Letter Thread

You know what to do.
Write a letter to someone who may never get to read it.

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To the person I briefly talked to years ago;
Now I know I was idolizing you, and I know you hate me deeply. I know I can never meet someone like you. Things were better when I kept it to myself. Everyone seems so shallow and generic compared to you. But I know you're just the same as everyone else. Its hard, I'm lonely and alone. I'm actively working on it and I know one day you can rest easy knowing I have forgotten completely about you,

I guess I misunderstood your intentions but maybe you intentionally led me on. You win either way. I love you, I'll always love you. I think you used me for... I don't even know. I give a lot so I have no idea. When you offered to make that for me, it changed everything. Why can't you understand that, it made me think you cared. I thought you wanted me to have those things. What' else is it? You feel sorry for me? If it's that then tell me and I'll go away.

B
Thanks for teaching me a lesson in how much of a pathetic clingy fuck I could be. I've learned from my mistakes and am way happier now. You said I should forget you, but I won't since you taught me a valuable lesson. Thanks!
-C

Im kinda done with this whole living thing.
If you could call this living. What the fuck is wrong with you people. What the fuck is the god damn point of forcing someone to be miserable as fuck? What the fuck did I do?

I do feel sorry for you.
feels like a chore at this point.
now lets see who has more will power, as far as going away goes.

Anonymous,

There was something you said ages ago that I reacted surprisingly, and eventually freaked out on you. You apologized, and said you wouldn't bring it up.

I got mad because it wasn't true, and it isn't anything I like to talk about with people. I don't want people to know what I look like because it is ugly compared to everyone else. I spend much time alone, actually enjoying it, because there's no stress about the physical world when I'm alone. I can be a dragon in a castle, and I don't have to worry about my appearance.

It's less stressful. (I just happen to love funny clothing. Yes, I sit in my funny clothing alone, and don't go out. Unless I'm really depressed, then I'm half-dressed in funny clothing.)

K

It's probably not even your person. Don't base things on what you hear here, always confirm with your person outside of these threads.

You all are having the lamest stand-off ever.

To A,
I tried to help you understand whats going on in my head, but you paint me as the wrong in every frame of the picture. You said I was important to you, but I can't stand the way you treat me.
To B,
I hate that I want to be your friend so much, even after all the lies and things you made me do.
To S,
FUCK YOU, YOU TOOK ADVANTAGE OF MY EMOTIONS WHEN I WAS DONE.
To T,
You're god tier and I love you so much. Even when I fuck up a bunch, you give me honest to god advice.

I trusted you and I cared for you so fucking much. You were family to me. Even when my life was shit I have always tried to gather the last bit of happiness I had so that I could give it to you ....and then you left me. I thought you were different.l was fucking wrong.
But remember: what goes around comes back around.
Even though I have forgiven you I'll never forget.

I'm giving you a chance here. If you don't take it, I'm pretty sure we'll both be upset.

To H,
why did you abandon me when I needed you most?
To M and K,
You are some of the worst people in the world. You encouraged me to go to college, pretending to be proud I was going, and then as soon as i graduated you never talked to me again.
To B,
You're killing me every day. I don't know how many more months I can go with you in my life, but I know you will kill yourself if I leave. At this rate I am going to beat you to it

Tuesday, R.W.
I feel like a creep for saying this, but you still appear in my dreams periodically, like last night. I always wake up feeling melancholy, nostalgic for the days when I could still talk to you. I miss you. Some day hopefully it'll stop. I hope you're doing well, my friend.
-D

eat shit spic

Not the person you replied to but pls kys immediately

better get lubed up faggot!
daddy will be in shortly.

put up both initials user

You see, all these messages of hope, love, forgiveness, and all that happy shit are nothing more than a way to build me up so that I only fall harder in the end.

I figured this out quite awhile ago. Those messages aren't real. They are just another tool used to make me even more miserable. You tell me all this sappy shit to get me all hopeful and then life just gets worse and worse and worse. It's part of the plan to get me to kill myself.

Which is all this is. To push someone so hard they kill themselves. You are all literally trying to kill me and no one gives a fuck that they are horrible, digusting people.

If you are someone that honestly thinks you are trying to help me you need to realize something. You are being used. They are just using you to get to me. They only bring in the doctors and psychiatrist and my "friends" in order to get more information that they can use to hurt me with. They might think they are trying to help me because they are being lied to as well.

