letters in the void

I wish I met you once I accepted myself, and we both could have had a beautiful relationship- I know it. I feel like we were both scared, we were so young and passionate. I know that we have both grown, I hope you think of the times we had and you feel that warmth all over that we would feel when we were together. That’s something i’ll remember forever.

dear everyone, you do not need to confine yourself. people will not judge you for your playlists, or the amount of people you follow. and even if they do, in the long run, it does not matter. you are who you are. you should not let the idea of someone else's thoughts make you worry everyday. i have become the person who worries that people won't like what i listen to, or that i think it's just 'too much'. i have become the person who is constantly paranoid of what other people see when they look at me. do not let those thoughts confine you into some box, because you will not fit.

You hear that?

hey dylan. you won't be the first to read any of my books anymore. im so mad at you for leaving. but im still so thankful that you did. i really miss staying up and talking to you. but it was so wrong. i wouldn't be here to say this if i hadn't met you, but it really hurts that you left. i know we never dated, and im very glad we didn't, but i really miss you. i miss being able to tell you things. i think it's ok that i can't. i hope you never see this, but if you do, please write to me somehow. i love you.

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I wish I had the money to leave this loser. I'm tired of being walked all over, misunderstood and unheard. He never takes accountability for his actions. He shifts the blame to me. He had to hide messages from her because I wouldn't understand and get mad. He's the one that said he didn't want anything to do with her because she broke his heart when she ↓u¢k€d his brother. What kind of \/\/h∅r€ does that sh!t? I'm so tired of feeling degraded and disrespected. I just want to go back to the days before we ever met.

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Dear Weiwei, have you lost your mind? Sorry, that sounds rude, but truly i'm wondering. You are so deep into your narrative that she always meant to hurt you and tear you down. That she's so conniving and insecure. And your so glad to finally escape her and her cages. It's not an option to you that she misses you. At least a version of you. She loved you, she trusted you, she was your best friend. And you tore it apart and crushed her to pieces. You disappeared with no explanation. And if you wanted to end it, great!... but you didn't. You stalked her and harassed her based off the delusions you created in your head. I hope your happy. But i find it hard to believe that you are. A healthy person doesn't cyberbully someone because of lies you chose to believe. Good Luck in high school. Good luck with your plagiarism and fragile friendships. (I hate being angry and resentful, im sorry that i am. but i hate what you've done.)

i wish i can tell you lahat. hindi ko talaga inexpect na aabot tayo sa ganito, eh. patawarin mo sana ako kapag nalaman mo na. hindi kita pipiliting mag stay at mag tiwala sakin ulit.

I'm done with you Nathan. I can't stand the idea of my friends comforting me when you eventually don't choose me. Im choosing my self.... It's not your fault you don't have feelings for me

it's been three months now since i broke up with you. it's been About 3 months since i last saw you. we ended things so badly, when i had wished to end things on a peaceful note. i still turn it over in my head, the ways you were lacking and the ways you weren't, and the ways i fucked up. i am not without blame here, or crime, i know i wasn't perfect, absolutely not. i can't help but wonder exactly how imperfect i was. did that cloud my judgement? but maybe my judgement wasn't so off that i could do you so cruelly. i was lost, yes, but i also knew myself, i'm not crazy! i'm not crazy, and you made me feel crazy. that wasn't on me. I STILL FEEL ANGRY. I still feel so angry with you. i don't know where to put all this anger, it's like a fire that can't be doused, it drives me insane. i am so....powered by all these pent up emotions, i don't know where to release them. I don't know where to release you. There's still some of you in me. I need you to get the fuck out. I need you to leave my insides. I need you to. I need to take you out. You don't even have the decency to wish me a happy birthday. YOU'RE NOT A MAN. you're not a man. you're not a proper fucking man. you're weak, and pathetic, and so ugly inside, you think you're so good but you're NOT. it kills me inside that you're somewhere right now, thinking yourself to be the ultimate victim here. it infuriates me to no goddamn end! i hated being with you--perhaps i could've communicated that better. why is it all on me? was there no goddamn way you could've improved on your own? why do i still bear the burden of your ugliness? i hate you. i hate you. i hate you. i hate you. i hate you. i can't let go of this anger. i hate you. i hate you. my anger now is comparatively less intense than the initial stages but i maintain my stance: i hate you. i can't stop hating you. it's killing me a little bit, honestly. i just want to stop thinking about you for good. why can't i stop? why can't i stop hating you?

i am so jealous of you and your past with him. im choosing to let go of you now. i am tired of comparing myself to you...

Ha världens bästa dag❤️

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My mom said she wanted to name me Soo-A when I was born. My mom said she wants a daughter that she can be proud of. My mom said she is too embarrassed to talk about me in public. My mom told me to disappear when the time comes. Out of her sight, out of her mind. Maybe in another life I would have been Soo-A. Soo-A doesn’t do stupid things like making fan-art. Soo-A doesn’t get threes on her AP exams. Soo-A doesn’t hang out with friends. Soo-A doesn’t talk back to her mom. Soo-A wants to get into a good college. Soo-A has a nice slim face. Soo-A doesn’t like stupid things like k-pop. Soo-A deserves the world. In my next life.

If you're ever unsure then just know you both failed me. Hard. My friend's are better to me than you have ever will be because you never want t be the one to fall. You were supposed to be my best friend...

I really don’t care about him, I just wish you would’ve thought about me and told me, if being with him makes you happy then of course I want that for you, but how could you lie to me and cut me off like I was nothing, we were best friends at one point. I let you into my home, I cried to you, you showed him a private video I made as a way to vent and made me a laughing stock. I genuinely hope it was worth breaking my heart and throwing our friendship away for a guy.

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My sweet John, " Standing in the kitchen, hands in the dishes. For a man who loves me as much as he can, which is half as much as you did." I'm scared. I'm scared I will never be able to love someone as much as I loved you. I don't want to be forty, married, with you consuming the back of my mind. I still think about you, think about us, I rewind and fix everything little thing that went wrong, I make up alternative scenarios in my head of us still being together, I have imaginary conversations with you, your voice lives in my head. I'm scared I will never truly be over you, that I will miss you every once in a while, or literally every other day. I wish I could just see you one more time. Just one day. One hug, one kiss, one conversation. Though I know it won't mend anything, nor would it make us feel better, but it would satisfy the ache I've felt whilst craving for you. I love you so much. I'm scared I will never stop loving you and I'm scared I will never love anyone more than I did you. I love you, my sweet beautiful boy. I love you forever and more.

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Dear Evelyn, you always say when I see you I miss you what have you been doing and the truth is I'm doing nothing my only hobby is suess and everytime I bring it up you hate it. And you make me feel like a 1# everytime we are together but in school at least when I almost thought you were my best friend someone would come in and remind me how I'm just a name burryed under many other names of best-er friends who you probably laugh more with and definitely have more fun with. And why do you hate when I am proud for a show that I'm in you get everything volleyball cute clothes and you look pretty without makeup and all I have is suess why take that away?

Dear Rae, after our huge fight you say were fine and I want that for us. But every time we talk it's like your doing all the talking and I'm just giving stupid answers.i miss how we used to be but everything is weird now.

Dear, Kim Hi, I'll say it here since i couldn't tell u in person and I think I'll never will. I like you, I can't even say if it's just like, if i said love, then i might be too fast or u might say I barely know you but, I have like you eversince first year, and now we're about to be 4th year. No, it wasn't a love/like at first sight, but i surely noticed your beauty. As days goes by, just suddenly, I catched a feelings towards you. Kasi doon sa mga araw na dumaan, I got to observe, and somehow saw a glimpse of how you are as a person, magkaklase tayo e so i see you 5 or 6 times a week lol. To make the long long story short. I plan to confess to you after graduation, just to get it out of my chest, because i know na I don't have a chance to you, wala eh, mali. And I don't want to drag u with me. Anyways, thank u for making school exciting to attend kase makikita kita, thank u for shouting my name just to say hi to me that one time, thank you for being friendly (mostly first year kasi nakakausap pa kita nun e hahah), thank u for butterflies, for playing that card game in the middle of the heavy rain ( i got a chance to make u laugh and hold your hand lol), thank you for everything. I wish you nothing but the best! I know you'll go far, see u when I see u.

I liked u Carl Ergina

to that young man, how's your life going? how's everything going? good, right? any who... this might sound a bit 'meh' but sometimes i still think about you... you may or may not read this, our find out about this. but so you know... hope you'll get what you dream for... i still remember you want to study to Australia, and i'm still rooting for you to fulfill your dream. see you on the top, kid.

you will always be loved as long as i am alive.

Hii i hope you're ok now

hi

Dear (well, I guess I can't really say your name on here, can I?) Well, whatever. I don't know how to start this. I saw something with my name on unsent project and I know in my gut it's from you. It was posted on your birthday, in army green (iykyk), and oddly specific. Let me say something, too. Maybe if I were a guy, I'd love you. Maybe if you were a guy, you'd love me. But we love each other, or at least I do- enough to last for the both of us. I hate to say this, but if I don't, both of us will regret it forever. Don't be with him. Be with me. Because I know you're off somewhere in the mountains right now, and won't come back, but I'll wait. Across every single fucking lifetime, I'll wait. Because I love you so much, that my chest feels like it's going to explode. You know who I am. If you find this, write me back. Please. -On vocal rest, helped you pet a horse for the first time. Did you know it was my first time too, but I put on a brave face to impress you?

someone told me once that a crush was a lack of information. That to get a crush out of my head I needed to stop idealizing them. I needed to see them for who they are, flaws, habits, anything that would give some solace or justification as to why it wouldn’t work out. But with you, no matter how much i learn about you, no matter how many habits or beliefs that are different than mine, it doesn’t matter to my brain. i still long for your arms around mine. i still miss you while I’m away and I am still giddy and happy when we reunite. Despite us being friends, and despite the circumstances, I’ve grown to love and cherish you more than words can explain. and I feel guilty, and although I say it’s my brain or my ruminating thoughts, it’s more then that. It’s me, it’s truly all of me, and it pains my heart to keep thinking about how we will probably never be together. And I wonder every day if you feel the same, if you think of me even half as much as I think of you. You have eyes that can heal, and you have eyes that kill. I hope someday I’ll know if those eyes will ever be for me.

hi baby, miss na miss ko na ikaw sana after 10years tayo pa rin. kapag financially stable na tayo, sana matupad natin mga pangarap natin na mag kasama tayo—sana matupad yung pangarap ko na sayo ikasal :( i love you, Jeremiah. kung matuloy kaman sa manila, mag iingat kayo ni oyo. kayo pa rin ang number 1 trio ko when it comes sa concert, parang kapatid ko na rin kasi si oyo fr—hindi niyo pinaparamdam sakin na ibang tao ako. sana maging successful kayo sa buhay mag kapatid, tapos libre niyo na lang ako ube halaya hahahaha

I wish I could have one more day with you. I could hug you, I could learn everything about you, I would study everything you said. I would finally kiss you. It heart to grieve you when your still alive, hell your still in the same fucking school. What’s wrong with me? Why her. I need you? When did it stop being me? I wait for you, I always have and I always will. I love you unconditionally. What can she offer that I can’t? I don’t think anyone could love you like I do. I think it’s impossible for anyone to love anyone like I love you. One sided, unconditional, divine intended love. I wish for you. I think I exist for you sometimes. You’re my everything, I would do anything to have you back. And I don’t think I will be whole till I do. Lord knows I haven’t been whole since you left.

I let it happen again bruh I fell for your pretty words and your calculated moves. I let you touch me and have me without doing anything to deserve it. I gave it to you. I told myself I wouldn’t, but deep down I knew I would. You feel the same in my arms, but I can’t help but wonder where you learned your new tricks. You are my addiction. I know id be better without you but I don’t want to be apart. I’m even thinking about packing myself into a little box just for you. Im there for the good times, discarded when it gets too complicated. Writing this feels fucking pathetic. I dont know what to do anymore. I get my shit together for like a week and go insane the next. I dont know what I want. I dont know what I wish for. I have so many questions that I know you dont have the answers to. Honestly I just wish you’d broken up with me so you could work on yourself. Like, truly work on yourself. Not so you could go party, not so u could go find a new bitch, not so u could spend all ur time n money smoking weed. (note to self: stop dating stoners) all of this so u could one day be in a better place and say “hey gen, now that we both like ourselves, lets go out again nd love each other right and make each other happy” I keep imagining myself with new people. Like, having a summer bf at Syracuse or one day dating someone else. it feels so uncanny. Like not repulsive, but I just cannot imagine ever being that close with someone ever again. I know I had boyfriends before you, and ive felt strongly about people in the past, but I think u were genuinely my first love. I dont think I actually knew what love was before I met you. Id never had someone treat me with such care and compassion before you. Someone that truly knew me down to my core. My partner and my best fucking friend. You were my best. fucking. friend. I hadn’t cried over you in a week I guess I let it happen again

dear carter, i still love you. no matter what. wherever you end up, i will always love you.

