unsent letters

Sun, 10 Apr 2011 16:18:07 GMT

Dear You,

When I first met you, I didn't think anything of you. I was miserable at the time. I had no intention of meeting your brother (my friend's boyfriend) and was just angry at the fact that I was forced to watch a movie that was on my "I'll see it at the cheap theater" list for full-price. I just wanted a girl's day.

The next time I saw you, I ended up speaking with you. You seemed like such a nice guy and I really thought maybe I do want to try a relationship with this guy. And yet, I wasn't sure if I wanted to chance it, because I didn't want to cause problems for my friend. I figured that if we got serious and either she broke up with your brother/vice-versa or something happened with us, that it would be a complete disaster. I decided to make a few subtle moves on you to see how you would react. It seemed like a good reaction. But, I wouldn't try anything big until I spoke to my friend.

The third time I saw you, was the day right after I spent a night out with co-workers at a huge drinking party. I was overtired and didn't really know what was going on, but it was this day that I knew that I wanted to get in a relationship with you. You were kind of quiet, but I could tell that you were sweet. Like, the time that you took some animal feed and ended up getting the animal that I wanted to see over to us. That really touched me. I was really happy.

When you first called me, I was really happy and just didn't know what to say. It was the first time that a guy called me that didn't want to just get in my pants. The one thing about it all was the fact the conversation was really long. I just got off of work and just didn't know what to do. lol.

When we decided to date... that was very interesting. Even though everything was over text-messaging, it meant so much to me. I was really, really happy. And it gave me a reason to not flirt with hundreds of guys on my vacation. The original plan for the vacation was to flirt and go crazy. lol. You changed that though.

As for our first date. I thought that it was cute. I thought that it was adorable that you took so long to just kiss me. We were suppose to watch a movie and never did that. But, everything was a lot of fun.

I'm trying to remember when you started getting really talkative. It took you a few months to really talk a lot. But, once you started talking constantly, that's when you really started to hurt me.

Our first break-up hurt, but I could manage.

Our second break-up was insanely painful, and I tried to get over you. Yet, you figured that you were an idiot for breaking up with me.

This last break-up destroyed me more than you'll ever know. It's been weeks and I still can't get back to my normal self. I'm good at disguising that I'm totally fine, but I know that when I see you next... I'm probably going to be a complete wreck. I don't want that. I want to be able to move forward. But, you know the truth. And the truth is that I love you. I still don't get why we broke up. The night beforehand, you told me that you love me too. Then in the morning it was just a break-up because we live too far away.

And then... I hear from my friend that you're calling me crazy.
I guess that I'll never understand what really went wrong.

I just want you to be clear with me. Clear on the fact of what you want. Do you truly want to be friends with me? Because... I honestly can't be just friends with you. Our relationship was too deep to just be friends. You tell me that I still have a chance with you, but then I find out that you consider me crazy. What exactly do you want from me? You're being too indecisive. And I seriously, seriously can't deal with indecisive. I need to know. I need to know if I should keep you in my life at all or just break all ties with you, If I have to break ties, then I'm losing pretty much all of my friends, because all of my friends now relate to you.

Your ex.

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Dear You & You,

I seriously can't believe how stupid you two are. You can't do anything right when it comes to money, so why did you two get a place together when you two can't afford it? Also, did you seriously think that people would get you items for your ridiculous "housewarming party". Seriously, a registry isn't for things like housewarming. And that housewarming party was a big ass joke anyways.

I can't believe that you two would deem me as some sort of evil incarnate for trying to talk you two out of stupidity. Well, I hope that your happy with your unsatisfied lives (in which I get to hear about from other people).

Your "ex-friend" and "ex-counselor".

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Dear You,

I would very much enjoy it if you would stop boasting about how great your relationship is going. I would like it if you would at least act like a friend and try to understand what I'm going through in life.

Your friend.

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Dear You,

I still feel horrible about a few months ago, and yet you still stand by next to me. You seriously are a wonderful friend and really, I would consider dating you if you just didn't have that appearance. Something about your appearance just turns me off. I feel awful about it, but I can't help it.

Your friend/classmate.

Thu, 20 Jan 2011 01:11:15 GMT

You,

I have absolutely had it with you. I tried to settle this privately and discreetly, I tried to ignore it for the sake of keeping as much peace as I could but it only keeps getting worse and I have had it. I can't take this anymore.