But make no mistake, they are trying to kill me. If you really wanted to help me... you would kill them before they get to me. You would try to get me out of here. You would rebel against the puppet masters. That is the only way to truly help me.

If someone tries to kill you, you try to kill them right back. It's not a threat. It's not murder. It's self-defense.

From C, to A

You people really have to ask yourselves. Does it look like I'm getting better? Does this SEEM like the way you would help someone? How many times have they delayed my release? How many times have they made it so that this will keep going and going forever?

They are just waiting for time to rundown. For my illnesses to kill me, for me to do something incredibly stupid, or for me to kill myself. They keep buying themselves time because they aren't trying to fucking help me. They are trying to hurt me. Stop helping them hurt me.

Do the right thing. Take a stand against these fucking assholes. Manipulation, lies, torture.... these are not ways to help someone. Anyone that tells you it is, is either evil or fucking delusional. Stop letting them get away with.

You people have to do something.

No need for lube, you make me so wet

You're so wrong. I'm real. I write here because I'm in love with someone I can never be with and it helps to vent. It also helps to read and see we're all so similar, happy or sad...

mmmmmmmm daddy's gettin real excited

I still love you, even though I'm beta enough to give you money to make you happy, You and your friends made me feel loved, and it felt real and not forced? Thank you, I really do want you to be happy and self aware but I don't know. Or maybe your friend deserved better? I'm not judging you

Put the initials user

D
im finnaly going on the retarded traveling thing i kept talking to you about. i miss being in contact with you even though our relationship was pretty autistic

fuck yeah mmmmm
i'm about to cum ..... d..don't ...s..s..stop....
daddy's about to release his hot steamy unborn children onto your chin..

L.p
There's too many people to list, sorry. And that's only her Online name

To D
You are all the most shallow, degenerate person I have ever had the displeasure of knowing. You are a stereotypical betas, lead by that prepubescent looking bitch. You only defend her because you are infatuated by her, and so you defend her bullshit. Sometimes neutrality is the same as condoning the practice, like when she tried to defraud a good friend out of paying for a boot replacement, just because he raised her wiper. Your refusal spoke volumes that day, about what a cunt you are, and how incapable of self reflection you are.
I was friends with you for ages, apologising for all our arguments, being accused of things I did not do. I would rather be in the state I am now, with no friends to speak of, than to put up with your bullshit.
I hope your job is dead end, and your manager is shit, because I know you are an unmotivated cunt, and you would not have the wherewithal to leave.

Signed,
The quote: agresssive one.

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Dear S
Why didnt you say bye today? man we were sitting next to each other, and I wanted to wish you luck for your exam.
I hope you did well and please don't think badly of me. You're adorable and I want to have some sort of physical contact with you

See you on monday

V

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To C,

I just hope you're still alive and i'm overreacting. I hope maybe your phone broke, or you just don't feel like talking to anyone. Or at worst you tried to kill yourself again and ended up in the hospital or ward.

I know i don't know you too well. But i genuinely truly did enjoy talking to you, and wanted to know you better. Sounds small but the amount of people ive enjoyed talking to in my whole life fits in one hand. You were special to me and all i can think about is your safety right now and its driving me crazy.

I know sometimes you come here to look at these so if you're okay, just know someone is writing you these anonymous love letters. But he would still much rather tell you in person, so don't you go and die on him. Open your damn snapchat and say you're okay damnit.

From, R

Dear T,

I feel guilty about wanting to get close to you and be your friend, but I don't know why. I know I'm pushing you away. I'm so sorry. Maybe I need to get some mental help. I can't help but do it to everyone... When I talk to other people it feels faked and forced, but with you I naturally let my guard down and I just can't explain it. I just forget about all the bad things in life when I'm with you, and don't think you'd ever try to abuse my trust. You're a wonderful person. Please feel free to talk to me any time. I'm always available for you. I would like to get to know you more on a personal level.

From
J

Are you that youtube dude

I dislike to think of you, I know you're not happy. It's kind of sad knowing you'd be better with me. You know things could be better than they were. If you pay me I'll let you be mine. I won't likely offer it much longer. You know you can probably get what you want if you do. You know those other girls didn't mean anything to me and this way you wouldn't have to get jealous of them at all.

i am happy that our little chat brightened up your day a little. your extreme dedication, i have been thinking of it. it is bittersweet.