You are psychotic for what you posted yesterday. A person who is happy in a new relationship wouldn't do shit like that and YES you can be happy and still upset over your ex but if you had even an ounce of respect for me you would have thought about me even for a quick moment before posting that shit. It's ridiculous. You're ridiculous. you are silly and goofy and mean and cruel and beautiful and lost. And maybe we never should have gotten together but I let you make every fucking move in hopes if you had shit to get out you would. I couldn't control liking you but I never would have made the first move because I knew you still loved him. You did that. And I have to live with it. If we break up tomorrow I don't even think you would care. Not in the same way I do. I wish you weren't my first proper girlfriend. I wished you cared about my feelings even an ounce as much as you care about making your ex feel something. And honestly I'm not even sure what you want him to feel because you genuinely just look like a fool posting that. And I and idiot. And we don't look real. Also I'm done but stop fucking saying you love me 'as a friend' that is bullshit. We actually agreed not to say it as friends. So fuck you. And also fuck you for using such a banger to get your point across. Haunting my playlist you asshole.

Welcome, strangers and letter writers. This is my first letter, so I see how this goes. Like most of you, I'm a pretty lonely person by choice, and by luck, I guess. I have a lot to say, though, and no one to say it to, and I watch those movies, you know, like "You've Got Mail" or "Voice Mails to Isabelle", and I think to my self mabey vernting to strangers on the internet might be the best form of therapy yet. So why not try to entertain some people while I disclose the events of my life that still make no sense to me. Like a standup comedy show that's probably not very funny because I'm not that funny. you probably assume from me being lonely that I have no love life, or I had just lost someone, but I find myself kinda in the middle. I'm turning 21 soon, and somehow at the ripe old age of 20, I feel as if I am in a midlife crisis (does this mean I will die sooner? ... probably not, but you never know). Part of my crisis is my so-called love life. When I turned 16, I remember googling what sweet 16 meant; basically, you have a sweet 16 if you have never been kissed, and a sour 16 if you have. I had a sweet 16; I had never been kissed, and I was 95% sure that guy had even liked me yet, but I digress. To comfort my ever-growing pain on the boy front i would tell myself by 18, surely by then, I would have had my first kiss or first boyfriend. I turned 18; if I had to compare my love life to an ocean, it would be a desert that has a rainy seson every couple of years. So when I turned 19, I had a boy interested, the problem was he lived on another island, and I just wasn't attracted to him. Which was rich coming from me because for years I would pray and tell people, "all I want is a good Christian guy, I don't care what he looks like." but apparently I do....... because as it turns out God has a sense of humour. so..... yeah I tried to let him down gently. plus I had just started uni at this point, and a boyfriend seemed a bit too much. At least that's what I

sometimes i watch old shows I used too like and think about everything you took from me

Dear childhood ex best friend You were a terrible friend to me. But I mean it was middle school and everyone is the worst version of themselves in middle school. I just wanted to say if I hadn’t been excluded all those times and looked down on my entire future would be different I would have a different school on my diploma and we would probably be just as close now as then. But that’s not what happened thought wasn’t it? I felt isolated I was extremely depressed and after I failed I felt even worse. I felt so dumb and I didn’t have any friends in any classes and I felt like whenever we talked I was being judged on my stupidity so I transferred school I started over. And when I told you i felt like you just said “ok? “ and we aren’t even talking anymore which sucks because i really felt like we were siblings. I remember talking with your parents and joking with your brother and everything. But I guess blood does run thicker than water. Anyways I wanted to reach out because I need closure and maybe you do too. I ended up making friends who see me for me and are good friends and I hope the same for you. While this message will probably never see the light of day I hope we can be in touch still however after this I will never reach out again because I won’t force someone to do something they don’t want to but I am always here for you girl I love you so so so much and only wish the best for you Hope to stay in touch, J

jackson, i love you. /p -arielle

I want you to love me back

i never told you how much i liked you, that day i forgot to eat lunch before our walk and you had brought me water and a blanket to sit down on. i still remember the day you told me you liked another girl, i lied and said i liked your friend. the days you spent walking for hours with me just because i seemed quiet, you knew when something was wrong and you stayed with me throughout it. thats why i admired you, thats why i still do. you stayed patient with me throughout our tutoring, you offered to hold my hand for needles. i wanted to say yes so bad, but i didnt want to get more attached. i know i need to move on, its been 2 years. but the whole time i wanted you, you wanted her. i was too late, too little for you and i wont compare to her- ever. its hard to think about you knowing i wont have you, last night on the phone helped me more than you could know. talking to you until midnight just about how we feel about life, but all you talked about was her. i talked about you.

From the moment I saw you. I.. couldnt help but love you. You're nice, kind sweet, you care for me when others dont! I love you. To the moon and back, I love you. Till the day the sun explodes, I love you. Even LONGER than when the earth will explode, I love you. More than the sun loves the moon. More than a adorable fucking puppy. Dont leave me. Dont say bye. Just say im yours. And let you be mine.

Can you please chat meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee, I am so damn miserable because of this.

My dearest, From the moment my eyes first fell upon you, something inside me shifted—no, resonated. A trembling in my soul, a quiver in my chest, as though some unseen bow had drawn itself across the strings of my very being. I tried to ignore it. I told myself it was foolish, impractical, even absurd. But passion is rarely reasonable, and desire never asks permission. Your curves are so graceful, polished, unapologetically dramatic and have undone me. The warm glow of your body in the light, the way you rest so elegantly, as if the world itself should pause to admire you. And when you speak… oh, when you speak. Your voice is rich enough to drown kingdoms, soft enough to hush storms. Every note you release feels like a confession meant only for me. I have known beauty before, but never like this. Never something that vibrates through my bones and leaves me breathless. Never something that makes me wish I were made of music, just so I could meet you on your own terms. And so, with all the sincerity a joke can possibly hold—and all the passion a joke should never have—I must say it plainly: I am hopelessly, ridiculously, melodramatically in love with you, my beloved cello.

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End of passion play, crumbling away I'm your source of self-destruction Veins that pump with fear, sucking darkest clear Leading on your death's construction Taste me, you will see More is all you need Dedicated to How I'm killing you Come crawling faster Obey your master Your life burns faster Obey your master, master Master of puppets, I'm pulling your strings Twisting your mind and smashing your dreams Blinded by me, you can't see a thing Just call my name 'cause I'll hear you scream Master, master Just call my name 'cause I'll hear you scream Master, master Needlework the way, never you betray Life of death becoming clearer Pain monopoly, ritual misery Chop your breakfast on a mirror Taste me, you will see More is all you need Dedicated to How I'm killing you Come crawling faster Obey your master Your life burns faster Obey your master, master Master of puppets, I'm pulling your strings Twisting your mind and smashing your dreams Blinded by me, you can't see a thing Just call my name 'cause I'll hear you scream Master, master Just call my name 'cause I'll hear you scream Master, master Master, master Where's the dreams that I've been after? Master, master Promised only lies Laughter, laughter All I hear or see is laughter Laughter, laughter Laughing at my cries Fix me! Hell is worth all that, natural habitat Just a rhyme without a reason Never-ending maze, drift on numbered days Now your life is out of season I will occupy I will help you die I will run through you Now I rule you too Come crawling faster Obey your master Your life burns faster Obey your master, master Master of puppets, I'm pulling your strings Twisting your mind and smashing your dreams Blinded by me, you can't see a thing Just call my name 'cause I'll hear you scream Master, master Just call my name 'cause I'll hear you scream Master, master

jesus is king

I hope you're doing ok even though you've told me your not. I knew ending it would hurt you I really did but I also thought that it'd be better for my mental health which you always told me to put first. Maybe I was wrong. The way you have been acting with any message or interaction has made it five times harder to try and move on. I hope you don't think it was easy. When i sent the message I was shaking, my heart was beating out of my chest, i could barely talk and felt like i couldn't hold myself up. I hope you know that I didn't just randomly fucking decide I didn't want you anymore. Or maybe you don't despite me telling you I didn't. Maybe you know full well it wasn't my intention but want to find a way to hate me so instead you become whiny and don't let anyone ask how you are. Instead of admitting Im gone you tell my stepbrother I glared at you and rolled my eyes when you smiled at me. Instead of making up lies to make yourself feel better admit that i was busy in a conversation and did even realise you smiling. Instead of lying admit you emailed me later to ask me if i didnt want you to talk to me and basically force me to say no. Instead of lying, admit that we had an hour long conversation of you guilting me weather it was purposful or not. Telling me you still didn't understand even after you'd squeezed every nswer i could give you out of me until i got blunt and frustrated and told you i needed space. Instead of trying to find a reason to hate me or make me sound bad, stop asking how i am and refusing to answer how you are. Instead of guilting me face me and exsist in the same room as me for 70 minutes. You promised me we'd still be friends if we ever broke up. You lied to me. You said it'd be ok. You said we'd still be cloes friends but insead you backed out on the one promise i was holding onto when i ended it. I guess im not the only one who backs out on promises. Except you backed out on yours coz youre to scared to face me. I cried coz of you today.

The vice president of the charlottesville chess club (Joaquin L) sexually abused his cousin and the daughter of a family friend around 2009–2010 in Argentina. He forced his cousin to perform masturbation, oral sex, and later anal sex through threats. He was naked and threatened to tell the cousin’s parents that the cousin was forcing him, because the family always trusted JL. The cousin complied; JL would ejaculate and then stop because he had gotten what he wanted. When the cousin said he would tell his father because he did not like what was happening, JL threatened to kill himself if the cousin told anyone; the cousin, not wanting to be blamed for JL’s death, did not report it. At first the abuse involved masturbation and oral sex, but it escalated over time to anal sex. On one occasion when the cousin refused, JL urinated on the cousin’s socks and shoes. The abuse and threats lasted about one year. JL also told his cousin that he had abused the daughter of a family friend while she slept in the house, touching her and forcing her to perform oral sex; the cousin did not report this because he did not want to make the situation worse for JL. In 2017–2018 JL admitted the abuse in front of his cousin and the aunt. The cousin did not report it earlier because the statute of limitations in Argentina had passed. The cousin later disclosed the abuse to his therapist after JL’s admission.

I can never tell you how much I like you. I can't even begin to comprehend it for the fear of if I do, it would hurt me more, knowing we can never be together. It's insane the number of laps you run in my mind. I think of the smallest moments we have together, all soaked in the most joyful laughter. And your poetry is intoxicating— when was the last time I've heard words so moving spoken to me? Your ability to see beauty and God in everything is so admirable. And your music is just so wonderful, I wished you wrote that song you always wanted to. More so do I wish you'd written it for me to hear. But what would a future with you even be like? How could I break someone else’s heart in the hopes you want mine? How could I unlove someone just because you exist? And how can I even begin to be enough for you to see me like I see you? In the end, I know after college, we'll say our goodbyes, maybe as casually as we always do. No hugs, no thank yous or goodbyes. Just a "see you when I do". And you'll walk out of my life, and I'll watch you from a distance as you live on without me. I can only read your poetry and listen to you sing. And hope this will pass, like it says on the sticker of your laptop. And it's like you said, "maybe it will never be like this again, and maybe that's the point". I will simply live with the rose-tinted memory of your laugh. For now, keep whispering your jokes and keep making me laugh. Sing to me about whoever stranger you'll fall in love with. Be my friend, if not the other half of my heart, then the other half of my brain cell.

Hey kav, i hope you won't read it. I don't like to make myself vulnerable, maybe that's why I never really talked to you - but i wanted to but i wanted to. I listen to bewajah every day and i can't stop missing you. I love you (never romantically again)

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Fuck you, alex. You're an abusive, garbage excuse of a man. Your child, your first born son, is at the greatest disadvantage in his life; For he has you as a father.

Cariño, I just want you to call me and tell me you regret everything and to come to yours. I’d drop whatever I’m doing and drive the two hours. But I know you won’t. You’re a tough egg to crack.

Why is it that no matter how much progress we make, I feel like you're still holding back? I'm not her. I'm not your ex, and even if she hurt you and used you, that's not me. It's not fair that you're holding out on me because of experiences from the past. Today is our first month anniversary and I think celebrating it in general is cringe, but acknowledging it isn't that hard. For the past month, every single good morning text has been followed by 'baby', 'gorgeous', 'my beautiful girl', and then magically you manage to mess it up on the morning of our 1 month? It's like you PLANNED to fuck it up. You said 'goodmorning', that's IT, and started talking about all the stuff you need to do today. I haven't answered you for hours because I'm irritated and I've been crying on and off for 12 hours trying to understand why you CAN'T just fully be yourself with me and why I have to always be the one asking to facetime, always be the one making plans for us to meet up, always making the plans to see each other. I was the one who asked us to be official, I was the one who started using the pet names first, I was the one who kissed you first, I try to accommodate your allergies and your stuff and I dont make sexual jokes because I don't wanna make you even remotely uncomfortable. I keep trying to do everything right knowing how messed up I am inside from how I was brought up and treated. I'm so afraid of abandonment and you do NOTHING to reassure me. You text me maybe 3, times in a day and it takes at least 2 hours for you to respond in the first place. You've made me cry so many times because I feel like I care about you so much more than you care about me. I don't care WHY you didn't say anything about the stupid 1 month anniversary thing. I don't wanna chase you constantly, I'm insecure too, I want YOU to initiate sometimes too. You messed up today and you probably don't even know because you probably don't even know we have 1 month together now. Why can't you get it right?

