Write a letter to someone who may or may not read it

Dear S,

I was never attracted to you and used you to give myself an ego boost. Go fuck yourself.

-A

Oh shit. Y-you too.

Dear God,

Why did I get a bad roll of the dice?

Dear A

Fuck you for making me feel like shit back then about being adopted. i hope you die drunk driving you wreckles woman beating alcoholic naruto weeb retard.

K

Y tho, that's really mean

I have always known that, jokes on you.

Why tho ? I still enjoy them, I like writing and reading those letters.

Dear S
thank you for making me feel less lonely and for listening to me.

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Because you are the only one enjoying them and reading other's posts.

>B-But I was only pretending to be retarded!

Dear lab TA,

I just wanted you to know that you succeeded in singlehandedly ruining my gpa with your grading. Thank you, really, I really do thank you for your considerate nature in the way you took into consideration the time, work and energy put into that report and that valuable time that was supposed to be put into studying for the actual exam was used. I hope you feel full, thoroughly happy with your resounding contribution to our learning all because of your unalloyed immaculate copybook teaching and grading skills.

Sincerely yours
One of your students!

Tell us what she did otherwise it's no fun

Mec tu peux partir de mon board ? Merci.

Dear Anna,

I woke up today thinking about you, thinking about how things used to me.

I miss you. I miss what could have been.

Imagine if things hadn't took a turn and gone to shit between us.

It was nice while it lasted, I still uphold that we made each others lived better.

I miss you.

- J

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C,
I'm sorry if I hurt you in some way. I was only trying to get close to you.
A

Dear Dr Cameron

Twas I that shitted in ur sink

user

What a bunch of fucking pussies, grow a fucking pair. Holy shit you guys are pathetic.

I kinda miss you.
I am still fucked up by what happened and still not over it.
I am trying to not think about you, I am talking to new people and changing myself in a better person. Sometimes people notice that I am not okay, some of them know why and others no. I am hoping that things will be alright, mostly for you. But I know that you are okay.

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>I am still fucked up by what happened and still not over it.
story?

Dear K,
Your belief in witches and "energy" I kind weird, and especially the part where your mum encourages people not to take meds. But as a person, you're still really cute and smart. I hope we can work out.
-G

Can you say goodbye here? Can you tell me why? Also, don't go.

But why should I say goodbye? I do not want to

I'm happy about that. Wish you were him.

initials for your post?

I'm too afraid

Originally...

Nah, not going to tell you.
It is a sad story.

>It is a sad story.
I like sad stories

No, you know what the fuck you were doing. You knew you were fucking flirting with me. You can't possibly know how much I love you, and how awful and empty I feel now.

INITIALS PLEASE WTF

I was obviously flirting with you, but that's not what I ment. What I mean is that it wasn't my intention to make you feel bad in the process, like how you say you feel right now.

I would like to know the initials too. It won't hurt anyone

You're manipulative then, not that I didn't already know that. Why would you ever flirt with a guy if you didn't actually like him? I fucking love you, and I'll probably end up killing myself over this goddamn it. You say that you have severe depression, and I don't doubt it, but I don't think you have it in you to understand what I'M going through.

Dear Sophia, I doubt you saw my last letter but I still don't trust that you reached out to me out of good will yesterday. You're using me for something...

>Sophia
oh i knew oe toio

i relate so much it hurts desu

Dear myself :
I hate you for what you have been doing the past 3 years.

I miss you .
When I'm with others I think of how our touch was something out of this world. really.
But I've always known all good things eventually come to an end.
I hope you get better.
I wish you peace.
-A

Who is this for?

Originally..........

I wish you had more time to spend with me instead of working all the time.

>I wish you had more time to spend with me instead of working all the time.
I wish this was for me

I want to cuddle, kiss and hug you but I can't.

- N

Maybe it is for you..

(Originalllll)

You can guess and I'll respond.

i wanna smoke with you, you make me feel good you do
i hate all them other bustas who try steppin to you, til the day i get to show you the way i do, i do i do i do, oh girl you make me so fly, i find myself askin reasons why it hurts to lurk without your eye on me, it feels to good to be true and i ask you maybe is it for you but you dont answer i cant help it quick i pull up and ask you a few more questions inbetween restrooms i gotta piss lots you know, im kind of a diarectic like that good weed and all, all in all i just want you to feel eclectic, like i do, every time you bust some moves, baby you can dance, you put me in a trance, and i want you at first glance

god i suck at rhyming i hope this meant something to you, anyway im out peace keep it keepin and remember r9k that this thread is for someone who MIGHT read your post and thats what its the key difference between this im making it ledgible and attempting to be romantic towards you, i really am
you know w ho it for... i suck at writing but i hope you know how i feel is raw
i hope i see you again, thats not too much to ask is it?
goodbye for now my dear
ill remember you as i fall to sleep

J,
I lied, I do resent you. You've only ever made me miserable and I am so so tired.