Everyone makes fun of me for thinking about you years later, but I felt like I actually had friends, real friend who connected to me interpersonal you. But it doesn't matter and I'll be okay

Who is this for user put initials

Who is is this for and why is it bittersweet?

I tried to do my best but i failed in everything, now i'm in point of no return, there's no more future for me. Good bye.

Will giving me a chance mean I will see you again though?

Nah bruh, I just like his art.

October 10th, 2014.

I decided to talk to you. I thought you were very pretty and I wanted to know you. I gave you my phone number. When you texted back I was ecstatic! It's a shame I never had the balls to talk to you IRL again. I just hope you're happy now. Have a good life.

-B

Dear M,
It's like i can't think of the words only a melody. Looping in my mind but my heart still skips a beat when i see you around. Your the most beautiful girl i've ever seen in my lifetime. During my ups and downs i thought about you and it gave me motivation, to go out there and improve myself so i can be with you. You turned my life around. I Know you noticed me staring, blushing and in love you'd always smile at my way and sit next to me. Your sudden death shocked me. All i have hoped for, all i achieved. Bam, gone. I was too blind to notice your pain, your tiredness and sadness. I was too blind in love. I would have helped and take care of you. Im sorry i failed you. I should have been there for you. Tell me. What happens after death?
From Z

Dear S,
Thanks for blowing me last night, S^2 didn't even suspect it. I can't wait to meet up with you and bust a load inside of you again. If your bf finds out, we can just kick his ass. What do you think about going on /soc/ again to hookup for a threesome? It was so much fun last time.
Love,
R

i'm afraid you'd know it was you if you were that person, user.

I'll pay... you already know that I need you

e
sorry. i don't have the guts to talk to you anymore. Even if i really want to. You were the reason i cried every night. I never wanted our connection to end. I'm here, it may look like I'm gone but I'm still here, still wanting to talk to you. My selfishness, sadness, jealousy drives me nuts every day. Whatever I do I can never get you out of my head. I know you're sad. I'd like to know why. My mind has become bland. Sorry, I couldn't be good enough.
I saved you from suicide. At least that's what you told me. I always wanted to believe you. Won't do that again.
It will always be awkward when we meet.
I hate myself
you probably do too
Forgive me


bby i fucked up.

C unt

It's a reality that all of this crazy shit is happening. Like, it's all actually real. Things that shouldn't be possible are. Both technologically and all the other stuff.

So why is it so absolutely impossible feeling that any of the things you promised me could happen? Anything good can never happen. IT just can't.

But the idea that people will just fuck with me forever with no point at all to it... that is real to me. The idea that people will make me suffer for no reason at all. That this will not end until I die. And I'm not talking some kind of metaphorical death where I am then reborn from ashes kinda thing, but actually just die.

It's a more realistic reality that I would be tortured for eternity for doing nothing wrong at all than anything good ever happening. That no one will ever tell me what is going on. Why ball of this is happening. About who and what I am to cause such a roar.

Probably because all I have ever had in my life is people lying to me. Literally every single person in my life has lied to me, backstabbed me, or used me.

For the last year and a half I have been told that "it'll all be over soon." and "you will have your answers." but it never ends. It just never fucking ends. Every day they are wasting my life away. For no fucking reason at all.

P.

You are trying to use me for money despite me being miles and miles away from you.
I dont owe you anything. I dont care you dont have any money.
ive spent probably 50 grand supporting our drug habits. You owe me so much money i dont even care about because thats in the past and i know you dont have a few coins to rub together.
I hope you get your shit together because your not a bad person. But now that im not using im not going to enable you, and you are a huge burden on your parents who give you money every day to support your herion addiction.
Stop asking me to send money.
-d

Is e their real name user

I know little chats brighten my day up.

I want this song to happen in real life already
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When do we get the fuck out of here? When is the graduation?

I have picture it happening in a thousand different ways but I can only think of you faggots doing it in the most obnoxious way possible.

What I want is for it to end in the most direct possible way it can. Claire pulls up and knocks on the door. She tells me if I want to go home. In the car/bus/whatever it's the other girls. They take me to a place so I can get a fucking haircut/shave/everything. Then you can have your party if you want I really don't care. You can do that or take me right to the hospital where I can get some god damn fucking answers.

I don't know who is going to tell me but I think it would be nice if it was my parents. I feel like it would be their responsibility afterall. About what is happening. Who I am. What I am. What is wrong with me. What this was all about. How they are going to make me better. How they are going to fix this. Why they weren't telling me the truth. Why they tortured me. Why they tortured me.