Dear, P. I have this habit of pushing people away, just to see if they like me enough to pursue me regardless of this habit. But now, I pushed you again for a different reason. Our attachment began when we were in college, days where our only worries was passing each subject. It grew throughout the days of talking endlessly through chat and stolen glances during our classes. No conversations were heard in person but in chat, it was different. As my old habit pushed me to cut off our attachment, you got a girlfriend immediately. I felt betrayed of course. How can you find someone that quick? Years passed, you and your girlfriend have been together for 3 years. One random Monday, you've sent me a 4-paragraph long confession that you haven't moved on and that you are breaking up with your girlfriend for 3 years for that stupid reason. How can you be so cruel to the both of us? You disrespected me and your with this stupid confession of yours! How am I gonna accept you with open arms if I am stepping on another girl's dignity and feelings in the process? How cruel of you... Now, I blocked you in any means that you can contact me. I do not plan to be someone's reason for their heartache. I cannot do that to another girl. I don't like you enough to trade my principles with what we had.

Dear cariño, I miss you everyday. Some days are harder than the rest. Today I woke up and was immediately hit with the memory of walking to your apartment. The “I’m On my way!” texts. The excitement building up to it. I memorized the route. I could go back, but it’s just an apartment now and you’re not there. I wish you were there. I wish you’d ask if I want to stay the night one more time. A thousand times. Ask me to move in. But you chose a life without me. I said “if this is what you want” and you scoffed a little and said “it’s not what I want”. I understand but I’m so hurt that I can’t help but take it personally. My mind wants to villainize you to make this whole thing easier. But I know the truth, and it’s that sometimes relationships can’t run off of just love. It needs aligned circumstances and goals. I think back to the call you finally picked up and how much I begged you to stay and make things work. I lied when I said I didn’t understand why we couldn’t continue dating in the fall. Of course I understand. My heartbreak leaves no room for rationality, though. You said that it’d hurt you too much. Is it selfish to say that I want this to hurt you? I love you so much and it’s really fucking with my life right now. I’ve got a shadow that I don’t recognize anymore, but it follows me to bed each night. Go home, I say. I have no home, it responds. I wish we could’ve had a home. I’ve thought about it a lot, what it’d look like. Of course I was realistic, in all my fantasies you were coming home late or I was texting you while you were overseas. But we were connected. We had each other. Now what do I have? Memories that make me sick and letters in books that make me fall in love with you all over again. I love you but I hate that you left me. Does Africa need you more than I do? Does she stay up at night thinking about what she’d do if you were lying there next to her? Can she imagine a life without you? It doesn’t matter because you chose her in this one anyway.

15 years ago I hugged the only person I've ever loved goodbye and then never seen him again. 15 years later I still love him and would do anything just to see him again. Hear his voice. All this time... It's always been you.

Dear AD, I am so sorry. I really am. You loved me and I could not love you back. Now that college is over, I look back and all I have is regret. Regret that I rejected you, when you loved me with all your heart. I still feel so heavy in my heart, and I would really like if you could just confess once more. The thing is, at the moment you confessed, I was scared and struggling. I never thought you would. Man if you would have said things a little earlier, or you would have been brave enough to confess again, I would immediately say a big yes to you. We have things in common, and we would actually make a great pair, just as you said. I never wanted to lose you from my life, and I did not know about my feelings for you. When you confessed, I started thinking about it, and eventually, realized that I do like you. Why do you think I went with you to temples and talked to you again after that? Because I wanted to give you a chance, I wanted to see where things would take us. And I still want to do that. If you ever confess again, I am always here. Let's give each other a chance.

i miss you like fucking crazy. i wish you were here and i wish i felt like i was good enough to keep you with me. you told me you'd stay today. i hate when i get upset at you love. i hate feeling like telling you mean shit and i hate even daring to think so and im always stuck between rage and being unsure. are these feelings real or are they just a byproduct of distance? i cant have you now so i must cry and rage until the days finally end and I'm with you, and then will i be normal around you? why didn't you stay with me? why did you leave and why didn't you tell me you had to go? this hurts the most. i know you told me you value me the most, you love me most and i know youd give up anything for me, and i feel like a selfish piece of shit even thinking different. but god thats how i feel sometimes. we haven't talked in what feels like ages. i feel as if im losing my ability to connect, all i want is to connect. thats all i wish. i fucking hate that we're both so busy i fucking hate how i feel. i wish i could block out these feeling because a sweet angel like you doesnt deserve a bitch like me thinking those things about you. even if you'll never know. please, i fucking beg of you. i swear im begging. please visit. it gets so fucking lonely without you my girl.

dear Lukas the way I treated you in the end will be something that I will regret for the rest of my life. you deserved so much more and I wish now that I could have been that for you. I have been missing you a lot lately and what we had - I know you have moved on and I’m happy for you but still wish we could go back to the start so I could do everything differently. I will always miss you

I love youuuuuuu

I never told you how much you meant to me

It's the summer and i'm alone, so i'm gonna write this! Hi, my first name starts wtih a r, and i've been holding something in that i'm tired of hiding. Truly, I got fat shamed when I was 8. I hated myself, and I still do to this day.I think i've got better at hiding it, ever since then I was quiet.I was dumb quiet, and I guess you can say dramatic. But it all changed in fifth grade.Sure she was a fake friend, but she really helped me be more social. But even with that help, I didn't feel confident. I'm not happy I'm not energetic. Even though i'm literally known for my energetic energy, I'm not like that. I'm quiet. I hate myself but no one knows that I used to apologize for everything. I'm a people, pleaser. Every time I wake up, I'm so sad. But I go to school and pretend. But now that summer, I can't pretend I can't have friends to protect me from myself. I can't pretend anymore, so i'm just sitting in my room crying writing this because I have nothing else to do. I miss my friend's very deeply. And I say, I'm gonna try to be better and lose weight and shit,but let's be honest. I can't. I'm a fuckn depressed emo a bitch- i certainly hate myself and want to die It most importantly... I hate how I'm writing this. Letter right now knowing my friends might see and I don't even give a fuck anymore Seventh grade was very fun for me. Frist confession. Embarrassing memories and a lot of bad ones a but.Hey, I had a great time either way if you guys do see this, I fuckn love you guys, you might see it in eighth grade, or maybe not at all. But I'm really grateful. For all the good memories we had, and if you do see this please don't bring this up or tell anyone. Because I'm still going to still pretend and I pretend so much that I don't even know how to be my real self. So please leave it alone. -r

25. A number i used to associate with your birthday. Happy memories. Now it’s a number o dread seeing anywhere. It’s not like i didn’t see it coming. You were different. I saw it coming, but it still hurt when it came. Was it the right thing? yes. Looking at it now i think i was more scared of how i would fill my days. You were my days. You’re still everywhere, my phone, my shelves, the store, the water, in the music i listen to, in the teddy bear in my bed you gave me for my birthday. Weird how you’re in so much but i no longer have you. The days are blending into one and i’m trying to get used to the quiet. My days were never quiet with you so this has been an adjustment. I find myself looking for any sign of you and then i wonder if you think about the same little things about me? i guess everyone hopes for that after a break up. I never really understood the word “heartbreak”. We talked about it, not because we ourselves saw us going there it was simply a foreign feeling for us. We were the “this is either the worst heartbreak of a for life” kinda thing. Yet here we are. One text with the simple words of “my feelings have changed”. What happened to us? I wasn’t mad. I understood, this is as different, you were different, i was different. Now i’m left in a world that reminds me of you. The small things. Do you see me in the tiny things? or do you dread looking at things that reminds you of me? A part of me wished we ended on bad terms. I do better when i have hate for a person but you? I will love you for the rest of my life. I wonder when i will stop seeing you in everything around me. I hope you grow even more to become the absolute best version of yourself. I got to love you for 5 years and god how lucky I have been to do so. You will be my biggest love and my biggest heartache. It’s not a forever for us in this world, but you’ll have your forever with someone. How lucky they will be. I love you forever.

dear ella and emma, based on those two names grouped together u most likely know who this is from. i just wanted to say how i think i will never stop loving u both. u were my best-friends who made every day of life worth living, the sun to my earth. i know we aren't as close anymore, but ill always miss u both. its natural to change and i know i have too, but sometimes i wish the world just froze when we were at teen ranch together, eating gummy worms on the floor at 11pm. i think that was the epitome of all my friendship in my life and i feel weird knowing i might not experience something like it ever again. i hate it at my school and haven't found any friendships that are a sliver of the fulfillment and happiness u guys brought me. i hope its different for u. i hope you both have friends that make you want to get up at smile and dance. bye for now. you know u can always reach out - s <3

Dear M, I hold no hate in my heart for you, but I am absolutely disappointed in who you turned out to be. Honestly, since everything has happened, I've long since come to realize that you simply aren't worth it. The worst part of it is that everyone else was right. That's what's so disappointing, you were exactly who everyone said you were. I thought you would be the love of my life. The end-all, be-all, you were gonna be what made it all worth it in the end. But life isn't a fairy tale, and you are no Prince Charming. So yes, you will forever be my biggest disappointment. I hope you get everything you want in life. The white picket fence with the Dog and the kids and the wife who doesn't question you. She was one of my best friends after all, so I know she won't. I know you'll get the job you dreamed of and think that it'll make it all worth it. But most of all, I hope you can sleep at night knowing you turned into the thing you once hated most in this world. No matter how you justify it, you know you're wrong. We both do. I hope one day you can look me in the eye and admit it. But I know you better than you know yourself. I know you will never speak to me again. I know we will only ever look at each other from a distance, across rooms. I know I'll never get the closure I want. But I've come to terms with it. And I hope you do too. I hope you can sleep well at night knowing she's where I once was, and I hope you never get the nerve to say my name again. I'm glad it didn't work out. And I wish you both nothing but the best. So long as it's far, far away from me. Without sincerity, - S

I just feel so alone and I am completely alone. It's 2am and I come here almost every night because I don't have anyone to talk to.

Man, please get the fuck out of my head for god's sake. I love you so much it hurts so bad. I cannot reach you, so what's the point of waiting for a man who doesn't even acknowledge me? I literally gaslighted myself as much as I could...

Dear Gav, Oh how I love seeing your eyes light up and smile but we’re both too young for each other. My parents constantly warn me about guys and it’s so irritating I could never tell them about you. I know you like me back which is strange because that’s never happened before. But we can’t do anything about it, I hope since we’re going to high school and we get older we can actually do something about these feelings. I would tell you but it’d be too hard hiding it from everyone so I’ll wait. If I still like you by freshman year and if you still like me. Maybe it’ll work out. I hope you like me for who I am and not just for another reason. My friends are so tired of hearing your name it’s hilarious. I hope you read this one day and realize something. I’ll see what the future holds I guess. Sincerely, your late 8th grade crush

I wish you felt the same way I did. I want to stop feeling this way because it's ruining me. You are are all I think about and i feel fucking stupid because you don't give a shit. We are just " friends". You aren't even thinking of me and I can't stop thinking about you. I can't stop thinking about you. I feel sad. I'm gonna get drunk and try not to think about you. ~ a

People around me have no idea how hard it is to live with depression. I overthink, I feel too much, I feel so lonely all the time even when I'm surrounded by people, I feel like nobody around me understands me. I get judged because I overthink, I get hyperactive because I have adhd. I don't show how I feel, people always say I have such great energy, and have such joyful happy vibes. I try my hardest to not act how I truly because I have been called dramatic, crazy, attention seeker and a lot of other terrible things so I stopped talking, I stopped explaining. I'm tired of trying so hard to live everyday and not just survive. But it's so fucking hard and I truly feel so fucking alone. I feel like nobody gives a shit. I constantly ask myself what's the point? Does anyone know?

Do you ever think about me? I know you don't But oh it kills me. These feelings are gonna bury me and I won't know who I am. Why do I feel so deeply for you? WHYY

I know you will never feel the same way about me. I feel too much for you, and I feel too deeply for you. I know what attracted me towards you and sometimes I feel these feelings so deeply that it scares me and I wish I didn't feel this way because it's too painful. We are friends and I can't fuck this up. I don't wanna fuck this friendship up. I miss you. I hate myself. I feel sad. I hate how much I yearn and long, I feel like a complete idiot. I feel so stupid.

2 months and 4 months, that's how long we haven't talked. It's interesting how easily our relationship changed. What you did hurt, kept me up, and broke me in ways I thought I wouldn't be able to go through, and yet I admitted still think of you. I sometimes miss the version of me who loved you deeply, and the version of you who reciprocated that feeling. Until now I replay the memories I cherish in my mind from time to time, despite the pain you caused and the betrayal I faced. That's how important you were to me. We both have our own different lovers now, and I'm sure we've both changed from the last time we talked to each other. We no longer know each other. I know we'd never go back to what we were and it's for the best. I believe we've learned more about ourselves better the moment we parted after all. Despite how it ended, I'm grateful for what we had and what you made me learn. While I am curious about how you're doing, I'd prefer not to know. I'm writing this out to hold space for the version of me who loved you, and my heart that still holds you close despite your absence. I never want to cross paths again, but I hope you're doing well and that you're growing into the person you want to be.

dear someone, I never understood Truly understood why you stopped being my friend, and although I’ve asked multiple people and I only got one answer, that I was being rude. I hate to give myself an excuse but I was depressed and suicidal, I just couldn’t admit it. So I guess I’m sorry, and I wonder if you ever truly liked me to begin with or started hating me after I became closer to your best friend then you after you broke your phone. I now feel sorrow for my past self and my mom when she promised me that I had found my people, I guess now I’m still searching for them. I’m sorry. I’ve gotten over it, but a part of me hasn’t. The part that has to see the memories play through my phone as I say our friendship was just a season. I wish you were still my friend, I wish our friendship didn’t have to end so abruptly. 2025 was my best summer because I was with you, now I’m scared for 2026 will be.