Lately, it feels like I'm losing a lot of basic human qualities. I've never been too guided by vision, or any of my senses in general. For instance, when I enter a shop with all its colourful displays, I just see everything in a practical, greyscale way, which makes me nearly immune to marketing. Same started to slowly happen with every aesthetic part of life. Where people see a beautiful tree and get an aesthetical experience, I'll see "a tree". Of course I can tell it apart from other trees in the world, but to me it's just a tree. A monument is just a building. A car is just a machine. The sound of birds is just the sound of animals. Maybe I'm becoming too analytical. I think this is the best metaphor: everything is tags. Everything's a piece of paper with something written in it. There's a big difference for most people between looking at a tree or reading the word "tree" in a book, right? For me, that difference has been tightened so much it doesn't produce a different feeling in my brain. Of course I can focus on it and read further, "it's a tall tree with green round leaves", "it's an old tree, there are a few bird nests in it". As if all this information is in smaller letters next to the title, "tree". Maybe I can be smart enough and read "it's a tree that will cause a pleasant aesthetic sensation to most people", but I won't get this sensation myself. I'll get pleasant sensations from information, relating concepts and contents. I guess that's what they call infornography. The world is becoming more and more just data to me. And that's hurting me a little bit with relationships. I'm socially smart and capable, but my heart is not there when connecting with other people.

Dearest user (this is for you)
I woke up today feeling terrible, with a strong headache and nigh hope of leaving the bed. I checked my phone to see it was a gentlemans hour, rather late though, and saw you so i had to hit that up and see what was what, it really perked me up. i got out of bed and finished what i was doing (yeah i was masturbating) real quick and saw the sky and pleasant sun peek through. summers close now, its gonna be hot and im looking forward to it, maybe ill see you this time. if it all goes well and well it goes i suppose nothing should stop us?
anyway i really like you, you know? im sorry i lost my tone and text overboard like always but i just wanna speak to you for hours at a time and thats exhausting right? WELL anyway stuff changes fast and i doubt this will last, unless you really mean it this time
unless i got it all wrong, oh damn, i could have it all wrong, im going to listen to a new song though, itll be right as rain and i wont be in no pain if you just move to sayin what i wanna hear, i wish your voice was mdown my ear
i really feel heartfelt and i got a chip on my shoulder, im a young lad with a chip on his shoulder, and his heart on his sleeve, and thats just as authentic as i can get you see, cos you know at the end of the day its people like young people who ask who is that guy, who seems to be so fixed on her, isnt it kinda creepy? why doesnt he just fuck someone else? cant he take a hint? isnt love just a shambles anyway? no no, thats what that guy would say, he 'd say NO fools i feel something that has been well documented and reported by humans for a long time to be long lasting even longer than one persons life, and enough to begin new life even, it is my friends what we call love . im trying desperately to make them believe that i feel it. anyway today i feel like rosebud pillows and mahogany shelves
pipes and beautiful vases full of flowers and also cute little beds wrapped up in silk and tinfoil on some fresh food pres

What is the name of your J?

J

I wish I had said hello to you all those years ago. How different things could have been if only I did something.
It hurts to know you now live in another state. You probably don't even remember me.

P

pretty bedroom trees growing and inside bedroom were lovers in bed doing lover things like hugging and rubbing each others body and feeling nice and loved and lots of cute little warm things running about underneath and generally a really nice sight to be honest, what a tree it was growing bedrooms and that my friends is prime real estate. Trumpo De Presedentiale Electioneerer thought i must Absolutely move on this prime piece of meat, and he tore it up and ate it like an animal that he was. The tree was so nice and cozy and made people quite happy really when they looked at it and coy and all playing with their hair and she was so pretty in her dress and lovely beautiful beautiful hair and so nice and good and i wasnt in the tree bc i was a plant pot kind of guy but i really watched that tree intently for a good long time until it stopped moving and growing as much and planted its own seeds and i saw even more growing and bedrooms glowing up different colours before i finally sat down at the chair and drank my hot drink you can imagine its cocoa or tea or coffee or whichever one youd prefer i drink and in all it seemed to have a big deal about it, it was a big deal and im just so confused what all the language behind it means and id rather not be deconstructed like that because it loses meaning for context which is a grave mistake for the average regular to make, in all i just wanted to lick her up and make her feel like slightly tickled and feminine that she is! beauty in her robe was to be worshipped and treated rightly and properly in a princelike manner, not by some thoughtless cretin that i had been in the past days of Button Fly Boxer Shorts which just are so comfortable oh my gosh girl you should wear my boxer shorts some time hey i wonder how comfortable you are in your naked form nd if i could convince you to let me place my arms around yours and hold you nice and sway with you to nothing and jjust feel laughs and niceness but it aint all that when you can

