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[17 Feb 2009|12:27am] jukeboxmoney Dear K: I wish you go grow up and speak to me. I wish you would tell me sorry for the last time and mean it. Sorry for the lies and for using me when you knew I was a naive girl who genuinely liked you. It is your fault that I missed out on being with the best guy I have ever met. Because you were here, calling me and what not I ruined my chance of most likely falling in love with the perfect guy. I hate you, that is all you need to know, karma will get you in the end. And don't worry I already wished you were in that plane that crashed, even though you weren't there, you deserved to be for hurting me so bad. I know better now. I would love to see the day you try to talk to me again and I tell you to fuck off, your favorite line. All the good memories of you are overpowered by the bad. I know you dropped out and didn't transfer. Just another one of your lies, my one minute man. -FML 3 comments|post comment

[03 Feb 2009|04:19pm] hearxmexroar Dear B, I had such strong feelings for you. I don't want to hear that I'm "pretty and funny and cool" I want to hear that you like me the way i like you. That you want me. I won't. I find it funny that you hoped i wouldn't like you. How could I not? Let me see, you're attractive, funny, nice, you called me pet names. It was great. You are great. I really mean that, with all of my heart. I figured you had feelings for somebody else but I didn't expect you to lead me on the way that you did. That hurts more than being rejected. You say that you know how this feels. I doubt it. I really thought this could be..... I don't know, that this could be close to perfect. I know that wasn't easy for you, but i wish you could have told me up front that you don't feel the same way. I'm going to try to be your friend. I'm going to try and make things better. I hope this works out. I need you to forgive me for being me. 7 comments|post comment

[31 Jan 2009|11:06am] xflipp3floppx Dear brain, what were you thinking? whatever, you tried something new. at least you know now. get back on your saddle, and pull it together. be calm, collected, confident. they'll come to you. with love, conscience 30 comments|post comment

[16 Jan 2009|07:46pm] hearxmexroar Dear Andrew, I liked you the instant I saw you. You were just so damn attractive. And let me tell you that body was just the icing on the cake. As time went on, and i realized you favored my friend, i began to grow more jealous of her than i already was. It didn't take much time for me to realize that i had no chance in hell, but i had always liked a challenge. I know now that i must have been the most annoying girl ever. I know i still am. I've come to accept that you have your friends, and i am not even close to being one of them, although i wish i was everyday. I always used to base my life, and what i did around you, like the music i listened to, what i watched, and everything else i did, i would do thinking the whole time "Would he like this, is this something that he would do to?". You will have girls that you like, and i won't ever be one of those incredibly lucky women. I believe that you used me for your entertainment. I was just a useless puppet to you. I just hope that you can forgive me for wasting your precious time. I wish that i had a chance. Even the tiniest sliver of hope would just make me so happy. I know nothing will ever come of it, but i can't help wishing you would fall for me just half as hard as i fell for you. I just cant figure out why you would toy with my emotions like that? scratch that, i know why, you didn't realize what you were doing to me. You didn't see that every time you would text me out of the blue, it would light up my world. when you said you would dance in the rain, that made my week. The little things that made me so angry, that i now realize i love.. I KNOW i should get over you and move on, find someone who will be good for me, but its too hard for me to let go of you. I don't think you know how bad it hurt when you didn't talk to me, or when you would be angry at me. I considered doing so many things, i would never even give thought to for anyone else, but they're all pointless. I wish you the happiest life a man could have. Love, The girl that can't get over you 15 comments|post comment

[05 Jan 2009|12:34am] anonymous15 Beautiful, I know that we are both in a realtionship, but yet we seem to want eachother... But I just don't know if it'll work between us. I'm unsure as to how it would work. I don't want to throw away three years with him, for what could possibaly be a one night stand. I've never wanted a girl this bad... You're the first. But I'm just so unsure on what I should do right now. I know it's hurting you, but also realize that it is hurting me too. I'm sorry for the pain I've caused to you. Please just don't hate me, that's all I ask. I know everyone thinks that we have something going on.. and we don't really. Just talking. But I do want you. I can't deny that truth. I wish that I would have met you three years ago rather than him sometimes... I'm sorry... Jessi 1 comment|post comment

Dear you [03 Jan 2009|07:27pm] personal_42 Dear you, Could you give me my thoughts back? I really miss them. I used to go on these long, long bouts on thinking and I'd wonder about everything from where the light in the fridge is where it isn't on to why the most successful authors you read about never appear in interviews but for once a year, maybe. I used to be all right before you arrived, and now I'm but a blathering fool where I used to be fairly level-headed and calm. Please, heart. Stop taking control of my head. Love, me 1 comment|post comment