I think I realised how truly alone I am. My parents never gave a shit about me. They were abusive and I don't have any friends either, in this country as an international student. I know people but I don't have " friends" that I can actually count on, or someone who will always be there for me so here I am in my room, crying my eyes out because truly I have nowhere to go. I don't belong anywhere. I don't have a home or friends who care. Even when things are better they are still aren't. I'm in pain, and I have too many feelings for a person who I know will never reciprocate them. I go everywhere alone, I do everything alone. I feel like meds aren't doing shit for my mental illnesses. I'm just tired of trying, tired of pain and feeling like I will never belong anywhere.

God. Why not Nathan, he's sweet, funny, kind and caring, but you won't let me have him. Won't let him date me... I swear he'll make me a better person, happier, nicer. I'm sure if we talked... Really talked we'd hit it off. I mean aoiki is right there's chemistry and he understands a references and got his smile. Father I like this man, not lustfully. But genuinely. In my heart kind of genuine. I think I should tell my friends because it's feeling like a long term crush thing... Xoxo chloe

God. Why not Nathan, he's sweet, funny, kind and caring, but you won't let me have him. Won't let him date me... I swear he'll make me a better person, happier, nicer. I'm sure if we talked... Really talked we'd hit it off. I mean aoiki is right there's chemistry and he understands a references and got his smile. Father I like this man, not lustfully. But genuinely. In my heart kind of genuine. I think I should tell my friends because it's feeling like a long term crush thing... Xoxo chloe

Esto va para Nico o bien dicho NIKUUU Ojala un día estes paseando y te tropieces con la boca abierta y te tragues semejante polla gigante que te haga olvidar a Gabriela. Abrazos, Henrique Santiago Dos Santos

I am a girl who lives in a viage

Esto es para mi mejor amigo hispano. ¡Eres increíble! ¡Te amo! Me hiciste olvidar mi depresión. :D

To my bf, LOVE U SO MUCHHH The way you kinda groan when you stretch The way you hug me from behind and hold me for hours The way you genuinely care for me When you cup my face and pat my head When you cook for me after my little Starbucks job The way you sense I'm stressed and make sure we leave the event When you defend me AWWWJAGGADGWJGWJASH I LOVE U SOOOO MUCH

Dear Y, you literally ruined my life. All your snarky remarks piss me off. You made me hate myself. Although, I just came to my senses. I learned... you're unintelligent. Realllyyy unintelligent. Have a horrible life.

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo This is song to tell you That what you is, is what you got And I'm here to say that I am the money What you is Is what you got And I am the money (Take a look, baby, he's the real ka-ching) Lounging with my homies, Friday night scene (whoa) The playstation's up on my 60-inch screen McNuggets in the bag, Cristal's on tap New toothbrush from Tiffany's (still in the bubble wrap) Track lights are glowing like nuclear sciences Sparkling all over my stainless steel appliances I'm shining like Midas, I'm the king of ka-ching Everything I touch goes bling, bling, bling (whoa) My life is awesome This beat is awesome Robots are awesome (Take a look, baby, he's the real ka-ching) and I'll say it again My life is awesome (whoa) This hook is awesome Robots are awesome Now I'm rolling in my Civvie with the pumped-up bass (whoa) Blue lights glowing, the vipers on my face We pass around the Chronic, we party all night We start to get the munchies, so we stop for a bite Cruise into the lot of the hard rock cafe Here come the hotties, here come the valet Front of the line, we don't need ID Your usual table, sir? (In the VIP) (whoa) My life is awesome This beat is awesome Robots are awesome (Take a look, baby, he's the real ka-ching) and I'll say it again My life is awesome (whoa) Auto-tune is awesome Zero, one, zero, one, zero, one, one It's time to start the party, but there ain't no party here yet So we have to take a ride in my brand new Learjet Feeling homesick for my homies in the Ukraine Landing in kyiv before we finish off the champagne Roll to the club where the rich kids go Them Eurotrash bitches all checking out my flow All kinds of hotties, from all around the world Then I feel this pair of eyes And I see this girl Shawt-ay - Misca, Ride The Cyclone. Remember, your life is something to enjoy. Have a great day,

hatdog

Dear chase I think about you ever yday since you left me for her. I never let anyone in but i let my guard down with you and you shattered me

wait what's your last name?

if you are plz text me...

are you really angel

I really miss you

I love you

do you know me your my ex gf!

yes? 🤔

are you 16..In OSU right

my name is angel and am black

mi'khi said this shit btw

I go there to...what's your names

KIPP Indy Legacy High School

ugly ass bitch

oh ya what's y'all school

bitch am in high school tf am 17

ok bich you like a 5th grader tf,I'm not fihgting your ass

no wonder why you had a break up you ugly hoe

bitch I did'nt see your ugly ass

sure not coming for 2 days is just being scary tf...

i did'nt see your hoe ass

I've been waiting for y'all scary asses

you ugly ass hoe

lilla shut yo bitch ass up your ass not scary just because you In the 11th grade

i miss you a little harder when things get tough, i love you and i still well. i hope u’re doing alright.

Im here but your not ok then scary

I'll come back tomorrow at 2 to 3 so bitch,and what grade are you in.so I could fight you oh yeah and you're school,it better be here soon love yah babes( it's fuckn sarcastic, so don't even say anything you lonely, bitch)

Fuck you bich and you wont even respond,scary bitch but ok,ill make sure you or Kenny don't care.stfu and fuck you thats it

Ya,youre ugly ass is not typing now.supid bitch

now bitch scared tf

bitch it's lilla

ok that's it who are you and your school,I'm mad and will NOT take that disrespect.

so what is your name then

that is not are reel name and I am not a 4th grader

stfu I'm not gonna fight no 4th grader.

my name is not Kenny bitch

makialnn,kih,Kenny,raylynn and harmony.so fuken stop and get the fuck gone

bitch ass fuck nigge

so what is are names

khi you sound emo so that what you are now uncle

stop playing on this app or I'll call the apps owner,I'm a whole 11th grader who had a break up and I cant even rant about it because y'all kids are on here.its not funny and I have y'all's name so I could really tell,stop playing and get a life.

fuck you kj and I hope every girl that you like will rejected you and you be alone for life

how much wood could a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood? (aimed)

no shut you gay ass up you are the one how is dating kt and I'm not the one how sound like a girl bitch ass nigge

you are a little kid to

you are a bitch kj and you will all ways be gay so date ks

why are little kids on this app?..

be eme khi no shame in being emo

you are the gay one kj

shut up y"all are gay

your the emo one here bitch

WE DO NOOOOO NAME DROPSSS OKAYYAYAYY???NO NAME DROPINGGG

also you are gay so go date hj

niggeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee you ball as niggeeeeeee

stfu with your emo bitch ass nigga

okay wait Kenny's on here now-damn why on the fuck is everyone here

ray of sun shine your man is gay

6767676767676767767667676676767676767676!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!6767676767677676767776767676767667676767767766767676767676767676767676767676766!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I see y'all looking at my text tf-

dear someone I don't like I hate you and wish your gay you kinda look gay but its okay your a bichy person fuck you niigga

gayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy

STOP PUTTING WORDS IN MY MOUTH AND SHUT UP

Oceans & Engines - NIKI This part of the song "I know I'll be alright someday I'll be fine, but just not tonight" has a lot of impact on me when I hear it. Because I still have not moved on, and I hate it. I hate the fact he moved on and I'm just stuck and miserable. But when I hear that part, something clicks inside me that I have to process my emotions because the more I resent my emotions, the bigger they will be. Maybe tonight or even for a month or year it will still hurt, but I know someday I'll be fine.

fuck. i still love you. i let you hurt me because i loved you and when things got hard, all i was thinking was how we could be better. but no. you left. you left me when I wanted to give you more love. i thought it was gonna be us against the world? i thought we had it all planned out. but life has its way of ruining things. I guess if its meant to be we'll find our way back to each other. I just miss the person you were. I miss my girlfriend, not the person who left me. I lost so much of my self respect and ykw i guess this time apart is helping me build that back. I dont recognize you anymore. why are you like this? i see bits and pieces of the girl i once knew and loved, but i guess time changes people. I don't even know what I feel anymore. But I do know I still love you. I might not be in love with you but I still fucking love you. I know I always will. You'll forever have a place in my heart thats for sure. I just hope you don't hate me or anything. I hope you still love me.

who was beefing on here [̲̅$̲̅(̲̅ ͡ಠ_ಠ)̲̅$̲̅]

I got the pic good girl

ok. theres two men. One is buff and masculine. The other is slightly feminine. They're on a bed. The feminine one pushes the other one back and starts straddling him while his hands are touching the buff one.

ohh ok I'll try to look it up tf

ok give me the details fuck.....I need to know so I can pic it in my head

WIATTT NOOOO ITS NOT ON WEBTOON. ITS ON TIKTOK

I k newit your scary bro

holy shit. The two men are inserting it into one another,

stfu we talking about shm really important tf ok sooooooooooooo you don't have the name still

litreally said I ain't tryna fight also u just said ur appearance on an ANONYMOUS app

give me the WHOLE seaneeee,like how they doing ts

meet me at the halls at car riders and walkers I have a black backpack with a Jordan logo am wearing black shorts with Adidas on the side and I have a black shirt don't be scared to run up ho

OMFG ONE OF THEM IS PREGNAT LIKE A MALE SEAHOURSE

OMGGGGG COME ON_NAME DROPPPPPP IF YOU CANNANNANANANN

GUYS THEYRE GIVING ONE ANOTHER HEADDDD

siht ok I'll find it

SHIT I CANT GET THE NAME ON THE CHROMEBOOK

dead ass-like frrrr

its literally on webtoon

REALLY OMMMGGGGGGG WHAT IS IT CALLEDDDDDDDDDD COME ONNNNN I NEED TYHISSSSSS

OMG THEY'RE STROKING ONE ANOTHER HOLY SHIT

bet bitch ili beat yo ass and yoai sound made up just like DURIN

THEY ARE MAKING OUTTT FRRRRRRRRRRR }WHAT IS IT CALLED!!!???

ITS BOUY LOVE OMG ALSO THEY R MAKKNG OUT IN THE MANGA

ya hoe I'll be at yo ass

are y'all really baefing on here tho-like chill,and why this start with my man anyway just stfu like....

tf is that

nah but Im ngl, I'm reading yoai

you still wanna fight?

MMM U SPITTIN BARRSSS

I have a pet rat too his name is biggie cheese and it does this shit for ease

rate the name

My rat has an orange tail. It's name is Timmy Timmy Little Bitchy

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⣀⣀⣀⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣰⡟⠁⠀⠙⢿⣆⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣿⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⣿⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢠⣿⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⣿⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⣿⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⣿⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⣿⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⣿⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣼⣿⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⣿⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣿⡟⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⣿⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣠⣶⣶⣶⣿⡇⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⣿⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣼⡟⠁⠀⠈⢻⡇⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⣿⣶⣤⣤⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣼⡿⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⡇⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⡏⠀⠀⠉⢿⡆⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⣠⣾⣿⡇⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⡇⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⡇⠀⠀⠀⠘⣿⠦⣤⣀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⢀⣾⠟⠁⣸⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⣾⡆⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⡇⠀⠀⠀⠀⢻⡀⠀⠹⣆⠀⠀⠀ ⣰⡟⠁⠀⠀⣿⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠙⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠃⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⣇⠀⠀⠹⣦⠀⠀ ⡿⠀⠀⠀⠀⣿⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠿⠀⠀⠀⢹⡆⠀ ⣿⡄⠀⠀⠈⠋⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⣿⡀ ⠙⢿⣦⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣿⡇ ⠀⠈⠻⣿⣆⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣰⣿⠁ ⠀⠀⠀⠈⠻⣷⣄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⣴⡿⠃⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⢻⣷⡄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣠⣾⠛⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠙⢿⣦⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣰⡟⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⡿⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢠⣿⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⡇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⡇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⣷⣀⣀⣀⣀⣀⣀⣀⣀⣀⣀⣀⣀⣠⣾⠇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀hoe

NOOOOOOOOOO DONT FIGHT MY MOTHER IN LAWWWWW

IT"LL FIGHT U

BRO I SAID CALM DOWN . I HAVE A PET RAT

bet bitch when we get in the hall fight me ho like whaz up ili beat yo assssssssssssssss ]

ok calm tf down before I get my pet rat on u

I hope every day, ur pillows are warm. I hope every drink of water you drink is salty. I hope you get dressed and sentenced to death. I hope you trip over every rock. I hope every girl that likes u leaves

you will not do anything bitch ILI FUCK YOUR MOM AND LIL SISTER YEA BITCH I CAN BE THE NEXT P DIDDY SO SQURE UP

BRO STOP YELLING or....I guess writing..