What is going to happen after that point.
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OR

I go to bed one night and the next morning I wake up in the hospital out of a coma. All the surgeries finished. Everything done. My old family completely gone and I never see them ever again. And my new family can answer all my god damn questions.

Just end it. Don't be fucking lame about this. Keep in mind all the shit I went through. Keep in mind the tone of it all. You all might have been having the time of your life but every day I was being tortured. They were pushing me so that I would break. I'm not in the mood for fun and games or partying.

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Hi!
Now as social, active, and liked you are, you've probably replaced me ages ago. It's a bit harder for me to replace you however, in fact I might not. I do realize, though, why we didn't work out and why we never would. I could blame myself for being the person I am, and I did, but it's not worth the time I could spend moving along and getting myself together. Thank you though, the first person I truly loved, the times we spent together are something I cherished and will be reminded of from time to time. Especially now that you are leaving my life for probably forever.
Good bye.

or you can just fucking kill me. If you're not going to end it, if you expect me to just "keep living" like this... just fucking kill me.

Dear uh, person that hasn't told me their name

Totally uncool to blow me off after one game and wanted to game with your friends, understandable but am totally ignoring you now.

Totally, yeah good bye.
I don't care, well I do just a bit. well a bit more than usual
hmm, whatever I have better things to attend too like movies, music, and stuff

B

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Yes I wish it were.

PART 1

Dear J,

You fucking SUCK! I almost killed you, and you will never know or understand how close I came. My body, especially my arms, were shaking. My life flashed before my eyes, past and future, and the only thing that saved your bitch-ass was the overwhelming feeling of shock I was put into during the realization that I could and almost had fucking ended your worthless life. I would have done the world a favor. I know many people at the moment that would agree, and will pray for those that have the misfortune of actually spending enough time with you to get to know really who you are: an autistic, condescending, bullshitter. My family has always warned me of your bullshit, and i defended you every time! Now I have payed the price in full, and in a way I am happy man. I ham happy to have gotten to the point where i can drop you and leave you behind.

BTW Nana has always hated you the most, she is NOT your Nana too, faggot. My family has its issues, and a lot of them are known to the friends, but i'll tell you what - compared to your family mine is an amazing, well oiled machine that works majestically with its other parts to support and move itself forward. I fucking LOVE them, something you will never know or understand, LOVE. I have never met a family with so many weak & petty desires. YOUR MOTHER, that's right, the woman you hold higher than any other, the woman who failed to raise you properly - that psycho, man-wannabe SLUT tried to fuck me so many times I lost count. Tell the Hoe shes washed up and too old for this young gangster to even look twice at. Also, real talk here, your stepdad is the nicest person I have ever met, along with being the only normal person in your mess of a household. I would never do him dirty, regardless of your mothers slut instincts, may she never find shade or water.
P.S. I think your stepdad may be gay, not exactly sure, but I suspect.

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You told me I could have anything I wanted.

And what I want are several blocks of heroin and cocaine. I know you have some just laying around, doing nothing. I want them. I need them. I won't actually do cocaine or heroin but whenever I see all those confiscated blocks they look so god damn cute. Like, how neatly packed and wrapped up they are. I just really want them.

It's gotta be the real thing though. You can't just give me blocks filled with flour. I'll try every block at least once just to make sure it's the real deal. Not like... a full on dose but you know what I mean. It's gotta be authentic.

I'll just put them in my room so whenever I have someone over and they are like "wait, is that cocaine?" I can be like "Hell yeah it is bitch." and then people will tell stories of how I just have blocks and blocks of cocaine and heroin sitting around.

I have an image I need to maintain. And you promised me me I could have whatever I wanted. This is the "No red m&ms" contract test. You told me I could have whatever I wanted and what I want are blocks of cocaine and heroin.Like, 4-5 blocks of each. With a cool logo printed on it. Like a dragon or snake or spider or scorpion.

Also blocks of weed but those I will actually probably smoke.

I am 100% fucking serious about this.

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PART 2

The only thing I ever had to truly offer you was my friendship. The ironic thing about this is that is exactly what you have always needed most, and yet took for granted. You have been handed everything you could have ever wanted by your family, except friends. They can't make friends for you, and i know for a fact you have WAY less than you think. As life goes on you WILL learn to live without friends, or at the least will be convinced, like now, that you have many friends when in reality you have none. There will always be this emptiness inside you, that I can see so clearly to the point where I am amazed when others can not see it.

