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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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Dear anonymous,

I am sorry that you got stuck on my arm while I was fisting you last Friday night. I didn't realize that burying it up to the elbow was a bad idea. I know that you required some stitches, but if it makes you feel better, my arm was quite sticky for hours. Also, the hair has not grown back, and the smell is still quite strong.
Call me when you can. Next time we'll go for the shoulder!!!

Love,

Danketh MacHerbal
Ha. Gross.
haha Sorry I don't know what's wrong with me sometimes.
Sweetheart you really need to tell your mom and dad. And you NEED to report him to the police. I hope he burns in H%^$ too.

Yes, Victoria, Shyla is right...

 

If you have to be the reason why other girls whom this a@$#0le ruined would be able to speak up, so be it... Be their voice. You've been brave enough to mention this, why not go a step further and end it? You're lucky you got away with your life, what if the others are not as lucky as you? Sometimes, one voice is all the world needs to change... If you're scared about what other people or your parents will think, don't be... They will always think of you as a person who was able to right what is wrong, and someone who has saved more lives that is about to be ruined, and someone who fights for what is right... And your parents will definitely be with you every step of the way. If there are people whom you have to trust, its them. They will still love you regardless of what happened.

 

And whoever that person is, he just bought himself a one way ticket to Hell.

 

Good Luck to you, Victoria. I hope everything will be okay.

Not all parents will love or keep on loving, some just never loved to start with..

stop being bitter about life... or do you have one? anyway, dont blame others if your parents never loved you to start with... besides, just like what you said... NOT ALL parents will love or keep on loving... sorry if your parents are more of the not loving group... but dont let this young girl's hope about having a better life die, just like how your hopes died...

just looking at you... i have proof that life is unfair...

Dear A and K,
If I had know how anti social and how much you two would suck at cleaning up your messes I would have never agreed to let you live with me. You two are crazy bitches that have some major problems. Is it reallly that hard to clean up the dishes that you both used a week ago? Or even to rinse dishes off in the sink before you put them in the dish washer. On that note it really is not that hard to use the dish washer. I am so sick of cleaning up your messes or leaving you guys messages to clean up your mess. Also what is with you two locking your doors while you are in your rooms. I respect privacy and would NEVER walk in without knocking. Yesh.
K~ I know you are the woman of the relationship but you need to grow an spin and tell A to help you clean up the dishes that you both dirtied.
A~ Telling K to go to the kitchen and make you dinner does not make you a man! I am sorry. You have to help her out. She has just as much work as you do if not more because she got accepted into her major you still haven't.
Oh and you both owe me like $90 in electric! PAY IT OR ELSE!!! I am sick of asking you two. The longer you wait the more you will owe me. So glad I graduate at the end of this semester and then some other people can deal with you. You might want to start looking for people like you because if you don't you two will be miserable!

OH and clean the f'ing rat cage! It stinks.

I hate you both!!

Kat
dear you.

a red panda bear is NOT a panda. no matter how much you cry about it.

me.
Haha! They are cute though, almost like red raccoons.
Dear Person.

I had the biggest crush on you in high school. It took me until my junior year to try and tell you about how I felt. The Day I finally told you was valentines day. And you laughed at me, and told me that I was funny. Ever since I have hated valentines day. Which is fine because I would of ended up hating that day anyway.

Thanks for showing me the hatred of valentines day early. Also fuck you for laughing at me when I asked you out.

Thanks,
Lawl.

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