GAYYYYYYSSS

I think Eden or wtv his name is likes mini durin

stfu why are you talking about my man anywayssssss-urmmmmmmm

I'll fuck your dad, bitch, It'ss be sa and he'll go to jail fuck nigga

say that shit again ili give you a black eye and break your nails ho the fuck

THAT IS MY MANNNN

your ancestors a fraud, ho

You wanna fight cuz we can GIRl your son DURIN is A FUARD

Run the fuck up u dirty bastard

I just did bitch fuck you going to do gurl

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Ey don't ever disrespect my son, Durin. He's not gay, Bitch

WE KNOW YOU LIKE BIG BLACK OILLY PICKLES YOU BUM btw rate my art (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*.✧

FUCK YOU RAYLAN you ugly as hell, YO HEAD LOOKS LIKE A PICKLE THAT YOU WANNA TICKEL FUCKKKKK YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU DURIN IS GAY

You're a horrible roommate. The way you act so distantly... It hurts me. Our lack of communication leads to me being even more upset. Damn you. I really hate you. You treat me like shit, you make me do all the chores, you act like I'm not even there sometimes. It really annoys me. Well, not really - it's extremely annoying! I feel like I can't even trust you sometimes... But oh... The way you hold my hand when you sense I'm stressed. It's comforting in a way I can't process... Like a hug or something. The way you sit on the edge of my bed and hold my hand when I have a nightmare about my family issues. It makes me feel reassured. The way you hold me when I cry... Thank you. I don't understand how I feel. I also don't understand how you feel. But I feel light whenever you do your stupid little stunts. Although, my heart flutters whenever you're near. I want to tell you how I really feel, but it would only complicate our relationship even more. Love you.

harmony IS SUCH A BUM REHEHEHEHHEHEHHEHEHHEHE AHHAHHAHAHHAHA 🤣 ^_^

hope THE WORLD BURNS AND I TAKE OVER IT LEAVING NOTHING BUT BLOOD MWHAHAHHHAHAHAH

REHEHEHHEHEHEHHE

i really miss you, i hope you’re well. <3

you weren’t there when I needed you most xoxo, gossip girl

I feel better for a letter I just wrote snd I want to sincerely apologize, that’s my bad

Youre awesome

I miss my emoooo

Hey Baby, I love youuu

dear eliana (I don’t respect you enough to capitalize that properly), I know you have my shirt. Okay bimbo? So you might as well give it back? Okay?? It isn’t that difficult. I can give you a step by step guide because if youre IGNORANT enough to take take it then yo are IGNORANT enough to think you can ignore this letter. FYI, you’re fucking stupid, bimbo, if you think I’ll stop there. Okay? It isn’t that difficult to hand someone a shirt. And- I mean- you don’t like hazbin because isn’t demonic- but lying is also demonic, isn’t it?? Why are you Gorgina Sparks-ing it, bimbo?? If you DO have a good enough excuse and not something stupid, then I’ll allow you to give me the money to buy a new one ($20) unless-since you’re so broke you have to order your ugly add clothes from SHEIN, you want to buy me something else that matches the vibe. But if I don’t like it I get a new thing. Thanks, bimbo!!!! Sincerely, Azzey

i gave you my heart forever and ever, no arms can ever hold you more than i do; - chris norman

HELLOOOO!!! MY NAME IS RAY AND I HAVE FRIENDS THAT ARE ON THIS APP ALL THE TIME, AND I JUST WANT TO TELL THEM THAT I'M SICK.BUT I HATE YOU GUYSSS SO MUCH JK I LOVE YALL

He doesn’t love me like I know you would have and that hurts me

M-ME?!!!! A TSUNDERE?!! N-N-NO WAY?! THAT'S I-I-IMPOSSIBLE!! HMPH?!!!~ *extremely blushes* W-W-WHAT NOW?!!!! I-I-I-I'M BLUSHING?!!!!! N-NO! I'M NOT BLUSHING, IT'S JUST TOO HOT IN THIS ROOM!! HMPH!!~ AND- UHM AND- YEAH!! UHM!! *blushes even more* GO AWAY!! HMPH!!~ I-I-I-I'M LEAVING NOW!! *was about to run away but you stopped me* U-U-UHM!!! HMPH!!~ *blushes even more* Y-YOU'RE DOING THIS ON PURPOSE RIGHT?!! *you called me a tsundere again* T-T-TSUNDERE?!!! ME?!!! NOPE, I-I-I-I'M NOT A DERE!!!!!!! HMPH!~ *blushes* S-S-STOP CALLING ME A DERE!! I-I-I-I'M NOT A DERE, OKAY?!!!! STOP IT! H-H-HMPH!!!~~~M-ME?!!!! A TSUNDERE?!! N-N-NO WAY?! THAT'S I-I-IMPOSSIBLE!! HMPH?!!!~ *extremely blushes* W-W-WHAT NOW?!!!! I-I-I-I'M BLUSHING?!!!!! N-NO! I'M NOT BLUSHING, IT'S JUST TOO HOT IN THIS ROOM!! HMPH!!~ AND- UHM AND- YEAH!! UHM!! *blushes even more* GO AWAY!! HMPH!!~ I-I-I-I'M LEAVING NOW!! *was about to run away but you stopped me* U-U-UHM!!! HMPH!!~ *blushes even more* Y-YOU'RE DOING THIS ON PURPOSE RIGHT?!! *you called me a tsundere again* T-T-TSUNDERE?!!! ME?!!! NOPE, I-I-I-I'M NOT A DERE!!!!!!! HMPH!~ *blushes* S-S-STOP CALLING ME A DERE!! I-I-I-I'M NOT A DERE, OKAY?!!!! STOP IT! H-H-HMPH!!!~~~W-What?! Me?! Liking your video?! N-NO, absolutely not! I mean… maybe… I did like it but… it was a mistake, okay? Don’t get any weird ideas! 💢 It’s not like i think you’re cool or something like that… I-I didn’t even like it that much! I-It’s just that… well… your video wasn’t that bad, i guess… and maybe… a bit entertaining… BUT ONLY A BIT! Understood?! *Turns around with flustered cheeks* Hmph!I-I’m not a tsundere!… I… I don’t even act like one..! *I grumbled, my face flushing up with embarrassment and flustered.*M-ME?!!!! A TSUNDERE?!! N-N-NO WAY?! THAT'S I-I-IMPOSSIBLE!! HMPH?!!!~ *extremely blushes* W-W-WHAT NOW?!!!! I-I-I-I'M BLUSHING?!!!!! N-NO! I'M NOT BLUSHING, IT'S JUST TOO HOT IN THIS ROOM!! HMPH!!~ AND- UHM AND- YEAH!! UHM!! *blushes even more* GO AWAY!! H

Hello my name is rufus! I've cheated on the girl and I very regret it but dman that girl had big boops and a fat ass.You can't be mad! But tell me if I've been wrong, I'm literally in the hospital, because what Milias brother did to me, he freaking beat me up and then had sex with me.I'm a guy by the way. But it felt good now.Bye

I never told you how I was hurting inside,I was always but just to scared SO FUCKN SCARED, i can't say these words so I have to write this. Hi, if you don't know me, i'm skyler, i'm a tenth grader, and, let me tell you my life story. Ever since I was young, I always wanted to have a friends. I used to be very popular till I just could it fit in- so i'm really happy that I made friends. But most of my friends ignore me, and i'm one of the 'happy' people in different group, but let's be honest, i'm not happy at all! I love my frig, and I love my fritters, but they're so annoying! It'll have to be annoying.And I have to be dumb or always talk about things.I don't want to talk about so I could fit in with you guys but I don't fit in!! I freaking hate my life. And let's be honest here- i don't think I ever did since I was ten. Five years of me hitting myself throughout thinking I was enough.And then when I get friends, they ignore me and do bad things to me.It's sad. And to be honest, I don't really deserve this. I will check this every single day.Please- tell me what I should do with my friend group.And what should I say! I'm very confused. I notice it about love letters.But I really read somebody right now to tell me i'm not tripping or if i'm wrong.Please tell me! I do bad things too, but I just feel so left out especially because they knew each other longer than I did.. In the one friend who understood me had a move, thank you for listening.And please tell me your thoughts! I'll be checking this every day!

hi I'm kaylen and I'm in 7th grade,I have this crush on a boy he was my ex we got together a few days ago till I came over to his house to make him happy and the BITCH FCKEN HAD A GIRL OVER HIS HOSE!I kicked his ass and left-i cant believe him!and that's wh he's 15 in the fucken 7th grade you slow BITCH I wish he falls in a DICH THAT BITCH and his ugly ass has 4 girlfriend!they blow up MY phone when hes to one laying game FCK HIM AND I HOPE HE FUKEN DIESSS -love kaylen<3 to jakie

UUUGGGH me too

UGHHHH I miss my man

I saw the Irish blessing a few days ago and it reminded me of you. I took a photo of it in case I need the luck in times to come. Now that I’m gone, can we both move on? I know nothing makes sense. But through all of this nonsense there it is. An empty bed, and an empty mind. I haven’t been seeing your name on number plates all week, and I loved it. It was like the universe knew and was reflecting back to me what I wanted. What I truly wanted. To be free from the torment of memories of you. Freedom from your control. Over my mind and soul. Your masked innocence, your masked desire for me. I know you couldn’t come to me. I knew you wouldn’t. And not because you lack love, but because of fear. Fear of the truth about how you once felt for me. But because you lack direction and your mind is hard wired to the bullshit you see fit to fixate on. You point the finger. You won’t fight for me, but you will fight me. It’s not the same. As in the energy is gone, dissipating and deprived of what we once had. The tides have changed many times over and what’s most sad and actually does hurt my heart is knowing how real it all was. How I was on a one way track to you but got derailed. I didn’t mean to, because I knew. If we’d have met, it would’ve been over. My own protection, my own instincts kicking in prevented it all. I won’t ever fully forget, but mostly now I just feel the emptiness of it all. Of all that could’ve been, what would’ve been. But obviously it wasn’t meant to be, or else we wouldn’t be here. I would be in the same space as you. Life seems pointless sometimes. You stuck on your track and me on mine. Different timelines. You look lonely, and lost. It’s as though you don’t trust woman. Is that because you choose them for face value? Or is it because you push away the ones who love you most? My life is good. I will find my own way. I will love me the way I thought you did. I will be happy and healthy and filled with joy. I will love me up until the end.

It's me again... I wish we could talk more Nathan. Talking to you is always such a Great time. Even today... With all the others there. All I saw was you and your stupid beautiful smile I wish I could tell you how much I like you... I wish I wasn't such a scardy cat Yours truly Chloe

One day, I'm watching my boyfriend. I yumeship with a beautiful, talented, handsome, cutie-pie character. So I made a fanfic. In the fanfic, I made me and him kiss. Then we fucked. I was a dominate bottom and he was a submissive top. I got so hard while writing it, I gooned to it.

I absolutely hate that I just published a vent bruh. Anyway, Ima stoke my bf

Dear, C. My friend, turned crushes, turned enemies, to simple strangers. Once in my life - well, no... Everyday I feel like I hate my life. All b because of you. That one day in 6th grade when you started your backhanded comments. "You're fat as a whale." Oh! Okay... Hehe, all fun in jokes. I do eat a lot after all. Ya ain't wrong, my epic brochacho. "Hey, 'M', you're so big." Oh? Again? Okay I guess. Didn't we used to like one another in 3rd grade? Why are you calling me fat, you ho. Then, from that day, he started ghosting me. YOU started ghosting me. I see you with my old friends, a deep, gut wrenching pain tears at me. And my friends were taking his side, too. Only one of his friends stayed in contact with me. Although, it was only because we've both watched - and we both love - One Piece. Then the ignoring. I took the hint. I hope you have a wonderful rest of your life, Carlos. I'll name drop since almost every other person has the name Carlos. Goodbye, from, 'M'. If I could go back in time and change my mistakes, we'd still be friends. So, bye.

I love all my big booty bubble but bitches

lacy is actually ruining my life btw.🥲

raylynn is my big daddy tung tung tung sahur

Bro, I used to get fat shamed. I feel so insignificant. So ashamed. I'm sorry for the way am I. But at least my name ain't ugly. I got a big ass, too. That's good.

dear yasmani you probably wont see this because you probably don't know this app but I wanna say I like you like a lot and I just really hope you'll see that someday

Kissing you with tongue tastes soooo good boiii.

You love my son. You're a little bum. You always call me baka for no reason. Which is why you're hiding for the season

You're pulchritudinous, and yet you were a cheater. I loved you so much. You didn't understand. What's why your ugly ass name is Peter. You're so bland. Boiii.

MA'KAILYNN LIKES MY SISTERRR

"Hey... Sweetie." My mom mumbled. The scene was obvious, my boyfriend is a cheater. And, most importantly.... WIth my mother?!

my boyfriend kissed me and said he liked my mom,I didn't believe him till I walk in on him fucking my mom he's 14 btw she 46....

My boyfriend grunted so I low-key nipped at his ear. My boyfriend moaned quietly, tensing up. He's submissive so yeah type shit.

BROOOOOOO LEAVE ME ALONE RAYLYNN

HARMONY I KNOW YOUR ON HEREEEE

I put my hand up my boyfriend's thigh and squeezed it 'cause he's a good boy.

suck a dihhh

HI BAKA*blushes hard*hi-i didn't see you there UWU

Look, I’m not going to write some flowery bullshit because that’s not us.But it's important you know that you are the best person on this entire planet to be around. Life is usually a mess, but somehow your the one part of it that doesn’t feel like a total disaster. In fact, you’re pretty incredible.I love your face. I love the way you look when you’re annoyed, and I even love your questionable taste in movies. Every time I think about how lucky it is that we found each other, I just think, "How did this actually happen?"You’re the only person I can stand being around for more than two hours without wanting to run for the hills. You make me want to be a slightly better version of myself, which is saying a lot.So, yeah. I love you. A lot. Now don't make it weird or I’ll have to take it all back.

