me and f---ing one another, and then teaching your brain-dead kids to stare at people like me. Since I'm blind, I must be helpless and pityed, either that or everything I do must be AMAZING. You almost always look at me either through a microscope, or a telescope; you never see me as a person. And you doctors are some of the worst, because you think all my Aspie traits show up because I'm blind. Most blind people are just as messed up as the rest of society, and they think I'm just as weird. Since I'm a woman, I should be caring and nurturing and expect to have a few kids at some point. Also I should dress feminine, and take an interest in some of the dumb things girls like, such as shopping. Forget it! You people make me sick! And KEEP YOUR HANDS OFF ME! It's painful. Maybe you'd actually hear me if you turned down that bass thumpin "music" you got goin on there.. One more thing. I know I've got more brain sense than several of you put together, but if you're one of those few who realize this, please don't expect me to read your mind. Just tell me whatever it is you're trying to say. It'd really be a good idea to accept those who stand out, because many of us want to make this world a better place to live.
Sincerely POed
Amanda

Dear Ms S.,

For the n+xth time! I can not do sports the way you or the class can. If you noticed, I wear glasses and I told repeatedly that I have no depth perception. We even agreed on a way to deal with the situation that I consider okay (remember? sending me a mail and give me a written excercise on classes, where you do things like basketball or 'Völkerball' or stupid things like that, I just CAN NOT F*CKING DO). I think this is the n+xth time, where you not forgot to send a message, but honestly expected me to do it. I wish you didn't think with your muscles but with your BRAIN when you, shocked and unprepared as usual, give me tasks to do instead. Table tennis is about the WORST alternative idea ever! DID YOU REALIZE HOW YOU INSULTED ME BY THIS? DID YOU REALIZE THAT TABLE TENNIS WOULD SOLELY OF ME HAVING TO PICK UP THE BALL AFTER FAILING TO HIT IT? I HAVE NO DEPTH PERCEPTION AND TRIED ALL THESE 'FUNNY GAMES' ALREADY - and sucked at them so much, even other first timers said that I was just horrible! I know(hope) it is not your intention to insult and discourage me, I do not think that I'm that important. I however do think that I should either be integrated or exempt from your course.

ISOR,
me.

From me to you...enjoy!

Dear Kevin-John,

Next time I write you a letter like the one above, tell me to forget it. You did it again. You surpassed all my judgements and you succeeded in making me feel special again.

What would I do without you? You handsome git you!

Love forever

Lady Git.

LOL!! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !

Dear Society,

I've stopped playing your games a little over a year, ago and I'm proud of myself. If I have to look like a slut, in order to be normal, than I don't want to be normal, at all.

Sid :O)

dear you,
i'm not going to apologize.
i won't.
just know that you really know how to hurt someone.
especially when i have already told you how you do it and why it does.
thanks for your understanding...
(that was sarcasm, btw.)
i gotta go try and get my happy back.
i won't be talking to you for a while.
i don't much like you right now.

me.

Humanity.

Poor things. It's coming.

To Him,

I know I have problems, I told you before anything started that I do, so why did you chose to freak out when you did? If you cared about me, you wouldn't have done that to me. It's your problem, not mine. I liked you more than you will ever know. I'm not your disposable girlfriend, the end.

~Me

dear you,
today i came to the realization that i'm going to be okay.
and that i don't need you to hold my hand for everything.
i can do this by myself and for myself.
but i'd still like you there with me.
...just in case.
but mostly because i like the person you are.
you are my friend.
and i am yours.

me.

Dear Me,
At the group interview on Saturday, you must not forget to talk.
Good luck.

- Me -

Dear nose.

I'm trading you in.

Moi.

Dear world,

I am getting a gun - not for suicude but as a method to get the information which you think will fly to me through the air. I will get a gun, point it at your chest and politely ask you what the requirements for the issue in question are. I am sorry for being that drastic but after today, I think I need it.

ISOR,
me

dear tf,

yes, you are sweet.
and yes, i'd still do you in a heartbeat.
and yes, i'm still a flirt. lol

luv me.

Biological family,

I love you, but I can't stand you. Sometimes I feel like I should get away, I have to get away.

Not me.