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+1. Story of my life.

Dear Home Hospital Teacher,

From the first moment I laid eyes on your fat-ass, I knew we would not get along. You tried to teach me Spanish without knowing it yourself. You forced me to take Algebra again even though I had an A in it my freshman year. I got a B the second time, because it was so pointless.

You said I would not go to college. Well, I went to college. And I did better than your mountain of lard could ever predict. Suck it.

From Johnathan.

Just gonna write a few things I could /never/ say to the person and need to get out, as some form of release.

Dear Beowulf,
I still miss you sometimes, and I do wish you'd contact me as a friend. I'm not sure I still view you romantically but I still miss all those conversations. I know I'll get over you, though, and I need to let go of always wondering if you're okay. I just don't see what your problem is, I've tried my hardest, and it's the thought that I could try harder, that stops me from letting you go in my mind. I think that's all I want to say.
-Annie.

Dear Austin,
Ever since a few nights ago when that whole incident happened, I've started viewing you as more than a best friend as it's creeping me out, I never thought that would happen with you. I now hang on your every word and want you to be more than my friend. I know what your attitudes to sex are, that sex is just sex, and mine aren't the same, and we both know what because we're both open. Some part of me hopes you're saying it's 'just sex' because you're always scared of your romantic feelings for others or just don't want to tell me. I'd never tell you this because I don't want you to think I'm stupid so I'm pretending like, for me, it's just sex too, but I love you as more than a friend, and I wish you'd be mine.
-Annie.

Dear unknown, does it really matter that I did my best but, more or less wound up making too many mistakes.. Oh well.


Signed,
ProfessorX

Dear ProfX, good to see you back.

Seconded. A lot of people seem to know you around here.

Dear Booyakasha and Chrissyrun thanks..


Signed,
ProfessorX

Dear Dad,

You gave me an 'X' chromosome instead of a 'Y' chromosome. My transgenderism is not my fault. It's yours.

From your Son

dear you.

my heart just broke for you. i'll fix yours. i promise.

love me. x

Dear You,

I was going to ask you out the day you told me you'd decided to go out with another guy after a year of us not-dating.

- Me

Dear NT members of my family,

When we are having a discussion which involves you describing something to me and I ask a question to confirm I am thinking about the same thing you are, dont act like Ive lost my mind and or I am talking rubbish, just answer the question.
A simple example of this would be if you are trying to describe a blue coloured triangle and you say "you know that thing with 3 corners?" and if I say "Im not sure, is it blue?" your answer should not be "No it has 3 corners" the answer should be "yes it is blue" or "I dont recall what colour it is" these answers would greatly help me in matching up the images in my head with the images you are trying to describe.
Im not trying to trick you by asking questions I simply know that my view of the world is different to yours and discussing things will ensure we are both talking about the same thing. Its taken me a long time to realise my view of the world is not wrong, it is my view and I shouldnt be trying to see the world the same way you do. We should work together to create a world we can both relate to.

From your resident Aspie.

Dear MissConstrue, I doubt you recall me these days with all that goes on her at WP but, you along with a small handful of people have actually proved to me that there are still some people out there whom are neither vain nor shallow anyways, I'd hope that wherever you are in life now your doing well.. A forgotten acquaintance..

she still posts, somewhat infrequently but she does

Well I feel kind of stupid having sent a letter to myself so let's just erase this.

Dear Gerard,

Don't be surprised if I'm quiet around you from now on. You've pushed the wrong buttons yesterday morning. I don't open myself to people who push my buttons. You will never f*****g make me hate The Kinks, you scumbag!

Mick - Ray when I'm stressed

You aren't stupid.
And I've often found that getting my thoughts down into concrete form is a way of getting me to listen to myself, so letters to oneself isn't a totally stupid idea.

Hey You,

I just want you to know, I did want to kiss you the other night. And I'm sorry that I may not always have the right things to say. But I hope you know, or will in time, that I am always willing to listen.

I miss you, I adore you. I wish we could have more.

Love,

Me