[15 Dec 2008|12:49pm] forever_naive Dear Therapist, I've erased my letter to you, because the words I wrote are words that are better said in person or better left unsaid. I certainly don't want you or someone else to wander across this page (as unlikely as that may be) and find my vulnerable moment of truth. In time I may confront you about your behaviour with me, if my judgement permits me to. However, it is equally as likely that I will wander into nothingness, before you have any time to wonder where I went. It's just the way things have to be between us. At this point in my life, (ironically enough) my strength and my happiness are much to fragile to be tampered with or tainted with dramatics of any kind. A day wiser, Your Patient (and nothing more) 17 comments|post comment

Dear friend [06 Dec 2008|10:55am] xfactrvixen [ mood | melancholy ] I read what you wrote and I wonder. I place myself between the lines. I wonder if you understood the cruelty in what you said to me? I wonder if there's a subtext, just below the surface and if you'd notice my subtexts, and then I wonder if you read what wrote at all. It is at this point I become sure that you did not. You didn't read it, you didn't understand what you were saying, you really believed it all meant nothing to me. I meant nothing to you, so why not? I suppose I was relatively easy to forget all this time. I don't try hard enough, because I don't want to look desperate. I want to be the only one who knows I'm already trying too hard. Is this my undying quest to have my love returned? Perhaps. I suppose in my own way I will always love you. It's odd that you should mention letting go... you forced someone to let go once, do you remember? Of course not... it was me. I held on to you for no reason long enough to catch your attention for a moment... just a moment. And moments don't mean much right? At first I was happy, then it ached. I accepted the aching, even embraced it. The shooting pain came next, like a dagger in my throat that would stop my breathe when you asked "what's wrong" and force me to think about it... to edit my reply. I lied to you for your sake. I intended to tell you once... got up the nerve to say it, even planned what to say. I said it to myself a thousand times. I picked up the phone to call you and it rang... it was you. You were calling to tell me all about her. The ache had begun to bleed and within a month I was emotionally exsanguinated. Of course I contacted you again. Of course I got drunk and said too much. Of course you never knew. I'm made of steel, dear, whether it's obvious or not. I guess you found the window five years too late. So what has changed? I still love you. I'd still die for you. I'd still hold you. I still miss you. I'd still bleed for you and somewhere in this mess I probably still do. I just won't fuck anymore. That's reserved for my husband who I am undeniably in love with. You weren't the first, not the last either, but you'll always be a part of this mess. Somewhere in this tangled underbrush of my psyche, you were one of the great loves of my life. They are few, and they are precious to me... most of them will never know that. I hope some day you realize what you mean to me now and that when I say I will be there if you need anything, I mean anything. You can come to me for literally anything but sex. Conversely I often hope you never realize what you meant to my back then... I wouldn't want you carrying that kind of guilt. ~x 11 comments|post comment

[21 Nov 2008|04:07am] xfactrvixen [ mood | confused ] Dear Z, I hope you see this letter. I hope you never find it.( Read More ) I'm still in love with you. I still fucking hate you. All my love/hate, X 4 comments|post comment

[16 Nov 2008|03:44am] overtheshoulder dear you, how can it be that i'll have a really cool and chill night and then when i come home all i want to think about is you? none of my friends make me depressed when i get home, they just make me pleasantly nostalgic or excited. but you... your absence in my life, but the presence of knowledge of knowing you're still roaming somewhere makes me so sad, because i desperately wanted back your friendship, but too much got in the way and it never helped me get over liking you. fix this, please?

[09 Nov 2008|11:36pm] overtheshoulder [ mood | despair.resentment ] [ music | the runner.kings of leon ] dear jeff, over and over i want to tell you plainly how i feel, which differs greatly from what i told you. I still like you, but i'm frustrated, I guess. There have been so many times that I died inside just hoping to tell you something, but it just doesn't work that way now. and i have no male counterpart anymore. It used to be you, or even erik. I wish i could tell you not just insignifcant details, but questions in my head that i know you would have loved to try to answer. No one had a fervor to learn like you, and i feel like i lost you. Am I a sign of bad times for you? Do you no longer want to talk to me like we did? I miss your friendship so much, but sometimes your lack of presence is enough to help me hate you. And sometimes hating you feels good, because i can pretend i didn't really feel anything for you. I dunno, help me out here, please? stop leaving me on this thread. Tell me something that can make me hate you and forget you. Or make it so that I can have hope in you. But I haven't been breathing since we last had a genuine connection. that was seven months ago. I want to breathe again.

