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Posted: Sat Oct 06, 2012 4:18 pm
This thread is a safe zone for all your secrets. Here, you can write a letter to anyone, either in real life or whatever, where they can't see it. This is solely a place to vent.
This is a "no judgement" zone. However this is also a "no advice and/or chat zone". If you would like to discuss something with someone, PLEASE do it over private PM, do not discuss it here or in any other thread in this guild. These are often personal matters and should be, if the author wishes to, discussed privately.
Plus, I want NO chat in here, JUST letters. Keep the chit-chat for the Chatter Box (I hate cluttered threads)
Either way, type away...let your heart free.
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Posted: Sat Oct 06, 2012 5:49 pm
Dear A,
I really hate you. I've never hated someone this much, not even B. All I've been trying to do is actually be your friend, though I shouldn't try after the way you treated me. But you don't even want to put in any effort, you said you want to be strangers instead of friends. You think you're done with me? Well, guess what. I was done with you a long time ago. I don't even know why I came back in the first place, because guess what. B was a HELL of a lot better than you'll ever be. You were right; life is like balsa wood, extremely flammable and hard to put out. Once a bridge is burned, it's gone for good. Well, in that case, I'm glad I burned this bridge. Now, I can go in a better direction, towards people who actually CARE about me. You're pathetic and you have no idea how much I hate you. I hope you have a shitty life without me.
p.s. I don't owe you anything.
- Melissa
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Posted: Sat Oct 06, 2012 5:56 pm
Dear Songstress,
First and foremost, I love you. In what way? I'll never know. I just know I don't want you to leave me. You keep postponing the date you leave and I keep hoping that maybe it's because you don't want to leave me either. Chances are something keeps coming up and it has to do with him but, I like to think it's me. I know he needs you more than I do. I really understand that but, I'm selfish and I'm lost and in all the years you're the only person I haven't been able to entertain the idea of losing ... to anyone.
If you never come back I'll understand. This city doesn't hold much for any of us these days but for some reason it's where I want to stay and grow. I want you to be there with me when it happens. I want you to be there to make me cry and tell me I'm wrong and hurt my feelings. I want you here so that I know you're close and within reach when it really counts. I want is such a selfish phrase but the closer it gets to you leaving the more my composure is slipping*. The bad days are starting to outweigh the good ones in number and in size.
I'll always be here and one day I may even show you this. You might cry. I might cry too. But it's ok because you already know everything I just wrote.
Yours Always, A.B.
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Posted: Sat Oct 06, 2012 7:33 pm
Dear J,
I love you. You have no idea how thankful I am that I met you. You walked into my life right when I needed you and it's been one of the greatest things to ever happen to me. We've only known each other for a few months now, but it seems like a lot longer. You've quickly become one of my best friends and you've been there through everything, through break ups and melt downs, family drama and therapy, and even AP Calculus. I've told you things I've never, ever told anyone and you've helped me through it. You're my favorite hiding place and I feel special knowing I'm yours. I really don't think I'd be here right now if it wasn't for you. I've put so much trust in you and I know you'd never hurt me. I get so excited to talk to you everyday, you have no idea. When I talk to you, I forget all the bad stuff that comes with my life.
Also, I think you're absolutely beautiful no what and it honestly means a lot to me whenever you call me beautiful or sex, even when I argue. I'm so excited to be here for you through everything and every step of your transition. I'll always be here for you, no matter what. You'll always be in my heart.
Yours truly, Melissa
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Posted: Sat Oct 06, 2012 10:20 pm
Dear Universe.
Why must you be so mean to me? I didn't do anything wrong, but you are making my schedule a waking nightmare, and making my days longer and longer! I really just want to spend some quality time with Rebekah and Ari and Sara! Why can't you give me a day or two off that they have off?
Sincerely, Chelsy
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Posted: Sun Oct 07, 2012 11:50 am
Dear S,
I honestly didn't expect any of this. You proved me wrong; you turned out to be different than I thought you were. Maybe now I can actually believe that we really are friends. Yesterday, when I was being so hard on myself, and you just sat there and told me I WASN'T fat and that I was pretty.....yeah, that meant a lot. I never expected you to say something like that. I also didn't expect you to be so concerned about me when I told you about my past battles with eating disorders and self-harm. I never thought we were really friends, I just thought you just always put up with me, but now I believe you when you say I'm your best friend. Thank you. It means a lot.