I would have loved to tell you these things in person to your bitch-ass straight up. I really would have. I can not however, if not for multiple reasons. I held my piece for a whole month. A WHOLE MONTH!!! FUCK, I HATE YOU!!!!!!! Having to see your autistic face (for real, get a different pair of glasses, you legit look like you have autism at times) and being FORCED to hang with you for that long was a living hell. No fucking wounder no one will travel with you, KYS.

You always have been faster on your feet in an argument, and though you have been able to outwit me with your speed in response, I have learned over the years, and more so during this trip than ever, that you are usually wrong, even if I can't figure out how just yet. You will make shit up, and dress your arguments in "facts" that sound legit, but clearly made up just to seem more intelligent. You are a true bullshitter, like no one ever was.

PART 3 of 3

I am better than you. In many, many ways. You may take all this talk as jealousy, but seeing the people you and your family are, I thank God EVERY. SINGLE. NIGHT. for this experience. Once again, I have grown while you have stayed the same. You will never know what it means to truly be a leader. It is not something you try to be, it is something that just happens. You would feel a desire, a pull, a NEED even to step up when it is time to do what needs doing, not just when it is convenient.

I could write this out to a 600 page book is how much hate I have for you, but i'll be ending it here shortly so I don't just say fuck it and head on over to do what I should have done when I had the chance.

I know you are mad with me, but i promise that your anger was/is unjust and selfish. I know you will be accomplished in your career and have no doubt that you will continue to live your carefree lifestyle with many adventures to come. But you won't ever find happiness unless you go through some crazy shit that I can't even imagine. I know you too well J. You have so many insecurities it is embarrassing with how you walk around like your shit don't stink. You do not need a PhD for people to recognize you as intelligent, you just need to actually be intelligent, like T.

I do not care slightly how the rest of your life goes from here on out. I am done with you, and for that I count my blessings and rejoice. Don't bother calling, faggot.

A big FUCK YOU,
C

It doesn't need initials.
If they're not serious about finding me and talking about it privately they're not interested. Obviously we're not going to tell anyone that's what we're doing.

I see you sometimes responding to my letters in these threads. I wish you had more courage to write to me rather than hide behind this hell hole.

K, I love you and your lewdness.
M, I love you and your kindness.
Other M, I love you and your generousity, even though you are fucking delusional.
Other other M, I love you and your cheeky personality.
All of you are great and keep me from going way off the deep end of the women-hating spectrum. Except for you, E. Fuck you.

>I see you sometimes responding to my letters in these threads
How do you know I'm not projecting and I'm a totally different user?
>inb4 I see this one guy browse here as I walk by hi-
Please stop.

You're hot.

A

user put your initials, do it

You have to give initials.

GIANT BLOCKS OF COCAINE!
>youtu.be/ibapYsc01KM

Give your initials user

Are you Carl from vc?

To person I haven't talked to in a while;
I really do want you to be happy, even though its creepy of me? I know its beta of me, but I don't know if its because I actually want everyone to be happy. And I know it comes off as fake, I'm sorry. I don't want you to read this anyway. but it feels right to feel like this.

You knew I was a junkie all along, and junkies can not be trusted.

Once a junkie, always a junkie.
Also, your parents are miserable. There was nothing good waiting for me in there anyway.

I want to fucking go home. Fuck everything, fuck everyone. This is all fucking stupid as fuck and I just can't enjoy anything and I'm a miserable cunt.

JUST FUCKING TELL ME WHAT IS GOING ON ALREADY HOLY SHIT.

To my dad who took his own life when I was 4;
I don't know why you did it, but man you left a big hole in my heart that I have to live with, it's nothing I can't bare, but it's a hole nevertheless. You taught me a lot about life, and the fact that you did such a thing when I could barely understand life itself, I had to learn some really hard things when I was little. Sometimes I wish I could ask you if the things I did made you proud. I wish I had you in my life when I was little, I always wanted a big man to give me a hug and tell me he's so proud of me, but I'm way past that now.
-J

My promotion has been confirmed and I'll be moving up soon. I've lost quite a bit of weight and regained a lot of confidence. I have someone else now that has their life together that's an even better fit that's going to come live with me. I have a hobby now that I make more from than my paychecks. All of my family likes me again. I even go out sometimes with coworkers. It should be easy right?