[05 Nov 2008|12:36am] kinkix3reggae Dear Leslie, Please dont mess it up this time. ♥ 12 comments|post comment

[30 Oct 2008|01:04am] obscurityx Dear love of my life, I think about you every day. Honestly. I was in class the other day and I flipped through my notebook. I still have doodles of hearts and your name. Wasn't sure why it made me smile, considering we haven't been together in a long time. I should've just torn them out and thrown them away. God, you have no idea how angry it makes me to think about us. I would give the world to be with you again. I can't find interest in anyone. I never could, not before, not after. I've tried, trust me. I've tried to date other people, but it just doesn't work. It doesn't seem right, even after the long months we've been apart. You're an infection inside my soul, my being, my dreams, my thoughts. You're under my skin and in my system, and I just can't get you out of my fucking head. I want you gone. I want to STOP being miserable without you here. I want to be able to look at my friends holding hands, and not want to run away sick because I miss the way we used to be. The love we had. I HATE IT. I just WISH YOU WERE GONE. And I can't stop... Even now, I'm talking about you, writing about you. You've gotten so deep inside my heart... It's infesting my soul... Babe... I'm nothing without you... My existence is pure depression, pure misery without you. I can't wake up in the morning and enjoy it. I can't go through the day without wanting to just go into a coma to stop thinking about you. I need you. I need you like a heroin addict. Please, listen; Me 34 comments|post comment

I Hope You Feel The Same ♥ [23 Oct 2008|06:44am] thisisthecalm Dear beloved. You're not even doing anything. But you're making this the hardest thing that I've ever had to endure. And I will not let go. You're going to love your birthday present. I hope. Let's hope. 39 comments|post comment

Your Curly Hair And A Voting Booth [22 Oct 2008|05:06am] thisisthecalm [ mood | restless ] [ music | Death Cab For Cutie ] Dear Tyson, It's 5:00 in the morning and I miss you. I don't sleep at night anymore, instead I stay awake and listen to every song that ever reminded me of you. I do this to myself, you don't have to remind me. There are days where I want to see you more than anything, but the second you come within two feet of me, I start to shake. We had everything that best friends needed, and we were well on our way to having everything lovers needed. You are such a good person, I wish that I could tell you all the things about you that I love. Your birthday is coming up soon, 7 days actually, and I'm hardly ready for it. I'm trying to hard to muster up enough composure to really sit down and write something for you. I was planning on giving you a mix CD with songs you've never heard of, but I know for sure you'd take to heart. Unfortunately, I can't seem to think of any that would fit perfectly other than "Your Birthday Present" by The Good Life. So be it, I'll make a one track disc with the most fitting song of them all. I know you said that you have no idea how I turned you into someone that gets songs written about them, but I did nothing of the sort. You just happened to cross paths with a writer, it's not my fault I fell in love. I still wear your clothes to bed, you know and I kiss your picture once I've woken up each morning. It helps me feel closer to you. There are times when I'm so infuriated with you that I just don't know what to do with myself, but we both know that I love you so much. I wish we could've fixed things the right way. I wish I would have calmed down and settled for the friends you decided to keep in your life. But you did choose between friends, and I seem to be the one getting pushed away. I said I would never let go, and I said it before we were even together. I told you that I will always be with you, and I promised that I would forever love you, and I swear that I'll stand by those words. You're so far away that it feels like you're dead sometimes. Like I should be visiting your tombstone rather than waiting in my driveway for you to pick me up for work. Who am I kidding, my mind wanders farther than I wish it too and my imagination is outrageous. I'll be writing to you often, so keep your heart open. I love you. Love always, Baby Jelly. 79 comments|post comment

[21 Oct 2008|06:44pm] knaimoli [ mood | discontent ] Dear Mom, Dad, Louis, Thank you for everything you've done since I sprung the news on you. I'm sorry I had to move out when you were going away and to tell you so soon before I moved out. I didn't mean to hurt you or make you cry. But this is probably the best thing for everyone. Now we don't fight anymore, but I miss fighting, I think. I miss all you guys and I don't see any of you enough. I wish it didn't have to be like this though. Love your daughter, Kate ♥ 44 comments|post comment

