Write a letter. Address it to someone

Write a letter. Address it to someone.

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You sold me down the river for nothing thinking I couldn't swim. Watch your back.

dear you,

thanks for saving me.

dear other you,

thanks for both fucking me up more than i already was and helping me move forward even though you didn't mean to.

dear most recent you,

i hope you don't disappoint me in the end.

you should too user, you should too. Also that's some petty shit thing to say

>that's some petty shit thing to say
Don't worry about it, I'll probably see you first

I bet you will post about me soon.

You don't know me and I don't think I know you. All I'm saying is you're saying things you'll regret.

Dear Rebecca,

I liked you, but so many years have passed that I know you won't like me. You've changed and so have I. Maybe not for the better, not for either of us. I'm different, so different, and distant too. I don't want to go back and do things differently. I just want to reflect on what I did, and what that says about me, and what that says about you. I'm not sorry that I never made a move. Sure I drove you around town one night and dropped you off at your house and said something awkward. It didn't make me feel good. I'm still not feeling good and I don't think I really have, which has been going on about as long as you entered the picture. I don't know how I'm supposed to be and I didnt know what I was supposed to do when I thought that you liked me. I had to be sure and I wasn't sure how to make sure. I'm not sad that we were never together. I just feel like things could've been different. It was a long time ago. I don't know what you're doing now, you might've forgotten me. I think that would be okay. If everybody forgot me, that would be okay. I think that I felt for you at one time but I don't remember it clearly. Nothing is clear anymore. But I don't blame you for it. If there was someone else to blame for it I don't think I'd blame them. You're just a name, now. And things could've been different but they aren't and that's okay too.

Dear
I think about you so often. I wonder why we just can't be together I know you'd be so much more happy with me. When we do those things that make you blush to talk about. Let's get together and talk about it soon.
Yours,

>write a letter
>adress it to someone
Everything I ever wanted! Let's do this.

dear OP,
i hope you get shot today, cause you're a nigger and a fag.
May the nine circles of hell fuck your soul for eternity.
PS:
No, you don't get a funeral, every dead nigger goes straight to the garbage.

Dear ......
I hate what you did to me. I hate that you won't show me what I need in order to let it go. I can't ever trust you. And I can't ever be back in love with you. You've only contributed to the list of those that have burned me. And I'm sorry, but I have burned you too.

Dear ...
You have treated me Impotently. And even after everything you've done to me. I have no ill-intent toward you. And that itself breaks me, because when you attempt to reconnect with me and get back into my life, I must decline because I know that it will help me. And I recall what she said. What she lied about. And even though I might not be who we think I am, I appreciate that you, in tears of hate and sorrow, still saw me as I saw you. And I love you so much for that. And I will always love you, because you are part of my life. I'm sorry we can't have this. And I'm sorry I'm not what you wanted me to. But the man you want me to be, is the man I wish could be.

Dear E


I miss you lots and cant wait to see you again. I hope youve been having a good time at school!

Dear ___
When you told me you were lesbian, I was crushed for a few minutes. But then I thought about how great of a friend you are, and I remembered that I like you for who you are, not who you aren't. So keep on being cool. You found me in what was probably one of the worst weeks of my whole life, and brought just a little light into that. That goes farther than I think you could ever know. We haven't known each other long, but I'm looking forward to us being best friends, since that seems to be where it's going. If you find this, I hope you feel the same

Dear nigga
I can't stop the pain in my anus it is becoming far too mychb for me to handle please send help quick goddamn brag oh shit my dood
xoxoxo lewd mcgroove

DEAR FUTURE HUSKY WHOM I LOVE SO MUCH I CANT WAIT TO CUDDLE YOU LOTS OF LOVE ME

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Think again, Carly Simon.

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take good care of your future husky!

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just go get a husky and bring it home
your parents will have a hard time sending it away once they see how cute it is

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Based upside down husky!

