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[keturavamp]

i always like topics like this, and we didnt have one so i thought i might add it in case anyone wished to use it. this is where you write a letter to someone about something thats on your mind, but cant bear to say it to their face. i'll write one later, if someone else goes first

its always better to get your thoughts out, even if no one hears them.

[Jarrett]

*writes the generic one to a bloke*

Richard,

I dunno if you know how much I like you, I guess the hints I've dropped might not show you how much. Doesn't help that I hardly see you, or the distance. But I cherish every moment we've spent together, from our 'girly' moment in that first roleplay, to the time you kissed me to our last phone call.

I guess what it is, is that I'm really to scared to tell you how I feel. It sounds silly, but everyone else I've cared for, who has found out about it has really really hurt me. I just don't wanna go through all that again, but I know you can't promise never to hurt me... So I'm really scared.

There are a few other things, some I can say, some I can't. Like how I'm paranoid that you don't find me attractive. After seeing pictures of you previous girlfriends... I'm nothing like them looks wise... She was so much slimmer... and prettier than me...

I dunon what else to say... everything else that's on my mind... well I can say it to your face when I find out how you feel.

<3

I htink I'm falling in love by the way.

~Becci

[keturavamp]

dear popcorn.

i cant stop thinking about you. your smell is in my freaking hair, and its driving me fucking insane.

why the HELL did you have to kiss me last week? up until then i was allowed to remain trapped in my own little delusional world, only pretending and lying to myself that you had some sort of feelings for me. i could freely fantasize about whatever i wished, and felt safe to think in my blind inner thoughts that you never reciprocated my feelings, and that was how i liked it. safe. i was allowed to play out my thoughts only in my head. i always lied to myself, denying what everyone said was blatantly obvious.

now you obviously have feelings for me and i dont know what to do about it, and i keep fighting back my own because you and i both know it can never happen unless you slip out of your comfort zone and get together with us.

why did you have to go and blow my fantasies out of the water and show me they were real?

hate always, vampy the dragonfly.

[psychokinetic]

dear psycho,

don't forget to wake up.

sincerely, your brain.

[ecec123]

[keturavamp]

andrea,
i lied to you you today. i told you i didnt know what we were doing on saturday, when really, i do know. i didnt tell you because i KNOW that if i tell you we are going to rjs, you will want to come along and that will ruin my evil plan. im sorry. im a terrible person, and once you make definate plans for yourself on saturday, then i will tell you what im doing.

[ChildofPandora]

Dear Bitch,

I hate you. I figure that I'm finally moving ahead in my life and realized that now I'm being used to replace someone else that is still here. How do you manage to wake up every single day and lie to everyone around you? How do you feel when people know what it is that you're doing? How does it feel to push everyone to the point of exhaustion because it is never good enough? When it finally becomes good enough it can always be better? It used to be about fun, now it's about results. Results that no one cares about. Results that don't matter. Results that don't mean anything. The only thing that mattered was fun, and now that is gone. We know. We all know and we are pissed.

[Buzz Kill]

Meine Liebe,

All of it, crying at night over nothing and question marks. All of it is “I don’t know.�

It’s all hollow and alone, cold, empty. Through all these unanswered questions, it’s got to be related to you. I don’t know what I’m trying to say. I really don’t, but sitting here fighting with myself I want to cry again.

Maybe I’m doing this to myself. Maybe my subconscious in planting in shadows of ideas that I’ve heard before, and I have only a brief painful idea of what they really are. Maybe I take pleasure knowing I’m driving myself insane with all these thoughts that end in question. Or maybe you’re behind it all, and just maybe you’re manipulating me, breaking me, and enjoying it.

I know how I sound, hard and accusing. But you of all people should know the last thing I want to do is anything that might possibly hurt you. I don’t mean to sound this way, but I’m trying to hide that inside I’m still hurting. I’m sorry. I don’t know what for, but with this familiar stinging sensation and blurred vision, it’s the only thing I can think of to say.

There’s so much I want to tell you, the emotions are filling me to the point of breaking, but I don’t know what it all is. I don’t know if you’ll ever see this. I don’t know if it makes sense. I don’t know if it’s helping me any. I don’t know why I’m still hurting.

It’s all filled with uncertainties. But there is one thing I am certain of…

I love you.

(that's really sappy, i know. x.x but i wrote it a coupla nights ago and didn't have the heart to delete it.)

[Dire_Tengu]

Dear Roger,

We went to college together, for a brief period of time I had a teeny tiny crush on you, but you said you weren't looking for anything at all so I respected that and gave you your space.
4 years later we meet again by chance at a coffee house in the Old Port area, and you gave me your number (when I didn't even ask for it.)
Over the next three months you told me I was a good friend to you, but told your good friends I was a twat whenever I wasn't around. You later told them I was stalking you...

... while I was in England ....

... with my fiance ...

... of two years ...

Then for no apparent reason, some months after I figured out what kind of person you really are, you e-mailed me out of the blue just to call me a cunt.

Well, I'd rather be a cunt than an ASS, Roger.

You know, for someone who's so incredibly beautiful, you're really fucking hideous inside.

love you like a bad case of rectal herpes,
~J~E~N~

PS: I want my books back!

[nimrodianking]

Dear Janna,

Thank you for being there for me in the good and bad times or being my lover and hanging around... at first.

Now that that is said... Fuck you, Janna, for being just a stubborn cunt and fucking me over in every way possible...

Love and Cherish,
Ryan Donelan

P.S.- I stole your dog and gave him away to a better home.