Jimmy.
Pasta is oregano

Oh okay not me then phew

just tell me already somehow through some otherworldy medium what exactly is the universe playing at? im pretty peeved off with it right now, its night all the time and the stars have fallen out of orbit and are plummeting rapidly in a direction that would suggest they are about to blink out of existence quicker than a chicken that just had its head cut off by azealia banks and to me thats just tragic, all of that pretty light in the skies is gonna just go out? and i see now you made up your mind about all of this before it even began, that is to say the universe is a vacuum of hope and dreams spirals and other pretty nice things but nobody is saying where it goes, and where does it go? it goes where i want it to be, but thats just a tyrannical idea and has no bearing on the real world, the single most complex being in existence looked on at this and wondered about what it was for long enough to have a basic idea of what it was and that was barely enough, so when will something come along that has a better way of looking for the answers? maybe we are the most complicated thing on the face of the earth, and if thats true then we can look down on everything else and begin to analyse it, but when we lose sight of what we truly want all of that just seems boring and sad, at the end of the day the most complex thing in reality that we know of is ourselves, and ourselves isnt that hard to please, animals like any other we should really begin to think about the rhetoric behind this line in thinking that we should base ourselves on the lowly animals of the sahara, because sometimes i want to feel like its more of a magic moment than a beastlike raving until pleasure is gratified, you know? id prefer the stance that sexual pleasure is almost mystical in nature and cannot be fully understood through data like penis length and breast the size, but is fundamentally language and beauty related, deeper than the ocean, i want it to feel like god and more importantly feel special

Odd I thought about it today. I wondered why you use to talk about your boyfriend so much around me. Probably caught me staring? I didn't have any intentions. Makes me think that you were saying it more for yourself than me.

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smoking up a big whiff of khalif and leaving an odour to rival the piffest, im walkin down the road to a bombastic beat laid on by my man Bub there kickin it again, the can, and sayin out loud "these cats aint know what we boutta unleash on the world" and he was right you know, we were about to get up to the record companies doors and just about get signed for the genius music we had made together and nothing could stop us now! anuyway after that we got out with the record deal nad a feew hunnit grand and thought all of that was nice and yeah yeah we are balling now but what do we do? so we carried on lickin down on ten toe late night ting and our new creps were hittin that pavement with a gentle squeeze, feelin cosmic now baby, oh yeah, and we all up at the grill bar waiting for our halloumi to be cooked up and ready and suddenly the MOST FUCKING SEXY piece of ASS i EVER FUCKING laid EYES ON mmmmmmm I MEAN DAMN BABY WHY ISNT everyone trying to literally rip off their pants right now and smash that? oh right i mean its just me that feels like this huh, thats good, i can be subtle now, and so i walked over and said hi and bought her a ribbon for her hair that was just so fine and colourful and i had to try something with her man i had to, itsn ot like every day you see or think youll even say anything to a girl like this caliber man, she was DOPE man real dope, and it was going good you know? so anyway it went good and i sat down and relayed and parlayin begun with them associates of mine and i told em that i was deep in the rigamoroles and shit with this one broad who waas real fuckin tidy i tell ya huh? and the whole room literally burst into laughter and beer flowing and just generally crazy banterous manly man things in the mafia and that was the gist you get when you smell t he fragrance of the suits after the party in the back of the place and he just was like staring at you this whole time thinking about how it'd be to feel your soft soft ears and maybe even

Dear J,

I'm still really in love with you, you fat fuck. Stop being so cold and stop pushing me away.
I think about you every day. Let's either bang it out & never talk to each other again or run away together.