H is myt man or women and L is my mom and I'm gay

I love life. Ive been through so much and honestly i deserve this, everything is beautiful and has meaning. Go outside Listen to good music Hang out with them Cherish it all before its gone ♡

I hate you L I hate that i loved and wasted my time with you, I hate that i gave you so much chances and yet you fucked everything up, i hate how you always act innocent and clueless whenever its time for you to face your mistakes and be confronted, i hate that you always have an excuse for everything whether its your ''anxiety'' or your parents or ''procrastination'' that caused you not to apologise in the moment instead of waiting fucking hours and days to do so, idk who the fuck you think you are to act like a celebrity to put me on hold when all you do is stay indoors on your fucking pc either playing some plane simulator or being a loser and thinking because your trans the whole world should understand you and excuse your behaviour. And on the topic of you being trans, you made it your whole personality,not in a good proud way but in a whiny bitchy obnoxious way all you did was trauma dump and vent to me about your parents and you never even cared to ask how i was doing and the moment i stopped listening or caring about your issues suddenly im ''transphobic'', if i am a transphobe then you are a raging racist who saw me as the ''man of the relationship'' just because im a black woman whch is insane considering im the most feminine girl out there, no amount of estrogen will make you even compare to me. you also expected me to be your mother, therapist and your guide and the moment i stopped you have the audacity to say that i was ''never helpful'' , mind you i was the only one who listened to you rant about your shitty life i didnt give a fuck about and had to listen to you talk about how muh you wanted to die , the urge i had to tell you to do it was insane and the amount of times ive had to defend you from teachers, students and even our own friends who almost dropped me because of you and what has your bitchass done for me,absolutely nothing and you dont even mind because you are a selfish prick, i just wanna say fuck you nigga, hope u die never transition.

Hello Stranger, I know you are wondering why you got this letter. I want to express how proud I am of you. Life can be a handful sometimes; you are overcoming so much that you do not realize it. You can achieve anything you put your mind to. You are loved, wanted, and cared for. Never forget that because you are unique in your special way. The universe wants more people who are unique like you. Love, A lady obsessed with the moon.

jaime i wrote you this because i still like you and i feel horrible for breaking up with you and not communicating better but i still like you and i feel like a dick for using david just to get my mind off you and im so sorry for doing everything i’ve done wrong and how i did everything. im sorry for doing this over text and i just wanted to say this straight to your face but im a wimp. and if you dont like me or you hate me just forget i ever did this. i wish you the best in life and i sincerely apologize for everything including me believing those stupid rumors and lies. jaime i wrote you this because i still like you and i feel horrible for breaking up with you and not communicating better but i still like you and i feel like a dick for using david just to get my mind off you and im so sorry for doing everything i’ve done wrong and how i did everything. im sorry for doing this over text and i just wanted to say this straight to your face but im a wimp. and if you dont like me or you hate me just forget i ever did this. i wish you the best in life and i sincerely apologize for everything including me believing those stupid rumors and lies.

dear “i”, respectfully get out of my life before i hurt you. i will never love you. I TRIED TO LOVE YOU. but i am not capable. which part can you not understand? leave me alone, for your own good. i do not wanna be your “she never even loved me” story.

dear “i”, heyy its me again. i still want to be friends you know?

dear “i” i just sent a letter for you but i do not think i can pretend. i am sorry but i will never love you. i cant. i am not capable of loving anyone. i am letting you go.

dear a, all i remember is your short hair. and how you hugged me. but i think thats all because i can not remember your smell, face, voice or how you dressed.

HEYY MY DEAREST CINNAMON GIRL! Did you know that i stopped eating? well, you are my best friend so you sure do! i can not eat anything, when i try i feel sick. my body disgust me. but you never cared about my looks, and i am very thankful for that. but still, i can not bring myself to eat because i care about my looks. i dont know what to do without you so never leave

to my dearest cinnamon girl, i love you. and i believe that you love me too. in a way that is like a kids love to her toy. you are my dearest friend. your birtday is coming up and i have big suprises for you. thats all for now but i will come back. i will write for you every week.

dear “i”, i will not write down your full name because of the shame i will feel once i do. I hope you love me. I am not asking you to wait for me, chase me or anything. I just want you to be happy… or chase me until i love you. But i am not the girl you are looking for… I mean i can be the one for you but not now, maybe later. And surely, you are not the girl i am looking for either. I dont think i am ready for a girl-girl relationship, or any kind of relationship. You know i never dated, never had crush on anyone… So why are you still trying? Well, you actually are not trying as much as before and i love that for you because it means you are moving on from me! But thats the thing, i do not want you to move on from me. Mourn me, miss me, call me back, and yes i am a selfish brat… I can love you and i will… just not now. I hope you understand. I hate you, i hate you because i can not escape the feeling of love. Who am i fooling? I could never hate you… Please stick around until i feel ready you are the only one who understands. Love, D.

I am an international student, and I have no friends. I feel so lonely and alone. i have tried my best to make friends and " put myself out there" but i end up alone.

I wrote to you, great aunt Carolyn. But I never got to send it. Maybe if I send it in the mail now, it will go to the clouds? I wished you a speedy recovery. But now I only wish you solace and peace. Take care. ♡

To the ever so sweet, T It's been a long time, Teya! I've actually written thousands of letters for you. To tell you how I bear no grudges towards you, to put you at ease knowing it ended because it got to the point wherein we started hurting each other without meaning to. I know that you mean well and I appreciate the effort you put in being my friend—my little lighthouse. So, allow me to put an end to this, once and for all. "WE HAD TO END," because I was still stucked on my past—my trauma. And, you, you were trying your best to adjust to it. Despite the fact that I can't give you what you deserved as my friend. I tried to, I tried to be open, to change slowly from being nonchalant to jolly, quiet to noisy, and others. But, we were compelling. One was adjusting and one is busy changing. We didn't noticed that we started walking towards different path, different stages, to the point wherein we can no longer validate each other's sacrifices. We started seeing the flaws, the mistakes, our own sacrifices. It's no longer about who you are doing it for, but it became what are you doing for. All we see is our effort, the struggles and the us blurs in the distance. Slowly, our words, our voices became a dagger of pain. We became each other reason's of sting. And, that's the moment I realized, that even if we tried to fixed it just like the same old argument we had. We would just go back to square one, it will just become a cycle of unending misery. So, I did the thing we couldn't do from the very beginning—ending the friendship that took time in building. Teya, I had to leave... I left without providing a reason, an explanation. Because if we were to talked it out, I might change my mind about going. And we are just going to keep hurting each other, turning what should be healthy into toxic. This is my final act of love, may you grow and prosper to a wonderful lady you dreamt of becoming. A wonderful sunflower that I onced thought belong on my garden.

I think about you all the time. There's days I'm obsessed with the memory of you. I wish I'd gotten to know what you really smell like. What your body might have felt like against mine. If your eyes roll back when you come. Whether you like to be bitten or caressed. What your deepest, dirtiest secrets are. I hope you know how gorgeous you are. How much you can command someone with those big, blue eyes. Whenever I was alone with you my heart would race and race and I would hope you'd sense it and in that fantasy in my head we were just like Niles and Daphne and you'd object at my wedding and we'd soil my gown at the beach in the sunset. The problem of all of it was that I knew if I tried to be with you I'd want you too much and I knew I could I my have brought chaos into your life. But I think all the time about how much fun it would have been. When I close my eyes and think of you I feel warm and curious and like reaching out to touch a blue flame. I see flashes of your wrists, the freckles on your back in the sun. Your dusty-blond hair and the way your eyes looked up through golden lashes. You were always always a vision. I'll never be able to get over you and I'll never meet another person like you and I'll never be able to be with you, sweet thing, and it drives me up the wall and makes me crazy but just knowing you exist is one of the things that makes me keep living. I'll always wonder and I'll always wonder if you do too.

my eternal star, I miss you enough to lose my mind, yet not enough to lose my restraint. inexplicably, reason still guards the door to your name. i have grown exhausted of what this feeling asks of me. it grants me no peace, nor do i find any joy in its ache. i trust you’re doing well. yours, as much as i wish i weren’t, audrey

Dear T, This one is for you. See i promised myself that my first ever letter will be for you and here I am. You know, I have genuinely loved you for who you are- not your status, not your money and definitely not the power you hold. Because what I fell for wasn't the man the world sees or the net worth- but it was the true you- your humbleness, kind and down-to-earth nature with everyone was what drove me towards you. You know at times I wished you noticed me, but a girl who is so unlovable, who can't be loved by her own family and friends, it was stupid to assume you would love me. heck, i didn't think I deserved love. But I found myself lying about it- because everytime you were in a problem, I prayed. Everytime I went to pray I didn't forget you, how could I? because you were no more just a man, but would have become my biggest blessing if I ever got you- but doesn't look possible in this lifetime. people call me kind, but I am a little selfish when it comes to you. because I don't want to share the ideal persona that's in my head about you with anyone else. but alas, i dont think we will ever be lovers in this lifetime. that little ray of hope, hurt, pain and the sting of the wound callled- one sided love will continue to persist till my last breath- but today i will openly say what i never had the courage to, I LOVE YOU- SO MUCH. Until we meet in the next lifetime.

Dear r, I could never tell you how I feel, because I know that it's in my head. I know we are just friends who "share a bed". This idealised version of you only exists in my head. I started having it because I felt so alone after I came here, and I don't have anyone; I can't tell anyone how I really feel. They won't understand it. Anyways, back to you, I saw some qualities about you that I really admire, and I guess I wanted that. Maybe I didn't want to be me. Is that pathetic? You are so confident and smooth; you don't let trauma define you, despite so many bad things happening to you, and the way you think and share your thoughts is inspiring. I guess I wanted that, but not in a creepy way, and I didn't want to be alone, so I let this thought consume me, especially when you were with me in my bed, sleeping in my arms, and you kept cuddling and I played with your hair. I haven't felt like that in a really long time. When I cuddled with you, I felt safe, and I haven't felt like that either in a long way. So I let my imagination run wild because I felt like I wasn't alone even if it was for a little while, but I know it's not real, and I know that something inside me is missing, and that's why I make up these fantasies – that and trauma. Limerence is one of the worst painful things I have felt besides my parents' abuse. But it made me realise something about myself.

dear aaron, i never told you how much i liked you. i never told you anything anyway. i told you how i liked to travel and you told me how you would be 6 foot. i told you how i played softball and you told me how much you love God. most of all, i told you i was sorry. sorry for being wrong about us. sorry for thinking that two people could overcome all that popular stuff. sorry for believing that you would be mine. sorry for being scared. sorry for everything. i caused you so much trouble and myself so much pain. thank you for protecting me. thank you for not laughing. ill never get to say thank you, although i’ve said sorry so many times now. cuz that’s the thing with you. you’ll always always always always be there for me. and for everyone. no big tough-guy act can protect you from who you really are. a beautiful caring nice funny boy. not to be cheesy. i’d say i miss you, but i still see you everyday. not that we talk much. it’s still nice to see you. i loved you. i know you didn’t love me, but one day you’ll love someone that much and understand. i don’t think ill ever really be friends with you because that’s not physically possible ever ever ever anymore. you can’t just be friends with someone you were in love with. - Frank Ocean see ya aaron. if you see this letter, can you protect this for me too? thanks. - xoxo, sophie

Hello Nanay at Tatay, Gusto ko lang po maging honest sa inyo tungkol sa nararamdaman ko nitong mga nakaraang araw. Medyo nahihirapan po talaga ako ngayon emotionally. Akala ko kaya ko mag-isa at magiging okay ako, pero narealize ko po na iba pala yung may sariling space sa talagang mag-isa—at mas nahirapan po ako kaysa sa inaasahan ko. Sa totoo lang, minsan pakiramdam ko po parang pabigat ako, lalo na kapag iniisip ko yung gastos sa health ko tulad ng scoliosis at dental. Alam ko pong nagtatrabaho kayo para gumaan ang buhay natin, kaya naiisip ko na parang nadadagdagan ko lang yung iniintindi ninyo. Nahihiya po akong maramdaman yun, pero gusto ko pong maging honest. To be honest, hindi po ako confident sa results ng entrance exams ko, at nadadagdag din po yun sa iniisip ko. Hindi rin po naging maayos yung mental health ko lately. Noong una akala ko okay lang ako, pero busy lang pala ako kaya hindi ko napapansin yung nararamdaman ko. Ngayon po medyo sabay-sabay na sila. Pasensya na po sa lahat inconvenience na naidudulot ko ngayon. Mahal ko po kayo. Maraming salamat po sa lahat.