New to Community [20 Oct 2008|09:03am] knaimoli [ mood | creative ] Dear Ed, It's been two years now and there's so much I want to say and ask, but I just can't because you will never answer me. I feel so mistreated sometimes, like you want to control me and I can't have my own feelings or wants in this relationship. You took me away from my family and now you get mad at me when I want to see them and spend time with you. I do not want to keep having to have these two separate lives. It sucks. I always wanted to know about who you are talking to when I am not around. Do you still talk to all those old bitches? Or are you done with that? You get mad at me for mentioning my boss, but when I go on our computer all I see is naked women and women as your friends on your myspace. Now granted, you do have a music thing and have female fans, but come on do you really need to be watching all that porn all the time? I don't get it, if I was on the computer looking for naked men you would probably freak the fuck out, but its perfectly ok for you. Theres so much more than just this that I want to say or ask but I can't say it to you. It sucks. Love Reds ♥ 7 comments|post comment

hope faith and love [10 Oct 2008|12:44am] silly_sally [ mood | confused ] dear you* why do you always come back in to MY life YOU are ALWAYS there i CHOOSE to FORGET you but i CANT you everywhere RED BRIGHT INFECTIOUS i hate you ..I HATE YOU.. i hate you please cant you just GO AWAY and let me live my life as a normal human would!!!!! WHY do you have to TORMENT ME like this I see YOU everywhere on MY body i can almost taste you the PAIN you give me the JOY you give me it's that UN FORGETFUL feeling you let me release but I am STRONGER then YOU think I am WISE I am BEAUTIFUL I HAVE FAITH I HAVE HOPE I AM STRONG I DONT NEEEEED YOU ANYMORE you are a aweful creation i am sorry if i hurt your feelings if i could... i would hug you though now is the time...you need to let me go. i am sorry p.s (((LOVE IS THE MOVEMENT RESCUE IS POSSIBLE))) he* she* them* us* we *you* me* TOGETHER... WE are STRONGER then YOU YOU dont deserve US you dont deserve me face the facts ...you're done and over with 32 comments|post comment

[08 Oct 2008|02:40pm] anonymous15 [ music | I don't Care - Apocalytica ] I love you, but I dont know how to express it because we're both in a new relationship now, and I'm scared that we just wont make it in the end. I've been with him for three years now, but I've been talking to you for six years now. What ever happened to us? I don't understand what I did wrong, or you did wrong. All I know is that I miss you so much, but I'm scared to death of what would happen if I were to leave him for you. Would you be able to leave her for me? COmpletely or are we just going to keep playing these games with eachother... Saying how we were suppose to be together and that we can do it, but never attempting to do so with what we've said?!! I don't want to lose you out of my life, ever. But as life continues on, and we grow older and get married, are we still going to be able to talk to eachother, or will we be more devoted to the ones we're with now. I mean you've already purposed to her, which I'm happy for the both of you, but I think it's time that we let go of eachother now, and forever. I can't take this anymore because I feel guilty no matter which way I look at it because I do love you both very much, but I can only truly love one, but first I have to be true to myself before I can ever be true to anyone else in my life. I'm sorry, but I have to let go... Always, Jessi 39 comments|post comment

[08 Oct 2008|05:57am] lilith_walls [ mood | Devastated, still ] [ music | Staind -outside ] Dear cam I blame you. Logically I know it’s not all your fault. And that you must have been dealing with some horrible things to get to that point. And I will always love you, so much... but, a part of me will never be able to forgive you. I was thirteen years old. THIRTEEN!! And you wrote about how you would always love me, and how you were so proud of me. That you knew no matter what I chose to do to in life I would succeed. Those were the kindest words I have ever heard you direct towards me, and you waited to put them in a suicide note! How dare you! How can you even fucking mention that you love me, when you were planning on leaving me! You had no right! No right to say those things, those words that have haunted me for the past five years. I fucking found you! I saw you like that, lying on our parent’s bed, deathly pale, blood caked on to your throat. Even now I still can’t get that image out of my head. I can’t get the memory of how dead inside you looked. Fine you survived, we got you to the hospital in time, but it doesn’t change what you did. It doesn’t change that for months later O couldn’t get the image of a bloody nice sitting on our bathroom floor and the ring of caked on blood in the bath tub. Yeah, I found that little display. Because of you, I learned how to lie, and fake smiles. How to pretend and manipulate others to believe I’m happy. I felt so isolated from everyone around me; none of my friends could’ve known how to deal with it. Hell, I didn’t know how to deal with it, still don’t. I had no one to talk to; we never even mentioned it at home. We all pretended like everything was fine, perfect. But it wasn’t, I wasn’t. It hurt, so much, and I was so confused and over=whelmed and terrified. It was your suicide attempt that trigged my depression. Made me first feel like this. Caused me to rely on slicing open my own skin. You’re fault. Sincerely, The sister you forgot about 28 comments|post comment

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