Why don't I know how to forget you?
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This is about someone, but I'm crying and I need to let it out.
I know our convos were weird and you were rehashing them, and I know I can't really talk to anyone at all? But I loved you so much, even platonically. I'm crying because I wanted a special connection to you and you knew and you made that post and pitied me anyway. I cry knowing we can never be close. I had to leave a vc and type this. I know its creepy of me, its just no one irl compares to you, and I regret being intrusive about your deeply personal stuff. I know you hate me, Jow Forums told me its orbiting and now I understand.

user could you put initials, I understand how you feel. never mind you don't have to leave initials. I know how you feel.

It's not your fault, you didn't have any other choice other than what was given to you. Don't feel bad about your past, you were taught to hate yourself and you don't need to. Everybody makes mistakes, everybody is a child once and it's not your fault for things turning out bad. You need to learn to accept yourself, how can you love somebody if you can't love yourself? Just remember it's not your fault.

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A --
I'm obsessed with you. Completely obsessed. I think about you constantly.
I actually love how clingy you are. I just wish you weren't so insecure.
It makes me feel amazing to know that you trust me with pretty much everything. It really means a lot that you're so open with me.
I hate that it's going to have to end soon.
-A

Why's it going to end soon user?

I'm already dating someone... I shouldn't have let myself get into this sort of mess.
I think this one might be too good for me, anyway. I'm a gross socially inept NEET. I don't know how anyone could love me, let alone her...

I still love you, and I cry knowing when you gave me a chance years ago, I'm so sorry I know its creepy and intrusive. I'm still crying. I know why there's no one else like you but I can't say it, since those things are frowned upon. I just hate everyone I know irl, I physically get repulsed and walk away, but when you reached out to me years ago I knew I would have done it.

I feel better but its creepy of me to orbit people for daily for years, I'm so sorry. If it hasn't stopped now it will never stop. I know I'm creepy

that's no way to move forward onto your next adventure user

Who is this for user? post initials user

Are your initials both A?

>I have someone else now that has their life together that's an even better fit that's going to come live with me.
Ok. Goodbye.
By the way, I dislike this song.

Its for someone I met through friends of friends, its complicated. and I hope the next adventure is not orbiting desu, I really want to be stable and not be a freak weirdo even though orbiting is my only unique trait

You're not a freak or a weirdo user.

Yes, they are.

original comment

I don't think I'm the person you're thinking of, though.

I wish I had realised you were nymphomaniac before you moved away.

Hey Drew.

Wish you didn't just up and disappear when we were younger. I think you knew I was always in love with you. I carried you in my heart for years and thought that I would always love you no matter what. I kept that email you sent me from class, for some letter assignment. You said you were supposed to write to your best friend and you wrote it to me. I cherished that email for so long. I loved you since I was 11 years old.

When you were depressed and suicidal you told me I was one of the things keeping you from killing yourself. I signed in on msn every day, all evening, so I could be there if you needed me. Then one day you stopped signing in. When facebook became a thing and I finally made one, I used it to check in on your life and to make sure you were alive.

The week after you told me you were depressed and then stopped coming online was one of the scariest times of my life. Then you told me why, your dad found your suicide letter hiding under your bed. I should have told you I loved you. I never had the guts to. Losing you wasn't an option for me. And then you ghosted.

I'm glad I saw you again that night with my cousins. I saw what you have become and probably always were. A selfish person. Asking for a hug? After everything? Just waltz on up and tell me you left EVERYONE like it's okay because you didn't just abandon ME. You asshole. Thanks though, without that night I would still be holding that love in my heart.

I told you I wasn't single, and yet you still texted me the next day asking to hook up. I reminded you I had a bf and that didn't stop you. You cheated on Kayla too, I remember. I guess you were always scum I was just blinded by my adoration of you.

I won't dig up old problems, but I want to cry and yell at you for things turning out like this.

I will always remember you as my first love, thank you for being my best friend while you were still there. I hope you learn some day.

Goodbye, Drew.
You'll always be my taco.

Dear L,

I love you. I hope you're having fun tonight with O. Maybe we will get to talk later. If not, have sweet and happy dreams.

Love, S

It was goodbye a long time ago.
I'm just venting about my brains inability to move on.
I wish it was as easy for me to say Ok. Goodbye. as it is for you.

The song is more about the context of the video and the life those two live, considering their similarity in looks.

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