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The only rule is you can't be specific about who you're writing to. You'll know. We shouldn't.
Write it to..

..anyone who's hurt you or left you behind
..someone you believe in
..someone you wish would do better
..someone who you love
..someone who you can't stand

Write a letter, get it out, it feels good.

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Dear K & H,

Stop fighting. Stop telling me about. You guys were my roommates and you wanted me to choose sides, but honestly, you're both ridiculous. K, give it a break. We know that once upon a time you wanted to be an actress but this is real life and you're in college. Try getting out of bed and going to class once in while. Or try telling the truth instead of perpetually lying to make yourself seem more interesting. At the very least, stop coming home drunk and puking on the carpet, stop driving drunk and getting into hit-and-runs, stop endangering your life so that other people might think you're cool. H, I knew you were bad news the first day I met you. 'I don't know how to clean' you told me. Since then, I've been cleaning up after you (and you, too, K), listening to your petty whining and hearing you and K scream at each other in the other room. It is literally like living with children.

Good luck to whoever is so unfortunate to live with either of you jerks in the future.

No love,

Stargirl147

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what the hell are you talking about? I am Muslim and this makes no sense to me.
Dear M; you need to divorce your husband. He doesn't love you. He never will. You're a complete fool to think he does. The things he says to you, he says to every girl he wants to jump into bed with. I was no exception.
Dear J; I really think you need to learn a thing or two about loyalty. You jump all over me and say that I am the worst friend to you, but you are still best buddies with M who lied about me owning her money & letting people knowingly take advantage of me. I spent well over a grand on those losers because I thought they were friends. They didn't take advantage of you like that. & I'm sorry. You have completely changed with your newfound gayness. When did you become a complete bitch? That is not the J I know. & you need to get off S's back. I never once said anything to you about A's doucherness. I tried to support you in everything. & you weren't even in a relationship with him. I've been with S for two years! Grow up. You have to learn that life isn't black and white. There is way too much gray.
Dear K; God, you are so young. You thought you would marry & grow old and wrinkly with D. He did a number on you. It's time to grow up. Seriously. Tell mommy to go eff herself. She's a freaking nut case. & tell your brother to back off and stop acting like he cares. He doesn't. He just doesn't want to be the target of your crazy mother. The other D doesn't like you because of your family. Get use to it if you want them in your life.
&&
S; Jeezus! Make up your darn mind already. I would give you the world if you would just ask me to. I can't read your mind. I never have been able to. I have never loved like I have loved you. & darn it, I am already divorced. Get over that too please. At least I'm not still married and delusional. I need you to ask me. I will not give everything to you if you are just going to take it and then throw it in the metaphorical trash can. I did that in my marriage. I'm not an idiot about love. I'm sorry. Just tell me what you want & we can go from there. I wish you would make the right decision. I doubt you will. & years down the line, yes I will toot my own horn, you will call me and say you are sorry. I just hope that I will still be there. If you can even find me...

All with Love;
Jessica
Dear Heart Breaking Lying Bastard,
You have known me for over nine years, you were once my best freind you watched my pain and made me think you understood I trusted you. I was scared to give you my heart and after five years we hooked up and you made me promise to stay and you promised not to do to me what your best freind did and you also promised not to treat me the way they said you would. I kept my promises You broke yours I gave you my heart I loved your child like she was mine and I gave you a chance. You have decieved me and changed my perception of who I can trust. I have lost my plans for the future I have now lost a child I have lost myself and I have lost my sanity. We are not freinds, nor am I your booty call. Two years of being in love with you I will never be the same you made me feel like shit and thats a fact. So I am taking back my life and I am taking back control I take back my self worth and you no longer own me. Good bye mother fucker I wish you well may your karma return back to you and your lies come back to bite you in the ass.
Dear Ex,

Hun, we go through alot. U still love me. I still love you. But god dammit. Ur a fuckin biotch and a half when u feel like u wanna be.
Dear A. S.C
A I'm done Fuck You see ya its over good bye!
S. You have a big mouth dont tell me to pick up a pickle Ill have a anew boyfreind your a thirty five year old virgin so the truth of it is your just jealous that no ones screwing your pickle that is if you can even call it that......
C, Its not going to happen. Not now not ever no way in hell no no no. I am no cum dumpster and I wouldnt get with your psypopathick ass if you were the last fruit loop on earth. So all three of you stop the drama I am done with you.
the open letter was a good idea, unfortunately there are people in this world that arnt able to comprehend certain levels in the way the public socialize. there are just some things not meant to be said/worte out loud. not because of fear of judgment but because of their view of themselves. what people put out in the world show what their ideas of the world are. and now days it is way to easy to see what people are made up of. if someone really needs a release so bad that they have to write it, please go to walmart and by a journal. some thoughts are beautiful, some just throw things down for attention, and it is very easy to tell the difference.
-kenna,
haha, sorry if it sounds like im like that.

dear hey,

 

wood.

 

- jablowmi

because its general enough for people to get the message, it wouldnt make much sense if i use little ma an pa store names, noone would understand.

Dear M,
I only slept with you to get back at T. But i gotta behonest. i think about your sexy body all the time.
K

Dear you,

 

I'm tired, i can't do this anymore. I've never felt more alone than being here with you now. Even as we sit in the same room, i feel as if i don't exist. I love you, but i'm not sure what we are doing anymore. This isn't healthy, for either of us. I'm just not happy. Please forgive me.

 

Love,

Me....

Dear You-Know-Who-You-Are,

 

I think i'm in love with you but then again im not sure, maybe i just care about you heaps and thought it was love. Either way, whether we are always friends, or more than that, i want you to know, that i would just about do anything for you. I mean, anything that the big guy upstairs is okay with, then so am I, I'd die for you, but you're not the only one. You're amazing, don't let anyone tell you different, even if you are sad/depressed alot, you have the most amazing smile i've ever seen, no celebrity braces-fixed botox-lipped smile will ever beat yours. When it's coupled with those beautiful captivating eyes, I don't get butterflies in my stomach, i get jetplanes having a war. And even the faint memory of what your laugh sounds like is enough to make me smile even when im nihilistic. Lets be God-honest, it'd be a crime not to do something big with that angelic voice, but if that's not what you want, i've still got your back. I've had dreams about you which i will always cherish, but some of them scare me, i wrote them all down so if you want to read them just ask, or steal my book of secrets out of my backpack, you can read it anytime, i'm sick of having things to hide. Some people say that their special someone makes them happy, happy? is happy really the word for it? because i feel happy when i come home to my dog, i feel happy when i nail a guitar piece, i feel happy when i don't screw anything up for one day, so if happy's the word for those things, then i don't think there's a word or phrase or simile or sentence that can describe how you make me feel.

 

So much love it's ripping the seams,

Tim

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