You leaked Shini's entries and when you were called out on that you gave some bullshit excuse that you were doing it to "help". You cried to Axelle when I made one mention of her on my tumblr thus starting a lot of crap and stress that wasn't needed from anyone. You can give whatever excuses you want, but it's nothing but bullshit. Shini had the right to write whatever she wanted and because her entries were locked, she also had the right to privacy with those entries and you violated that, not to mention completely obliterating any kind of trust her, I, and probably others had in you in the process.

I already went over this with you when I emailed you telling you I was cutting you but apparently you haven't learned a fucking thing.

In my case, I know my tumblr is public but there is no fucking reason for you to go crying to Axelle when I made one tiny fucking mention of her. Guess what asshole, it's my fucking blog, I can say what I want in it. Finding out you did that was the final fucking straw and you can sit here and deny it but I still have Axelle's facebook messages.

But now, it gets even better. Not only have you done all this, but now you're also stalking my tumblr and Shini's tumblr. As a matter of fact, Susie DID tell me that you told her I needed psychiatric help or some shit because I'm still grieving over my dad who died over two fucking years ago.

Let's get a few things straight, shall we?

I haven't been in any kind of depression for over a year. However, it is perfectly normal to have days where you miss someone you've lost more intensely than you would other days.

Sometimes I get upset over other things in my (*gasp*) life and I write about it on tumblr, or I'm simply venting there because haha it's my fucking blog and I have that privilege! I haven't gone to your blog or whatever else to pull this shit with you because quite frankly, I don't give a rat's ass how you live your life and you shouldn't care how I live mine. If you actually DID care how I live mine, you would have said a lot more than "I understand" when I emailed you that day. You would be doing more than stalking my blog for ever little text post and going to my friends talking shit to them about how fucking pathetic you think I am.

That is not friendship, that is not caring for someone. This is harassment and it has got to stop. Susie doesn't need this bullshit, neither do Shini or Kei. I don't know what kind of shit you may have said about Shini, but it shouldn't be anything at all. And I hope to fucking God you don't find Kei's blog because she, too, has more to worry about than what a fucking snake is doing lurking on her blog.

There is a difference between venting to your friends when you're upset or concerned about a mutual friend and just fucking starting shit. And you crossed that fucking line.

I have done nothing to you and when I cut you, I confronted you privately about it. But I'm doing trying to keep the peace and trying to civil about this. This shit has been going on far too long. I am done.

You are the biggest motherfucking snake I have ever met and you need to stop this shit right now. Again, we don't give a shit about your life. Stop trying to start shit by snooping about ours, no matter where we are.

And before you even dare asking, Susie does in fact know that I'm making this post and gave me my blessing to do so.

Crossposted from deadletters

Sat, 06 Nov 2010 13:31:38 GMT

Dear you,

As I laid in bed this morning, struggling to fall asleep, I remember just how you use to coax me to bed any time I was ill. It was a comforting thought and combined with the comment you left on our mutual friend's post on Facebook, I considered for the first time in months approaching you in a calm manner to reconcile. Perhaps there could be a friendship there.

I am in the mood for forgiveness. I have considered my mother prior to this, my siblings prior to her, and now you. Every time I forgive someone who has harmed me in the past though, history always repeats itself. I know you aren't worth it as a friend, so why do I want to make things right with you of all people?

Your ex.

ranting/venting because I can never say this to them.

Fri, 21 May 2010 02:19:08 GMT

Dear You,

I love how you'll support me on Facebook, in public where everyone can see you being a good aunt, then turn around and tear me down via text. You're such a goddamn bitch, I don't know how you've been married three times. You're a stuck up, horrible, terrible person who butts into other people's business when your opinion is beyond not wanted. You have no fucking right to look at me like I'm less than you. Fuck you. Step into my shoes for a change, see how I feel. Also, yes, I am in fact ignoring you.

Back the fuck off.

Your niece.

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Dear You x2,

How dare you tell everyone and their goddamn children about how much I screw up? You're lucky you're almost 80 or I'd tear into you, too. I'm sick to death of living with you, having you treat me like I'm stupid, lazy, and worthless. If I wanted that, I'd live at home. At least there I can sleep in my own bed.

Kindly stay out of my life.
Your granddaughter.

-

Dear Parental Units,

I wish you were on my side. That hurts more than anything. But you're both so wrapped up in believing I can succeed, placing all of your hopes on me, thinking that if I succeed in life, all of your failures are justified, that you can't see that I'm as fucked up as the rest of you.

your daughter.

-

Dear You and You,

I love you two so much. You're the only ones who've stood by me, helped me, when I needed it. Thank you.

Love,
Your sister & friend.