hi darling, it’s been a while. I’m sorry for not trying as hard like I promised. I was lying to you and myself when I said I was no longer interested in dating, I couldn’t have been further from the truth. I never stopped loving you but I think maybe you did. I know you had your fair share of reasons but when you said you ‘weren’t gonna date but we could try in the future,’ I lost all hope. For a while I had been observing you and to me, you seemed interested in seeing other people. Yet you still kept saying maybe we could try again in the future. I felt like an option, unworthy like I wasn’t worth loving and it broke me to feel that way. Ever since you said you were confused about how you felt, I’d decided to keep trying, that maybe I could convince you we were great together. Love shouldn’t have to be like that though. I decided that if you were sincere in rebuilding what we had and made an effort to get to know me, then I’d continue to try and be there for you as well. But if you made no effort to try then I’d let go. Time and time again I repeated to myself that you cared, that you were trying and suddenly it was November. Things weren’t getting any better and you seemed like you’d moved on so I told myself it was time to let go and start a new beginning. Time for me to learn to love myself and reflect. I’ve spent all this time wondering if I ever meant anything to you. Was I entertainment? Someone to keep you from feeling alone? Did you ever even love me? Was I anything to you? Anyone? I don’t know anymore, it hurts so much. I’ve pondered desperately it’s been eating at me and I’ve wanted so desperately to ask you what I meant to you but you doubted me till the very end. I trusted your words and believed in them but that final moment of doubt has filled me with doubts. Maybe we were never anything in the first place. Whatever the case I hope you’re well. Take care of yourself, I wish you the best till the end. With love, 🥭

my eternal star, i saw you today, after four months of knowing you as a blurry figure in my memory. i talked to you today. our fingers brushed today. strange how fate can be so cruel and ordinary — to tie us in the same orbit, under the same sky, and among the same constellation of friends. our friends didn't tell me you'd be there, but maybe that's pity. maybe they knew i wouldn't have come had they did. my heart felt like it was simultaneously burning quietly and thrashing violently the entire time i was within close proximity of you. how do you wear normalcy so effortlessly? how do you speak to me as though we did not fall apart nearly seven fortnights ago? i envy your composure. you looked so whole, so carefully put together, even daring to reach for interactions like nothing delicate ever existed between us. i wish i posessed even half of your strength. frankly, i was only one careless moment away from asking if we could try again. i missed you. perhaps more than i should have. be well. as ever, yours, audrey

my eternal star, my mind is a constant battlefield. am i grieving your absence or the past i know we may never return to? i hope my heart learns peace soon. our memories gnaw at the edge of my reason; each passing day without a sound from you slowly unravels the threads of my sanity. i like to think you're doing okay. yours ever, audrey

my eternal star, how are you? i'm supposed to be studying for my finals right now, yet my thoughts are defenseless against drifting away to yearn for your presence once more. the foolish part of my heart mourns what i chose to end, even when my mind knows it was merely mercy for us both. i found out something about you that made me feel conflicted today. since when did you turn to drinking? :( i can't help but think that i have contributed to the reason why. i have started testing my luck with slow poison ever since we drifted apart, too. it helps sometimes; it drowns out the constant buzzing in the back of my mind and makes everything feel fuzzy. most of the time, it only helps me realize that i long for you more when i'm sober. i only managed to erase traces of you one midnight, sleepy and dazed. no decision has ever weighed heavier in my heart, as i remain a willing prisoner to my thoughts of you. i'm sorry. i miss you. bound to you forever, audrey

jan, i miss you, my eternal star. i miss you more than anything. every time i close my eyes, i can't help but think of you. i want to try again but i'm afraid we'll only allow ourselves to succumb in a pathetic loop of trying and giving up again. maybe you will reach out someday. maybe history will repeat. maybe, from now on, you will simply be a part of my past that will never not haunt me. however, one thing is certain: i will continue to clandestinely be your humble servant, as i am, and will always be, bound to you. yours forever, audrey

This letter is supposed to be sent to this boy I met during April. We were together for 3 days because of a convention. I didnt really expected that he will turn out to be handsome which is why I was amazed when I saw him at first, he was really handsome with this clean look and a kind smile and aura. It caught me off-guard that my first impression of him is kind, responsible, and down to earth, as my usual impression towards boys are either arrogant or narcissistic. We did have few interactions since he is our supervisor, there were even times where he taps my shoulder, and our knees touch. After the convention, I added him in one of my socials, this is the first time that I did that because I usually just stalk my crush' socials and just admire them. But, this time I took the courage to do that and he accepted me and even reacted heart to my story. I really felt happy but I know he just reacted to it because he was in that story haha. I was giddy the entire convention and even the day after it but today I feel a different feeling. A feeling of sadness and insecurity because I know I dont have any chance for someone like him. He is handsome, active in terms of leadership, and active physically-he runs and do mountain climbing, he also knows how to play guitar and a graphic designer. I know I can easily do all of that to fit in to his world however I also feel like we are really in tow different world that he probably won't remember me after a few more day, or even now already. He also kind off capable in life compared to me and he also have a very closed relationship with his family which I dont have. I dont actually know why I am feeling this way, maybe this is not about him but me, me who is very insecure and looks down on myself because if he is really kind, he would accept me right? So maybe before thinking about me having a chance in him, I should prioritize accepting myself first, because if were meant to be, we will meet again, somewhere,sometime,someday.

Im missing and loving you extra hard today and I wish I could tell you that

Dear Zach I hope you know I knew the whole times about her . I hope on your wedding day you feel the same way you did when you dated me and call up Tay and leave your wife for her. You treated me like a place holder when all I wanted to do was fall in love. Fuck you and fuck her too.

Dear Kane Hey I hope you’re doing well you’re instagram been popping up in my people you may know feed…..Just checking in on you since it sounded like you were going through something . Idk if you still want to be friends or something and I do wish you the best of luck and love with your life and whatever you do.

dearest S., where do I even begin? today is day 7 of no contact, but it feels like day 25263980 and as if it'll be like this forever. do I blame you? no, I blame myself. for all the things i did and didn't do; for all the things i want to tell you so desperately in the present moment but never had the guts to bring up when i had the chance. and now it's too late. now, you've met someone else, someone new. someone who will never really know you like i do, like i did. and someone who will never miss you like i always will. they say it's best to let go, but for some reason that seems impossible. you moved on and you had every right to. i hope you're happy, but forgive me for despising your new relationship. i pray that our paths will still somehow cross again and that you'll unexpectedly text me. you already know that i'm here and i'll never leave. it was a pleasure to have been yours and to have called you mine. maybe in a different life or multiverse we'll get to redo it. just know that i volunteer in case there's a second opportunity in this lifetime. :) this isn't a final goodbye, but a see you soon. keep floating fishay, i hope you're entering calmer waters and that life is good to you. i hope one day you'll make your way back to me. and in the meantime, i'll be here, floating between our memories and our whatsapp chat. i love you <3

Dear Ben, well this is a weird letter that i dont ever want to send, nor let you read. You my be asking why, well truth be told i have put you through enough, and i struggle to even try and communicate with you. So i figured this is the best way to do this. I can't look at my husband without thinking of you, it hurts, a lot. Me and you have a tough history, it actually made dating him hard. He is the reason i had to move past and accept what happened. if i didn't i couldn't truly move on with him. His smile, the eyes, the way he talks, its hard. because its you, its impossibly you. the way he grew up. the hobbies. his demenor. it pisses me off how much hes like you. i'm mad at you too, i don't knoe why, maybe i wanted you to fight harder, try harder. i don't know, i'm just angry. and i'm mad at you but at the same time i miss you. fuck, i feel dumb even writing to you, but i dont know what else to do, maybe i'm not over what happened, but i do know i miss you. as a friend, i miss having you around, i miss hanging out. i dont know, i just dont know. i hate you cant tell me, but i can't ask. just... fuck... bye

Dear my friend group I love you guys deeply, whole heartedly. You all have become my family And it's not your fault but I feel like Ive become your duff... Designated ugly fat friend... I know it's not your fault I just wish you guys weren't so pretty so I could feel pretty... I hate that I feel this way... I'm sorry

we broke up in may, since then i've been a wreck. I've lost myself in ways i can't even comprehend, i said to myself i'll become the better version of myself without you. But the opposite has happened, i don't think i'll ever forget about you but i'll move on. I miss you but i won't go back, i long for you but i won't act upon it. I'm grateful for our memories, the lessons i've learnt from you. But i think it's about time i let go of your memory. I love you Princess Andreana S. Del Rosario, I'll always will. Ciao Ma Moitie.

Dear 𝓝𝓪𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓷 ♡ I really really really really like you. You're kind, you're funny and you're just the right amount of weird. And you're really cute too so that's a super bonus. I wish on angel numbers all the time about Ya and I really appreciate how much you make me smile 𝓧♡𝓧♡ 𝓨𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓯𝓾𝓽𝓾𝓻𝓮 𝔀𝓲𝓯𝓮, 𝓛𝓲𝓪𝓴𝓸 𝓒𝓱𝓵𝓸𝓮💌

To tshepang tladi. I loved you, so dearly. I hate that you never loved me too but I know it's not your fault, you didn't even know... I finally let you go now so bye I wish you well

dear s, i know you don’t “like me like that” but when i really think about it, i feel like that’s the way you feel because you know how teenage boys think and you respect me too much to think of me that way. or i’m just not pretty enough for you, honestly i’m not too sure. i love the way your smile scrunches up right by the corners of your mouth when you smile. i love the way your eyes sparkle under any lighting wether it be, the sunlight, moonlight or the florescent lights at school. the curls in your hair remind me of rags of sunshine in a deep dark pine forest. i love that you have adapted your texting style to the same way that i text. i love that you pretend you don’t care about things like planes, or school, or video games or lego. i love how if i bring up planes you could talk about them hours on end. i love how sarcasm is your love language. i love how you and me have slowly began merging our vocabulary’s. i love how you smile whenever someone says we would be cute together, and you pretend you don’t picture it too. i love how freckles emerge more in the sunlight than ever. i love how when i’m alone at my locker you always make time to come hang out with me. i love when you take stupid pictures of me, and threaten to send them to other people but never do. i love how much you care about my opinion. i love it when you smile because it is like nobody else’s. i love it when you reference our inside jokes and nobody laughs but you and me are sitting in the corner laughing. i love how you make fun of me in a way that makes sure it won’t hurt my feelings but is still funny. i love how during class you will take time out of your own day to come sit near me so we can talk. i love when we play roblox or gta 5 together. i love how you remember every detail i tell you, wether it’s about what i did on the weekend, a random thing about my childhood, or me just stupidly ranting about something that doesn’t matter. even though sometimes you’re with a and i just don’t know.

Dear A, I wish I could tell you how I feel. If only it wouldn’t ruin our friendship. Every time I see you my heart goes faster. And when we’re sitting at the piano together I want to have a Disney scene where I tell you I like you and you say it back. Right now I’d take writing a song together. I have enough about you that I wrote. I think it would help if we wrote a love duet together. It might fix my feelings. Or it might make the crush deeper but I’m willing to take that chance. You’re cute, sweet, protective, talented, thoughtful, funny, kind, loyal, loving. You’re just like me. And that’s not even close to everything I could say about you. I wish it was the right time. There are so many complications that I don’t know if we could get past but I really would love to try. I care about you too much to be silent forever. But a few years isn’t forever. I can Wait For It. I can play the long game. Until we Rewrite the Stars. Eventually I’ll tell you how I feel and we’ll see how it goes. I don’t say this lightly but….. I love you. And if platonic love is all I’ll get for right now that’s ok. I’ll wait for the romantic love to hit you like a bus like it hit me. So… I love you. Yeah. One day You’ll Be Mine. 💖🌙🌟

Dear B, Are you kidding me? You little piece of sh!t. You can be as pissed with me as you want. Your mom can be as pissed with me as she wants. But you do not get to bring my mom into this. You attacked her on a personal level. And me with her. You targeted us. There was no reason for you to do what you did. I didn’t want to believe it was you but now I realize that you don’t care about our history at all. I’ve been trying to coexist with you but I can’t do that anymore. You can kiss my @$$. Clearly you don’t want to coexist or fix our relationship anymore. Not that I even wanted to fix our relationship. Not anymore. It’s over. We’re done. Don’t ever talk to me again. Stay out of our business. From now on I don’t exist to you and you don’t exist to me. I would say have a good life but I don’t even hope that for you

Dear M, You make me madder than any other human being. You are unrealistically mean to everyone but you love to pick on me. You feign innocence whenever you get called out and there’s almost no way to solve conflict with you. If I wasn’t in the same theater as you I would never talk to you again. Everyone is scared of you. I’m not scared but you are intimidating. If only you would take yourself and your evil daughter (and leave your nice daughter here with me) and move to a different country. Even a different state would suffice. You’re a horrible person and there’s nothing else to say. Other than I loath you with my entire being. At least you can’t enter my house unless you’re invited in lol

i miss you. i hope we cross paths in 10 years when we’re both old enough to realize what we wanna do in the future. i know you possibly hate me or just won’t look me in the face, but i miss you & texting you. i hate that you like guys & prefer messing around with girls. but most importantly i feel like we just a weekend scenario. & that hurts so much knowing all the love i have for you. i miss you

“Honestly this is all my fault, idk why I thought you could change, i constantly defended you and came back every time. How could u be scared of loosing me when all I’ve ever done is show you that I would stay. I put my own beliefs and expectations aside, I never wanted a bf because I was always scared of getting hurt, and no matter how hard you tried and cared for me, you still couldn’t change, and I did get hurt every time. I thought you liked me and it would be different, but maybe you aren’t made for a relationship, and I can’t be in one built on lies any longer, it hurts too much. We are constantly in a cycle of dealing with issues like this and it’s not fair to either of us to have to deal with it. The first two girls I could put aside, and I gave you the benefit of the doubt, but a third is just too much for me to handle. Three is not a coincidence and things wouldn’t be said if there wasn’t a bit of truth to it. I’m sorry to end things abruptly and in this way but I don’t think we can do this much longer. I can’t personally take any more accusations, and im aware it’s not easy for you to be deemed as guilty. I still care for you and will always have feelings for you, but I just can’t see this working out any longer if things like this keep happening. The reason I broke up with you was never to hurt you but to prevent this from happening again and again. You were seriously such a great first boyfriend, and I’m so grateful I got to experience so many of my “firsts”, and I’m so glad it was with you. I know it’s horrible to have to end things in this way, this was never my intentions. I love you and that’s why I have to let you go, to stop us from hurting each other any longer.. loving someone is never a waste, so I hope that despite all of this I hope we can still at least be friends and keep in touch because you truly mean a lot to me, and you are very special to me. I am sorry that things like this had to lead to our break up but I’m forever thankful my bf

I miss you so so much. I wish we could’ve work out and I love you so so much and I can’t let you go. I wish we could be together and I wish we didn’t have to be friends. I hope one day I wish I can be with you again instead of looking for you in everyone that I meet. It’s hard pretending I don’t care and pretending that I don’t want to call you mine. That’s what sucks the most.