Two things wrong with that, I wouldn't do that because that's not right it's against what mummy and daddy want and two there are no breeders locally that I've seen they're all a good hour or so drive away

Dear jm
Why did you have to be a fucking idiot man. You could wait three more years theres now a list of questions that im going to have to go on for sixty more years or so. still love you chief and ill see you on the other side i guess

Dear S

Things aren't getting any easier but I guess I'm getting stronger. I'm happy and devastated that you finally got what you wanted from me. I'm going to Quebec next spring, I honestly hope I never hear your voice again. I want to run for miles in a gas mask until your name and face dissolve in the adrenaline. I know I shouldn't be doing this but if I didn't make my mind up when you left for the last time I would have ended it in February. I don't want to feel the things you made me feel with anyone else, or ever again to be honest. I remember telling you that your words were poison and you had evil in you but I knew then that I was speaking of myself. For three years I loved you. Maybe in three years I'll love myself.

I can't say I love you after everything, but god damn it do I miss you.

J

I miss you so much, yes I am having fun with her but I still miss you

For Susie,
I will begin by saying, you are really the sweetest girl I've met so far. Bold as that may be, I will justify. When we first met you or your friend asked if you were able to sit next to me. Shortly before, I had recently sat down and I was about to watch a video and do what I usually do when I eat. Try to make my meal somewhat enjoyable with a video. My stuff was scattered. It was a complete mess and I couldn't care less. I moved the majority of my stuff out of the way out of courtesy. Then you began asking questions. I was a bit dumbfounded since it meant you and your friend wanted to sit for the purpose of a conversation. Getting to know me. First time I'd been exposed to that sort of concept of 3 strangers getting to know each other. You asked about my interests and you took interest in one. At the end of our conversation we exchanged numbers to schedule a meeting time. At the time I usually would expect the most devastating outcome. I've developed that habit since I've been let down multiple times. Call it a form of defense. When I messaged you my free time, all of a sudden I didn't feel the need for that defense. For whatever reason I felt no worries. I held on to a bit of faith. Your actions had spurred something in me. From you, I felt no matter the action you took, it was never meant to do any harm to me. When you finally replied, I just thought that was exactly the case and I still believe it today. That is, your actions are not meant to hurt anyone. The more we met, the more I thought you were more than sweet. You are beautiful. You wanted to know me more than a stranger. I'm sorry I'm not the best at getting to know others. But I tried. I can say more than a few things about you today.
Recall my lemma. That is, no matter the action you take, I believe it is not meant to harm. I'm going to claim something bold. That is, something I cannot prove and be right about without something else. This will be words upon faith: I love you, Susie.

Dear ____,
I honestly dont know where to start. I fucking suck. I mess up so frequently and make the same mistakes over and over again and it always leads to you getting hurt. I try to fix it, I try to think before I act or speak but every time I feel like I make progress I fuck up and hurt you again. But for some strange reason you still love me. I love you with all my heart and I never mean to hurt you but I do. I'm trying to be better. I want to be better for you. I'm afraid that by the time I get it right you'll have had enough. That I wont be worth it anymore. Sometimes I even think you only love me because you are afraid that no one else will ever love you, but I'm not willing to risk it bc I love you so much. You mean the world to me but I fuck up so much that it doesn't show. I wish I was better. I wish I could make you happy. I wish I could take so many things back. The only thing that I can hope for now is that I get it right and you forgive me. I love you so much. Please never leave me, i'll get it right.
Sincerely,
user

Dear V
I had feeling for you , I was trying to be myself and you were using me to your advantage , you lied straight to my face . About E not plotting on ruining my life. You broke me , I was never the same after you chose him over us. Waiting there the past few years I didn't know what to do with my own fears when you were right beside me all along. Now I'm laying think about the time where we first met. I miss seeing you , your laugh , your smile, your voice ,your smell ,and your personality.
I am actually doing better I work at a hotspot in my city. I have lots of friends now. I am sorry I chose to ignore you that day. I just had to let go I needed room for growth and to move on to the next part of my life and you were keeping me back. I wish you could see the new person I have become.
I no longer feel anger or resentment
I am closer to God now
I actually take myself seriously
I no longer drink to be happy
I hope j and his aunt are better
I want to see you and j again so I can apologize in person
With love R