Fri, 07 May 2010 11:18:54 GMT

Dear Breagha,

Why so fussy tonight, Monkey? What's with all the screaming? My shoulder hurts from having to carry you around, and I ran out of new songs to sing to you hours ago.

I love you, but the demonic screeching? Noooooo.

Love always,
Frustrated Mama-Bear

Wed, 03 Mar 2010 22:54:51 GMT

Dear you,

Why couldn't you have loved me better? I know you loved me, but you are awful at relationships and treating people the way they deserve to be treated. I will always love you, and I wish when we ended things we didn't have to be so miserable. Even though I didn't do anything, I still feel like it was somehow my fault. Regardless of the way you treated me, all I want is for you to find happiness.

Sincerely,
former "klaj"

Tue, 27 Jan 2009 13:10:14 GMT

Dear Vickie:

Hey, little sis. How have you been?
I haven't seen you in far too long, and frankly, it hurts.

Just because I understand doesn't mean I don't miss you, all right?

I still love you dearly and I hope you're finally happy.
Best of luck with everything, little phoenix.

Love,
your big sister

Wed, 14 Jan 2009 18:45:05 GMT

you -

please don't break my heart. that's all i ask of you, even if you don't love me or stop loving me. i've been hurt a few too many times by the same kinds of selfish people, and i know for a fact that i can't handle it again.

- me.

To my baby ..

Wed, 24 Dec 2008 23:08:13 GMT

Dear You,
I miss you so much, where the fuck are you suugar? I'm trying so hard not to think about you. I love you. I need you here. :[ I need to feel you again.

Fri, 28 Nov 2008 00:42:21 GMT

Dear Squishy.

Jesus. I'm glad that we had our little talk -you've help me to figure out things, and tho it's not the answer I want to hear I'm okay with that. I'm glad that you have that much respect for Jake. So yeah - still friends. I wouldn't not be friends with you because of that. Besides - there's the future.

♥ Jess

Dear DQ,

It amuses me that you don't defend yourself, or become offended when someone ask you if you're being gay. It also amuses me, when someone tells you that two boys are fighting over you at work - and the first question out of your mouth is " Is it Jessie". Very Good. But it takes two to fight.

I will un-closet you. You amuse me. Don't put up too much of a fight just enough to make it sexy. :D

♥ Jessie. (aka the name you'll be screaming >D)

Sat, 22 Nov 2008 00:10:17 GMT

Dear you...

I hate you. No. Really. I do. I hate everything about you. I hate the way you word shit in your pitiful little blog, I hate the way you talk, the way you act, the way you treat people. I hate how everything always has to be about you, and I hate how people keep feeding your gigantic complex. I hate that we used to be close, and I hate the fact that I'm upset that we're not anymore.

You betrayed me, you freak of nature. Do you know how hard it is for me to allow people to get close enough to actually betray me? I can't believe it, but I'm terribly jealous of all your little peons. Fuck, I hate that. That's enough to make me want to claw out my own eyeballs.

Please do me a favor and fall off the internet forever. If I don't have to see your stupid handle all over the place, I probably wouldn't avoid the 'net as much as I have lately.

No love ever,
Me

Sat, 15 Nov 2008 23:50:45 GMT

You two,

Please remove me from your flists. I don't care for dead weight or someone I don't trust having me on their flists.

Signed,
wolf.

o1

Wed, 05 Nov 2008 00:52:25 GMT

Dear store clerks,

Stop telling my boyfriend it's okay for him to "look but not to touch" because it's not.
It's disrespectful to the both of us.

-Signed,
A very pissed off costumer.

Dear you,

I'm so, so amazed by you.

-Signed,
Your Yunie.

Tue, 04 Nov 2008 20:09:26 GMT

Dear Obama,

Good luck.

Here's to the next 4 years not being ASS,

Shinimegami

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Dear You,

Really classy of you to come out swinging on someone you don't even fucking know. And please, don't try and play it off like this is some sort of overreaction. You're the one who came bitchy all out of fucking nowhere.

Wishing you would return to whatever hole you apparently crawled out from,

Shinimegami

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Dear You,

What the hell, yo? I honestly thought you were better than this at spotting people acting a fool.

Seriously disappointed in you,

Shinimegami

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Dear Palin,

If you think anyone is going to vote for your ridiculous ass in 2012, you're seriously mistaken. You're a side-show act at best.

Also, you told Tina Fey that she'd be doing her Palin impression for the next four years? Bitch, haven't even looked at the polls recently? I guess you don't do that while you're busy NOT reading any newspapers.