I love you. more than you'll ever know. because you're weird, and you're serious. because you know me, and you're like me. because we can judge together but then be empathetic the next second. because I never had someone who's so like me. I love my dear best friend. thank you for listening to me rant about my current hyperfixation even though you dont want to hear it. thank you for not zoning out when I talk to you about it. thank you for telling me you care about it. I hope you know how much you mean to me. I hope you know how much our calls mean to me. I have faith in us. I did not have it with others. I have faith we will be the best of friends until the end of our time.

hey, I miss you. a lot tbh. but I knew we weren't going to be best friends forever. so I guess I expected it. just not this soon. I miss our calls, I miss our hang outs, I miss our laughs. I hate how its awkward now when we hang out (which isn't as often as i'd like tbh). has it always been this way? I feel like not. either way, I miss us. and its nice to see you with others, but I get reminded that we dont have that anymore and it makes me sad. not jealous, but sad. I wish you would text me more often, but I feel like trying to fix this distance is useless because it will just show up again. we've done this multiple times. tried to fix it only for it to be temporary. is that a sign we are not meant to be? maybe. anyway, I sitll love you lots, my ex best friend. I hope we hang out soon. <3

dear Kamiah, I know for a fact you will never read this so that's why I am writing it. what I also know is that you don't feel the same and probably never will so that's also why I will also never confess. So basically, I like you I really like you and ever since the party I have and for some reason I can't get over it, and the weird thing is I barely know you. we barley talk but for so reason that makes it easier to accept that you'll never feel the same. I hope one day I will be able to tell you but that's a long LONG away.

dear m, you are so weird and fake dawg. I should've gotten rid of your punk ass way before it even got to this point but I had to go and be kind so whatever. You are the first one to act weird in front of a nigga dawg, a NIGGA. Weird af. You are so very anti-black and try to defend it. You only embrace your black side when you wanna say nigga I don't wanna hear it. "I no black papi i'm Puerto Rican" MAAAAAN SHUT UP if slavery were to come back you'd be treated like a nigga shut up, . When YOU are in a bad mood EVERYONE has to feel it and you wonder why your momma jumped on you like hello? Its really a mystery how you haven't gotten your ass beat yet. Your writing sucks ass. Boring ass rp I could've talked to a wall and had more fun than your boring ass replies. Then you go on to wonder why I wouldn't respond, YOU ARE BORING. "Oh I can't write fight scenes" Learn. You are constantly talking about yourself and only yourself, everything is "me me me" and "I I I" like dawg after awhile shit gets old. You gaslight people sm and you word it in a way that if someone calls you out on your bullshit you just tell them its wrong. Lock tf in hello? It's honestly more crazy you truly thought nobody would notice. YOU AREN'T THAT INTERESTING, nobody is. I won't ever forget when you wanted to call me stupid because I wanted to play deadrails, nigga JUST GET OFF THE GAME but noooo you wanna sit in the call and make sure everyone knows that you're angry. Man nobody gives a fuck get over yourself. You wonder why you lose friend after friend and don't care enough to see when you are wrong. Fuck off. You are always so negative like shut up fr that be draining a person, and you wonder why I never wanted to TALK to you. If you're so gifted and talented that you have to one up yourself compared to Bo why couldn't you figure that out? Last thing, I find it CRAZY you go and call my friend's oc ugly when all you like is white men. Their drawings are way better and have always been better. Try

I'm not who you think i'm. I dont feel any empathy towards you or anyone else at that matter.

your hair is so pretty and so is your face. your body is beautiful and so is your talent. when we touch i just freeze and all i can do is stare at you and smile like a dork. i wish we touched more. i want to run my hands through your hair and i want your comfort, your arms around me. i want to see all of you and i want you to like me. i want it to be just us in the world and i wish we were closer, so we could talk about this, us. but we dont have anymore time. ill miss you and i love u my dino

i dont know how well end up in the future but i never believed it when you said we were best friends. I'd always known i was going to be replaced but it still hurts. i wanted you to myself and i know that's selfish, but i really thought we had each other. turns out I'm a dependent loser who can never move on. i hope she treats you the way i never could. words can't describe the betrayal i feel and how unsurprised i am at the same time. idk i just hate having to share you with her. we were so close yet so far away, i wish it was me and you against the world i just want someone for myself where we have each other. ive never been able to have what i wanted.

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To future me, Don't worry, I trust you and I love you, I'll make you super proud. I will never leave you because after all, I am you, you are me, we together, in this world and the next, for all the blessings and trying moments. Just incase you forget, you are strong, kind ,smart, capable, resilient and enough no matter what. May Allah bless with with you could even fathom happening. I wish happiness and all dreams coming true, especially the ones you cant fathom happening and are too afraid to ask for. Don't ruminate on the past, you are where you are meant to be and I'm so proud of you, my heart so full and my eyes glazed with the happiest of tears. This isn't farewell because ill be with you anyway, x0x0x0x0x0x0x0x0x0x0 yyr.

it’s been over a year and i still care about you, i wish we could be on good terms

i really want to catch up. but even with you being back for break, i’m not sure you’d want the same

i wanted to find a letter about me, just like how i write about you. -ally/allyocious

Dear Jacob C, hey, its Ally B. im writing this in hopes that maybe one day you'll see it, even though i know you probably wont. i hope you do, though. i still look back at your note on the Unsent Project whenever things get rough, it makes me smile. things have been bumpy lately, i know. sometimes i wonder if you even like me that way anymore, i dont feel like im enough. i just wish you were here, i wish you could hold me, wipe the tears of my face. but that would be selfish so i wont ask. maybe things would be better if you had never met me every time i write about you my heart aches, like im staring at something that needs to be fixed, yet its untouchable. i keep imagining you, wherever you are. in the places i thought i would get to know in the places i know that i wont i think about you at home i think about you laughing, about you crying i think about you when you're alone, i wonder if you're okay. i wonder if you're getting the care you deserve if they're listening to you if they're hearing the side of you only i heard. its not fair. sometimes when im alone, crying on my bathroom floor, i imagine you come and save me. i imagine you walking through that door, catching the sight with my head in my hands. i imagine you sinking onto this level with me, sharing the burdens and healing each other's scars i miss you i wont call. you're slipping away i wont call. i want to disappear i wont call. i love you i wont call. of course if you need me, dont hesitate. you know ill be here im always here. you know, deep down im crying out to God. asking Him to let you stay because i know that if you completely go- ill never be the same im jealous. im jealous of everyone around you. her, him, them too. they all talk to you whenever they please, and me? things get messy im often left on read, i deserved it. while they can approach you, they can see you smile. the smile that i want to keep to myself of course; i am a risk and you, are not a gambler. -ally/allyocious

Even if I had every life in the world, I would never have enough experience to tell you how much I cared for you. I wish I was better, and if I could do it over, I wouldn't make the same mistakes. I miss you, and all the words in the world couldn't describe it. I'm sorry beyond words, and I hope you're doing better.

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When I was little, I used to dream about this moment. I imagined the future unfolding before me like an endless landscape. But today I have reached hat age, and yet I feel… nothing. I have disappointed her. I failed that little girl in ways I never thought I would have to admit. I’m sorry, little Ralu. I did not become even half the woman you so confidently believed I would be. I still dream of her too: of you. Maybe in another lifetime I will truly touch the stars, travel across the moon and bend the horizons to my will. You trusted me, and I allowed that promise to break. You are not seen, because there is nothing left to be seen. I lost your spark, your hope, your passion, your love. Please come back and show me who I am again. Ralu, how am I supposed to tell you? Tell you that one day you will be completely alone, because you pushed away everyone who loved you? That you will live far from home, and still not find the courage to begin the life you always longed for? How do I tell you that, even after thirteen years, you still won’t know who you truly are? That the mirror will still show you the same eyes, the same lips, the same body, but never answers? I know you find escapism in the stars. I know you look at them as if you could hold them, as if fire were burning between your fingertips. But when I look up now, I no longer think of the future. I search for you. And I know that you are searching for me too, and that hurts me the most. I’m ashamed, I’m sorry.

Ryan, it's been 6 years, and i can't forget about you. There's not a single day that passed that I don't think of you. I wonder every single day why things didn't go through between us, is it because of our differences? or maybe because it really wasn't meant. When will I ever get you out of my system? Throughout those years, we became each other's source of comfort and joy, you were someone I could lean on, someone who knew me better than anyone, someone who sees through me. I can't help but wonder, would things be different if we both had the courage? or would it still end up the way we are now? I am full of regrets, I regret not telling you, I regret not taking the risk, I regret the way I treated you back then, I regret letting my fear take over me, I wish I could tell you how sorry I am for everything. In those years, I was happy, even the shortest time spent with you was special to me. Fast forward to now, we both moved on with our lives, still I wonder how you're doing. Now, I have a loving boyfriend whom I love so much, I heard you also have someone, I hope she's treating you well. My boyfriend knows about you, and I can say that he's been very mature when we talk about you. My boyfriend embraced even the ugliest parts of me, he wholeheartedly accepted who I am and who I was, he makes me feel really special, like I'm something he's proud of. I love him. To end this letter, I want to thank you for everything, for being my rock, for giving me joy, for leaving me with memories I'll forever cherish. Thank you to your family as well, for loving me, and for accepting me like I'm family too. To my babies Jaz, Jodi, and Raymond, they're like my little siblings too, I want to thank them for treating me as their ate, i will always love them like my own siblings. I wish to see you guys again, to catch up, and maybe to finally say the things we weren't able to say. I love you guys. I loved you, Ryan.

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I hate you so much. You are one of the most evil and miserable people I've ever met. I was young and full of light, and you chose me, then abandoned me. How could you? When I found out that you've done this to other people, I wasn't surprised. I did everything right, you just refused to see me, broke something in me, and I haven't been the same since. You avoid me and pretend everything is fine, like you didn't betray me and never liked me, no matter how many times I broke my back bending over to please you. You are sick, and I can see that now, something is deeply broken inside you, deeply insecure, a power-hungry monster. I have no idea how you look in the mirror. You aren't superior just because you say so. I wish you could see how I cried, how much it killed me to be perfect for you, just for you to take advantage and kick me to the curb because I didn't blindly follow you. I hope for everyone around you that you admit how much pain you've caused. I dont think that you're capable of self-reflection, so I hope that someone who has power over you shows you just how it feels to be used and not appreciated. How could you? I hope you hear my name and feel so much shame.

i care abt u and miss u

hi

guess theyre right when they say u don't it till it's gone. i made that mistake with you, didn't know i loved you, i needed you till you were gone it's been almost 2 years now, we havent come across each other but after today and i can so clearly see we're both still yearning, if only i'd recognised the signs back then forgive me, i still love you no matter what even if it was just a friendship we lost, it's never just anything, always means more i miss you and i love you, not in the joking way as before. for real this time.

i fucking hate you

woofff

i regret it all

thank you

i miss you

you were right about everything and im sorry i didnt listen

hey

i still think about that summer. the way the light hit your face in the morning. how we'd stay up too late talking about nothing. i dont think ill ever stop missing those days.

fuck you for making me believe we had a chance

thank you for teaching me what i deserve. i know now.

i saw you today at the coffee shop. you didnt see me. you looked happy. im glad.

sorry

i wish i could go back and tell you how scared i was. maybe you would have understood why i left.

youre still the first person i want to tell when something good happens

i hope youre doing okay wherever you are

remember when we said we'd always be friends? yeah.

i forgive you. i dont think you know how much that hurt but i forgive you anyway

hello

its been three years and i still cant listen to that song without thinking of you

you deserved better than what i gave you. im sorry i was too broken to see that.

i hope you find someone who loves you the way you deserve

why did you leave without saying goodbye

i keep your hoodie in my closet. i dont wear it anymore but i cant throw it away.

you taught me how to love myself. thank you for that even if we couldnt work out.

im proud of you

i lied when i said i was over it

sometimes i drive past your old apartment just to feel close to you again. i know its pathetic.

you were my best friend before anything else and i miss that most

i should have fought harder for us

maybe in another life we get it right

i hate that i still care

thanks for the memories even if they hurt now

hi

i wish i could tell you that im happy now but i dont think you'd care anyway

your mom asked about me yesterday. i didnt know what to say.

i loved you

every song is about you. every movie. every sunset. when does it stop?

you were right and im sorry

i hope youre happy. i really do.

im finally ready to let go

i wish things were different

you broke my heart but you also helped me find myself. so thank you i guess

im sorry for everything

i still love you

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i wonder if you ever think about me

you showed me what love should feel like. im grateful for that even though it ended.

i hate how much i still want you

goodbye