My Dearest A,
Every day I grow more and more depressed. My nihilism slowly widens like a shadow does when the sunsets. A burning bloating pain can be felt in the center of my chest and it hurts so much I sob a few tears out every now and then. My throat also aches from repressing the need to scream and wail. I don't think I'm going to be better any time soon, so I wish no one to feel the unexplicable pain that I am feeling.
Love,
Q

i wish you would actually just leave me alone like ive asked you to do so many times. seeing you talk about me after our date makes me never want to do anything with you. i will never date someone like you

corrine,

there's no real way to segue this into a conversation naturally, so i'll just leave a letter here. uhh. i dont know if you worry about this, but im not going to walk away again. being friends is more comfortable than i anticipated, and im relieved. going no contact twice was real shitty of me and i dont want to do it again, no matter what happens. be safe

Dear ...
You were my best friend. My one true best friend in the world and I was able to trust you with everything. Every problem, every thought, every botherment, I had you to talk to. Hah, I remember when I was heart-broken because my first love broke my heart, and you held me when I was in utter tears. And that made me feel better, even though I felt so lost, and so down in the dumps. And, you know, Sometimes, I wonder how it would be if things didn't end up like they did. How close we would be, how much better I would feel, I honestly can say if what had happened didn't, I would be a much happier person. Oh God, I'm crying now writing this, allowing the thought process just wallow out all the feelings that resided in my chest. I want to forgive you so bad. I want that connection to be reimbursed. I want to be able to let my guard down with one person, just one. My self-loathing has gotten worse and it only seems to continue. I rarely eat, and I feel like a cowardice rat being here now. But, I know I have nowhere else to go. And I wish I died at that time. A part of me did. And I know it only gets worse from here.

Dear OP.

You are a faggot.

Sincerely, your never ending lover, E

Dear me,

Cheer up! We're gonna be okay! We'll make it, okay? I promise. Please don't give up.

I love you. Really.

Dear past me,

if you read this you sucessfully went to the gym for 6 months and stopped being a quitter for once in your life. Keep lifting those weights up, like you wished you were lifted up during times of struggle and remember to NEVER, EVER QUIT AGAIN IN YOUR LIFE. Peace through strength, happiness through struggle, results through consistency.

Gladly yours and forever yours,

Future You

COngratulations

Dear Natalee,

You were the worst thing that ever happened to me. You treated me horribly. You physically beat me and emotionally destroyed me until I was a shell of who I was before. You made me so inward, you made me hate myself for things that you did. You are the scum of the earth, I don't feel bad that you got raped by that guy you hung out with alone that day.

Sincerely,
me

Dear user
These threads are dumb and it seems pointless on the surface to write your heart out only for other fuck ups to see. And to some degree it is pointless.
But what you may or may not realize is that you are venting. You're admitting your flaws, your fuckups, you're admitting your wrongdoings and hopefully acknowledging that they were wrong.
It's therapeutic isn't it? This is healthy, you are improving yourself by letting it all out and I commend you for that. But now that you've let it out, it's time to move on. Just like this thread will be archived eventually, archive the fuckups and negative feelings, throw them away because you really don't need that negativity anymore. Keep what you have learned from the experience, and keep moving forward.
Because these threads are really gay and it's really embarrassing to see other humans crying over spilled milk to a community who simply will not care. Seriously it disgusts me to see all this, you all look like you're trying to be so dramatic and sincere, look at yourself and what you're doing and just fucking stop. You're an embarrassment for turning to these threads.
Especially you Kai, you disgust me. You look like an autistic alien and idk why you keep talking to her because she thinks of a flea more highly than she thinks of you. And it's so incredibly embarrassing to see you writing letters to all the girls you worshiped and told you love in hopes of getting the coochie.
Sincerely
Someone you may or may not know

Dear me,

95% of the mistakes in your life are your fucking fault.
You richly deserve death and you know it. You deserve what's going to happen. Justice is Justice.
HOWEVER, that being said you actually feel shame. You know what it is, you know what guilt is, you know what regret it. And because you feel shame and because you feel you betrayed yourself....that makes you 99% better then this shitty planet's entire sub-human population.
Because you felt shame and regret. You know the difference is between right and wrong. And you make/made a concerted effort to right your wrongs.
And that makes all the difference man.
SOON. You will get Justice. God willing you will clear your name.
God willing.
Cheer up, it will happen and when it happens you will be justified and tranquil.