Love,
G

>Stop being so cold and stop pushing me away.
lol k

I hate you with all my heart. There is nothing in the world that could change this, everything you have put us through and are still putting us through has destroyed my image of the world, you've made me see what people are really like crazy, psychotic assholes who think only of themselves and blame everybody else for their own problems. Does it feel good when you beat the shit out of your own mother, you disgusting pile of shit? Do you get a sense of satisfaction seeing the life in her eyes wither away whenever you attack her and abuse her and manipulate her? I would have called the cops on you already if she hadn't begged me not to, since you're such a fucking coward you threaten to kill yourself whenever anybody mentions the cops. Fuck you, fuck you so much I hate you no matter how bad you feel after your psychotic rages, I hope you die a painful death.

Inb4 it's actually you

Whats S's name? origijwkskw

Make more time for them anyways I'm sure they want it

You are N he is A correct?

Well then, waltz up to me and whisper that.
You won't though, and I will forever snicker.

I wish I could. I'm with someone else. Also, my J is in a different state.

I lied originally ^^

nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooope

thats not true

Dear M,

I should have asked you out tonight, I really wanted to, but I am too much of a beta faggot to do it. I hope you find someone worth your time and beauty.

- Herr S

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Dear M,
I trusted you... Why did you leave me alone?

Please say what you have to say to me here. I need it.

But there's nothing left to say.

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Do you want me to go?

j?
originally, I am curious to know if this is who it reminds me of

Of course not. But you have to.

You're probably not him though, so don't worry. I'm sure that your user does have a lot to say and doesn't want you to go.

tue toi

I am deeply sorry for the expactations I had. In times of need, I thought you were the one, straining you with all of my guilt and hoping for an answer to my miserable questions.
I still do love you, I never stopped.
You don't want to hear this I know.
I don't want to tell you either.

No, you're right... I'm not him

Where are we going with this?
I'm getting more and more attached to you.
Saying that I feel something is very rushed, and I don't want to mistake what we have with that. Sometimes things remind me of you, is this normal? When everything is going to end, will it hurt?

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Dear Emma,
You will never, ever come even close to all the things you are capable of if you don't get the fuck out of this lame, inbred, hick-heaven, wart-on-the-worlds-ass town. You are worth saving, but you've gotta save yourself. Just throw some shit in your backpack and go... anywhere.

The reason you feel like you are drowning is because you are being pulled under by all the losers who would fall down if you were not there to hold them up.

And I know, cause I'm one of them. Please leave. I love you too much to watch you throw your life away on them or me.

Go be happy, somewhere else. You've earned it.

dear J
why do you have be such an obnoxious attention whoring bitch. grow the fuck up
A

Why would someone not like to hear that you love them?

Are you from England? Or more?

I hate talking to you. I know more than you. I know how to adapt and apply things better than you given any length of time to learn how to do any given thing in the same amount of time. Any time I have to address you I just feel like I'm talking down to you.

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loving people for who they are and what they mean to you does not necissarily mean you love them romantically.

>Sometimes things remind me of you, is this normal?
Yes, I often find something in my day to day life that reminds me of you.
>When everthing is going to end, will it hurt?
Most likely, but that's a risk you have to take when you love someone.

I really don't want to quantify it. How do you relate to any of it? I'm like the federation in Star Trek, and you're the borg. The problem is the Borg is suppose to be better. I just have to sit around and wait for the borg to be a threat.

At all. English isn't even my main language.

But I don't love him, I don't think that I even like him. I guess that I'm getting attached and that's why. Maybe I'm rejecting the truth.

M

I miss you everyday of my life this void on me cant be filled with anyuthing fuck I just want you to come back, i'm not threatening I dont hurt mysself anymore I just want to come back again to talk and see what happens to start from 0 from nothing to see if we can do something about it. I know maybe you miss me sometimes because Im not there theres no life without you I dont know anymore you were the only thing to keepme stable and now you're not threre anymore, only meds help me with this hell in life. Just look at me, M I gave you the best I could but now theres nothing left I gave all of my love, I played for you always and now there's nothing more than a broken person like me and you, it hurts for both of us, the stupid on me says theres still love between us and that we just need time to talk and make some kind of sense after all of what happened. I just want you to know that Im fine but I miss you every second and that I need you, you're just like the air that I breathe fuck I dont know what else to say, please come back to me, M.

-S

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If I draw hentai, will you masturbate to it? That would be kinda hot. I want to make you feel good.

Tim, im so sorry i was such a fucking asshole, i wish couldve helped in some sort of way, but i didnt, and now youre dead, oh god