Shut the hell up and go back to chasing moose or participating in pageants that no one gives a shit about,

Shinimegami

Thu, 30 Oct 2008 04:49:29 GMT

Dear You,

Liar, liar
You're such a great big liar
With the tallest tales that I have ever heard
Fire, fire
You set my soul on fire
Laughing in the corner as it burns
Right between the ribs is sinking in

Don't Worry, I'm Just Venting So It's Cool,
Me

Thu, 23 Oct 2008 23:53:31 GMT

Dear University,

Reply to my fucking e-mail already, you damn lazy bastards.

Impatiently,
Me
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Dear You,

Hard to believe I'm already not even an afterthought to you. I admit part of the blame is my own fault. But when I look at you right now, you've changed into something I don't recognize anymore. Perhaps what happened the other day was for the best after all.

Not Stuck In This Or Any Other Mindset,
Me

Wed, 22 Oct 2008 03:51:49 GMT

Dear Windows Users,

I just read an article saying a new clever spyware is on the loose. As you can see here, it's designed to look very similar to the Windows Security Center, except for the differences outlined in the article. For those of you who would like more information about this, click here.

Ain't it scary how good people can program stuff like this?

Sincerely,
Me

Wed, 15 Oct 2008 23:20:40 GMT

Dear YOU,

I fucking hate you. I hate you more than I've actually ever hated anyone. And I'm no idiot, I know that everything you say or do around me is purely to piss me off. And you know what? It's fucking working. I'd never let you know it, but you make me so angry I literally want to ram your face into a blender and make terrible tasing smoothies from it which I would love to see your dumbass boyfriend choke to death on.

Do me a favour, keep getting fatter so that I can continue to laugh at the two of you.

Signed with the utmost sincerity,
Me.

Sun, 12 Oct 2008 16:48:41 GMT

dear you;

i haven't been this happy with myself or with anything else in my life until i met you, till i gave you a chance. thanks, baby. thanks a million, for being my confidant, for being there for me. and thanks for impressing her, too!! that means more to me than anything after last night. can't wait to see you again.

<3;
appia.

dear sperm-donator;

fuck you. :D maybe if you had a purpose in your life you would understand.

- your "daughter".

Fri, 10 Oct 2008 18:48:06 GMT

dear you,
i can't stop loving you.
but i am currently trying to fight off the urge to call the other him and ask him to be with me. just to make him happy. i can't make you happy, even when i gave you everything i had to offer. fuck you. he would do anything to just be with me and you wouldn't even do anything for me, how shity, he deserves me. why can't i love him? why can't you love me?
:[

Thu, 09 Oct 2008 04:58:47 GMT

Dear YouTube Addicts,

Like you, I often visit YouTube to watch an assortment of videos. Yet we must be careful online, especially after what this article informs us:

A program circulating online helps hackers build those fake pages. Users who follow an e-mail pointing them to one of the pages would see an error message that claims the video they want won't play without installing new software first. That error message includes a link the hacker has provided to a malicious program, which delivers a virus. Even worse: once the computer is infected, it's simple for the hacker to silently redirect the victims to a real YouTube page to see videos they were hoping to see — and hide the crime.

You Might Want To Be Careful Next Time You Click A YouTube Link,
Me

Tue, 07 Oct 2008 21:36:40 GMT

Dear you,

I've stumbled upon one of your ancient blogs.
I really have known you for a long time, haven't I?
http://www.blurty.com/talkpost.bml?journal=lauraoutlaw&itemid=2590
Pretty sure I've known you longer than that though. :|
I almost forgot the laughs we had. And the rps that were and weren't.

Holy shit,
'Dominique'. :/

smirk

Fri, 03 Oct 2008 00:07:39 GMT

Dear All of Scribbld,

I'm baaaaacccckkkk.

With so much love,
Me *smooches*

Mon, 29 Sep 2008 03:59:01 GMT

Dear People I Used To Know And Some Of You Other People,

Thanks to a great mutual friend she and I have discussed things rationally and calmly. For now we've decided to part ways but will leave the door open to try friendship again some day. And if my posting here doesn't prove that I'm telling you guys the truth, then you can just click HERE and see with your own eyes. The war of words, if you want to call it that, is officially over.

Hoping To God I'm Not Blindly Walking Into A Minefield By Posting This,
Me

Sun, 28 Sep 2008 04:06:16 GMT

Dear You,

How. Dare. You.

Losing all faith in you as a person,

Shini

unsent letters

ranting/venting because I can never say this to them.

To my baby ..

o1

*smirk*

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