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dear bitch you're a cunt you got everyone to harass me. thanks for that cunt

dear fagboy, fuck you, you fucking cunt i hope you get hit by a bus for making up stupid lies in hs about me

Dear.....
I love you
I don't trust myself to write this properly
There's nothing to say but that's me being slient
I still love you, although I know you're generic, but in the emotional sense. Like person who are insecure. But everyone does love them.
You have no emotional depth and no real story. generic in the sense you're like everyone else. No real problems. Because you can do things effortlessly and get along with everyone effortlessly.
I love you even though you don't need it and I know I'm capable of loving people who do need help as a person, and I know you don't want mine ever

I wonder what advantages each of those skulls have over one another

We're all the same goy

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If you'd talk to them and ask the right questions then you'd figure out what they want help with. Maybe they want love and emotional support.

Can't, I can't remember who they are and I don't have access to the "proof" right now.
It doesn't matter, they're fine and already have a a stable social circle, it's subjective.
I'm not kicking someone who's already down for fun,

oisin
this is silly but i really like you. you have such a gentle soul, and you're so kind to everyone. you're like the embodiment of happiness and warmth. you know i'm shy and nervous, and you always smile at me encouragingly or tell me i've done well in your sweet happy voice to make me feel better, and it makes me feel so warm and comforted inside. i wish i could hold your hand someday

Petty threats, 0/10 gay and bluepilled.

Dear S

The love between each other is important and stronger than anything else
We have our problems and we had our fights,but we could just leave them behind
We could build again a life together and restore trust in each other
We could have a more mature relationship and grow up together
You still can fix things
You ruined them,i helped ruining them,but you are the only one who can fix them again
I know you are still in love with me and i know you wish more than anything else to have those times together back
Just believe in us
I believe in you

F

I know that feel man. Nothing worse.

Dear Elizabeth...

That passionate flame for you within me hasn't been extinguished. Nay, it only continues to burn, as brightly as it ever has. I only wish you'd stayed with me. Those lovely nights we'd spent together, lying in each other's arms, will never leave my mind. It is an, torturous feeling to be devoid of your smile, your embrace. Why did you go. Now, once again, I am empty. Oh babe, why did you leave me? I truly thought you were the one who would be there with me as I lay on my deathbed, content that I'd lived life with my better half. These days I am bitter and cannot think without resentment. I've fallen into a pit which does not end, and only you can pull me out. Wherever you are, whatever you're doing or thinking, please do not forget me.

Your love,
user

I'm really pathetic, but you were special.
I'll try to get help soon, and once I have my life in order, I hope I meet someone like you.
Still, it's better to not lie to people. It hurt and left me with questions and selfdoubt.

C,
What are we doing? It makes me so uncomfortable. I want to care about you but I feel like I can't. I feel trapped in this with you, and you have control over the situation. My fault for rushing this, I guess. What's going on with you lately? These last few days have felt awful. I want to know if you're worried about dating because of someone else.
-J

This shit is so funny II
I love you, OP! and Kai, you whore! Hahah Iook, people talking about you! I wonder how many times you will refresh this page, LOL.

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This is unsubstantiated.

>kai
wtf thats my name, who are you

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Dear L,
I love you a ton, you're the sweetest person in the universe.
S

Dear B,

Sorry I took you out on a date to Ihop with only $30 to my name and nearly got us arrested when I couldn't pay the rest of the bill.

Hope you'll still let me fuck you.