[Ruby]

Dear Andrew;

I used to look up to you when I was little. Fuck knows why. You're supposed to be my brother. Being only my dads son does not take the responsibility off your shoulders to be there for me when I need you. And you never were. You dont bother to reply to my texts, I never used to mind about that, I thought that you were just too busy, but even when you left that band and I went to the System of a Down concert to see you play, and you werent there, you didnt respond to my texts. Too busy with your new gf. I saw you about twice a year if I was lucky. If I was even luckier you'd stay longer than a few days.

You said things last time we met that I didnt agree with and you had no position to voice them and because Im older now, I have my own opinions and have every right to voice them even if you dont like it. As much as I wish you did, you never lived with our dad so no, you dont know what it's like to live under his roof, so no, realistically you can't always be right about matters you know very little about.

where are you now? I wish I knew. I wish I could have a brother. But I never did did I?

L.Ruby

[Ruby]

*additional* I wish you'd stop pretending to be such an almighty buddhist....

[Jarrett]

Childish cunt.

I had sex with someone else while tripping out on E. I never told you, but not because I didn't want to upset you, but I found it funny that you trusted me to stay at his house after taking drugs. You were stupid. And crap in bed. And such a fucking child. You sir, are my biggest regret.

************************

Mr No-Spine

I went to Karl to complain what a crap boyfriend you were. We went to his flat and had sex in his shower. I left you two days later. But you know what? I don't feel bad about what I did.

[keturavamp]

dear you.
you say that some things are just hard to say, no matter what. but sometimes i just want to know wht TYPES of things you have a hard time saying to me. is it bad? is it good? if you never tell me, then neither of us will ever know if the other person possibly has been feeling the same way this whole time...

[Ruby]

To my only best friend.

I wish you wouldnt go to Scotland. I feel distant from you now Ive been in Hull for so long, and you have remained here in Manchester without me. I feel even worse because I havnt met anyone like you in Hull. I almost wish I had, then never seeing you wouldnt seem so harsh on me, as selfish as that is. Truth is, I wont find someone like you out there. And I mean it. I almost hate you for deciding so irrationally to go and live up in Scotlant with that stupid cunt. Sure he treats you right now, but what if he hurts you? Who do you have up there that will help you? I know that I havnt been around, but UNI and your job keep us apart, as sickening as that is.
I almost want to turn my back on you now, it might be easier..I hate him for giving you the option to go live with him, of course you'll say yes, you've found a man who treats you right and I cant think of a more deserving person... but if you go up there and never come back I will never, ever forgive you. And no, because Im stubborn, I wont make the effort to go see you in Scotland, I lied when I said I would, just to shut you up about it really. If he brings you down for my birthday, he might get brownie points, but if God exists, then God should help him if he ever hurts you. I will use his eyes as dice to see the fate for the rest of his mutliated body.

Ruby

[Catie]

Dear John,
Sometimes, I wish I knew how to fix you. So many regrets, so little time.
I'm glad that we got past all that we put each other through and can at least be friends, but it's hard for me to deal with some things, still. Forgive me for keeping you at a distance for now.

[druidessofthedark]

Dear M

I remember that amazing night we spent together before the hurricane. I miss you and I wish I could talk to you but I can't. I had fun and alot of good laughs. Hope no one ever finds out. Take care. Tell your wife I said Hi.


Good Bye


P.S. I will never forget you.

[iscolleen]

Dear you,
What the hell are you trying to do? You can beat the addictions, and we both know it. What you're doing is a choice, so stop blaming it on diseases. I can't hold you up forever, not when you can't even be there for me. I'll always love you, and I'll do anything to help you, but I can't do jack when you're lying to me. I'll never have the nerve to tell you your friends suck, but they do, and it fells like one step forward two steps back every time you hang out with them. I can't help you until you're ready to be helped.

Dear your mom,
You're the fucking adult, start acting like it.

Dear boy,
I'm neither the most perceptive nor the most outgoing of girls. If you want something to happen, make it happen. I've gone as far as I can, and it's your choice now. All I ask is that you make it decisively. I'm tired of sitting on this fence.

Dear self,
Stop being so fucking self-pitying. This is nothing you can't handle. Stop procrastinating, and get your priorities straight.

[keturavamp]

dear myspace,
get your fucking act together and start sending my damn messages over to my email ON TIME for a frekaing change. im tired of thinking i have messages and go there, and realize that the ones you sent me were ones i responded to the night before. im tired of thinking i have NO messages, going to another site, and then a few hours, realize that i DID have messages, but YOU didnt want to give them to me. i dont care how many new features you are updating, i dont care how many fuckhead members you have. i want to know when i have messages and i want to be able to send mine as well. yesterday you gave me complete hell because you sent messages twice, then other times you logged me out while i was trying to send something important. i had to send the same message 3 times once. im sick and tired of it and i want your stupid attitude to change. all 60 billion or so members do not care about being able to host numerous videos and have 5 different songs playing at once on our profile. i just want to talk to rj.

love, your biggest fan.

[Johnny_C]

keturavamp, on Apr 5 2006, 05:31 PM, said:

dear myspace,
get your fucking act together and start sending my damn messages over to my email ON TIME for a frekaing change. im tired of thinking i have messages and go there, and realize that the ones you sent me were ones i responded to the night before. im tired of thinking i have NO messages, going to another site, and then a few hours, realize that i DID have messages, but YOU didnt want to give them to me. i dont care how many new features you are updating, i dont care how many fuckhead members you have. i want to know when i have messages and i want to be able to send mine as well. yesterday you gave me complete hell because you sent messages twice, then other times you logged me out while i was trying to send something important. i had to send the same message 3 times once. im sick and tired of it and i want your stupid attitude to change. all 60 billion or so members do not care about being able to host numerous videos and have 5 different songs playing at once on our profile. i just want to talk to rj.

love, your biggest fan.

*gives Vampy a loaded weapon and the address of the administrators*