- Melissa
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Posted: Wed Oct 10, 2012 9:02 am
Dear fate,
Why do I have to pay through the nose for every iota of happy I achieve? Do you hate me? Everyone else can stop and smell the roses without getting stung by a bee, why not me?
-meh
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Posted: Wed Oct 10, 2012 8:28 pm
Dear Brain,
Why sweet Christmas can't you let me just run around naked? I mean I would like to be a nudist. Stupid clothes! Who needs them?
Sincerely Me. Because I am awesome.
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Posted: Sun Oct 14, 2012 4:28 pm
Dear Anna,
I guess the discussion we had today led me to this; you deserve an explanation. When I told you I loved you, you talked about your past record with people who has said that and I thought "I don't really have the best record with you either." When I left over a year ago, it wasn't you. At all. Now that I'm back, I can see how it'd be hard to believe me when I tell you things like that. When I left...it's because I was young, and stupid. There was a lot of s**t going on in my life that I got too wrapped up in. I left to attempt to figure things out...and to go in search of something.
It's been a couple of years now, and I can't help but feel like something's missing from me. I don't know what it is, actually, it's just this empty feeling inside me like I'm missing a part of me. When I left, you probably felt like it was your fault. But it was; you weren't the only one. I left a lot of other people and during that time, I literally had a total of three friends, including the guy I was dating at the time. Even after all that ended and the whole Ally thing started, I still that missing feeling.
I didn't find it, but when I met B, I THOUGHT I had found it, but I realized I was wrong after a few months. Bri was a great filler, but that void was still tugging at me. I was gone a long time. I haven't found it yet. I've been all over this town and I still haven't found it. But the one thing that did come out of this was a new Mel. I already told you...I went into the unknown and barely made it out alive, but you're right; I am different now. You were right about there being more sadness in me, but more knowledge and wisdom. And more maturity. All the s**t I went through over the past year really was a learning experience.
The thing is, I came back and now I'm not planning to leave. You can believe me or not, and I know it's worse on you now, it's worse on me too, but I'm serious. No matter what happens, I'm not going to leave again, I'm not going to screw up again. And whatever I tell you, I mean it. I'm telling the truth. Remember, we tell each other everything.
- Melissa
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Posted: Sun Oct 14, 2012 7:02 pm
Dear Adam, You keep thinking we're going to end up together, I keep telling you I'm gay. I love you and I always have, but we're not good for each other, you should know that. -Nikka
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Posted: Sun Oct 14, 2012 7:44 pm
Dear Foofoo.
Your girlfriend isn't suited for you and you shouldn't have picked her over me. Seriously. She's a b***h and her shirt says yolo.
Sincerely, Gooby.
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Posted: Tue Oct 23, 2012 9:56 pm
Chrome Prince Dear Foofoo.
Your girlfriend isn't suited for you and you shouldn't have picked her over me. Seriously. She's a b***h and her shirt says yolo.
Sincerely, Gooby. Dear Foofoo,
I saw you guys again today. You don't look happy. Your mom pulled me aside when you left the room to tell me she doesn't like your girlfriend. She says that she's two faced and bringing you down with her. The thing is, she's right because you started self harming again AFTER you started dating her. I know it's not her fault, but I know that he party lifestyle and bitchy attitude isn't helping. I miss you.
-B.
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Posted: Thu Nov 08, 2012 9:43 pm
Dear whomever made me,
Why'd you make me actually bi? Straight down the middle bisexual so I can never be happy as truly monogamous? So that just because I'm not straight or a lesbian people that I truly want to give a relationship a to with turn me down because they can never be my one and only?
Why did you make me never two people? It's enough of a b***h to find one. But two people who will not only love you but did with the existence of another person in your life.... It seems impossible.
Sincerely, Why me
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Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2012 1:05 pm
Dear J, you are my first love and i know u will be my last. i need u so badly and would never get over u if i lost u. when u told me u loved me too but didnt need me and would get over me if we were ever seperated, it broke my heart and still hurts everyday. thats nice for u that u dont need anybody but i dont consider it love if u dont also need the person. u will never know how much u hurt me since i will never tell u.
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