Sincerely,

C

P.S. - Don't think you're better than me, you dumb bitch. You're a fucking hoodrat weave wearing nigger with a mutt kid and a weed addiction. Yeah, I was dead broke that day, but at least I have a job. And pride. What do you have? A bunch of dumb niggas dicking you? A cokehead mom? Food stamps? A work sweater(how the fuck could you wear this on a date?) with bleach stains? Yeah, you have a pussy, but I'M the one with the power here. Thins would be great between us if you just let me come over and fuck you every other day, maybe chill and smoke/drink together. We could have be great fuck buddies.But don't get it fucked up, I won't be a fucking cuck step dad. Fuck that. You're just an ugly hood bitch, I could find better than you in no time. I'M the one with the power here bitch.

And you better start replying to my texts faster. Who the fuck are you, texting me back TWO fucking days after I text you? Too busy with your shitty security gig? Good luck with that bitch. You couldn't even hold down a janitor job. You ain't SHIT without me. Don't you fucking forget that. That's why your fucking ex wants to kill you. He's on to your bullshit ways.

Bitch.

Text me back, ok? I think I like you.

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>your name
actually its my name

J/L
I advise you to shave
M

Dear G

I would like to start of with apologising. Although i feel like a fag for writing this i had a dream about you last night. We where in a class i sat close. I looked at you was met with fear, regret and anxiety as usual. But this time i couldn't look down in selfpity. You didnt say anything just kept looking into my eyes then you moved closer. And hugged me. Wakeing i was content but now i have fallen back into my normal depression. Seeing this post made me think it could help to get this off my chest having told no one. Rember six years ago i cant rember the date but its when i first saw you. I fell head over heels for you. You where the fisrt and last thing in my life that made me feel. When your friend told me you liked me. I felt empty i should have been happy i should have been anything but i wasn't so in that split second i managed to utter a confused ok. I didnt and still dont know why i felt so empty but i chalked it down to me being a fat cry baby bitch like how could some so pathetic be allowed happiness. After a while came the contradicting thoughts of; what if she loved me like i do her; what if she gets depressed; she couldnt love such a pathetic piece of shit. So on so forth. I just want you to know im sorry and i love you
-N

Unleash your hidden potential and create your own reality. Got to a gym thrice a week starting TODAY

someone woke up on the wrong side of the trailer park

I just want you to know you're my dream girl and I'd like to see you again. I'll let you be my gf if you pay me to date you. You know how to find me.
Yours truly.

I remember you
you're still on this scam?

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I guess love is a scam isn't it? They stole my heart and what do I get in return for it?

Best case, money and a gf.

>who are you
Not one of your fucking e-gfs

You been playing behind yourself you double dirty crossing you dog, you lied and snitched and ran off left your father in a grave, In a grave. He had died and burned in the fire lying there, Nuremburg Freeing bird purest word down on it studersburg. Dreams on the sky said to fly higher than your eye, beyond everything you ever thought a dream in your mind I can shine way beyond thought way beyond to my lizard and my spiders on my rock and my deepest down deeper than my Devil's Hole,and I cried down again I said goddamn you lost your soul .You sold out you damn fool what you end up with somebody's rule. You got to play evil and down in sin you got to be there. Truss it back again, cut it on down bring it around and let me go on to my home where I love down on anywhere's OK. I'm just livin' in my own motherfuckin' dream you've been walking every goddamn day in my motherfuckin' day death row. Down on the hole, fix the green submarines you jellybean jerkin' jeans down through everybody's mind can't you see, Geneva on the M.X. riding on the world free. How come you wont let me back in and live what I earned. I earned my way out of this goddamn can. I told you I didn't break your motherfuckin' Law. you goddamn fool. 1776, you think I'm gonna die for that again? Fuck you! you carry it back. you carry that motherfucker back one time. And then bring it on back to my city in my rhyme and play like you're something over me, fool. I'll take my pistol and teach you a rule. Down through my outlaw swing on a noose. You think I was playing fancy fantail with your bridge party and your Mother Goose

dear blank

It is over, I won, surrender now or be obliterated

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