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Journeys

Shaman
Dear __, (irl)
I'm honestly scared of you. You're so over-protective, I don't get it. I'm tired of it. Then you get all angry and blow up at me. If you're so over-protective, why are you hurting me like this? It's ridiculous. I'm trying. I'm really trying to move on. But you are making it really difficult to do so. You'll say you're sorry, but you never mean it. I've said it before, and I'll say it again.. When you say sorry, you're supposed to mean it. I mean seriously, I'm only a teenager, and while she and I were in the car, she talked about getting a divorce. That's how bad you are. It's disgusting. And you don't just get mad at her and I. You get mad at the others in your family. Hell, two of them are only toddlers, and the other one isn't even your biological child. You're going to scar them for life. Stop it! You should be amazed you still have a family that doesn't completely ignore you. Even your mom is like this. You two are social manipulators, and it hurts. It hurts. Do you not know that? Have you not learned? You're going to loose all of us. Honestly, you're just so blind. I shouldn't even know all of this. She shouldn't even have to talk to me, her own daughter, about this damn divorce; but she does. Wanna know why? Because there's nobody else to talk to. Your shit is wearing me out. Grow up please. You're going to loose us all, and it won't be pretty.

There's so many things I want to tell you. The only thing you've really done for this family is help it financially, and that doesn't even matter. We can make it without you. I'm tired of this. I'm tired of having to be the mature one when it comes to you. You think you can throw something at me and expect me to react to it like an actual adult? That's not normal. Truthfully, I can't even invite any of my few friends over because of you, and you think you have the right to call me antisocial and aloof. I have a life, and I have friends. But I don't have enough courage to even bring them around you. You're embarrassing. You're so embarrassing. We can't even be a normal family and go out to dinner because all you're worried about is your reputation and job. I can't wait 'til I can legally drive. I'll have so much more fucking freedom, and I won't have to be under your constant control and anxiety 24/7. And you know what? I remember when you and I used to make these little cappuccino drinks and sit at the coffee table and drink them. I remember when you'd lay down on the ground and play with those toy horse figures with me. I have good memories of you, but they're all fading away because of your fucking immaturity and hurtfulness. I'm trying my best to give them, the ones that can still look at you without wanting to slap some sense into you, a normal childhood because I don't want them to be hurt and angry like I am. I want them to be happy, but you're slowly ruining all of our lives. I'm not even exaggerating. But if I'm being honest, you have improved. You have taken her out on dates like most couples do, but it's still not good enough. You snap at her constantly, and you never really focus on your dates. You're only worried about your job and what you're gonna do once you get home. We're all struggling here because of you. But I've managed to stay happy and positive about this whole situation, and I've managed to find people who make me happy. I'm hoping you'll be able to fix up your act so we can all be even happier. For me, for her, for us, please?
 
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Kitsilulu

Pingless
Dear _, (irl)
Thanks for throwing that hanger at me
Thanks for telling me to starve
You deserve Aunt of the Year
 

Masn

Cheesus
dear r
i’m sorry you’re in love with me
i am not in love with you
i’m sorry for breaking your heart
it was the right thing to do
 

Season

Pingless
Dear_,
God, I’m such a fool.
I should’ve stopped before. I should’ve listened to myself. I should’ve thought about the consequences. But now I’m stuck.
What a shame.

Dear_,
You’re right.
Why can’t I understand that? Why won’t I listen to you? I admire you. You never let anyone hurt you twice. If someone messes with you, you leave them. Without doubt. I want to be like that. I want to be like that so badly.

Dear_,
Don’t ruin this.
Don’t ruin my mood.
It’s saddening that I’ve been so happy today but then I got into a shitty mood because of this.
 

Jasbear

Cheesus
Dear
If you ever feel like shit
just know Jasbear is at home eating his pink frosted sprinkled donut.
Pretty sure no one gives a shit though
I need to get back to eating this
 
Dear _______________________________,
Fuck you.
You made my Life worse than Shit can stink.
I hope you're happy because of what you made me believe.
Happy fucking Easter, Bitch.

That's the Letter I always wanted to send.
There's another one, but I don't think I have the Guts to publicly "release" it, sorry!
Happy incoming Easter, everyone! <3
I love you all! <3
 

Kellita

Gin Fizz
Dear
If you miss them, tell them.
If you love them, tell them.
If you want them back, TELL THEM !!
because you never really know when
that person can just be gone from your
life so sudden,
please tell them how you really feel, x .
Yes you messed up, but there’s always a chance to make it better, there’s always a chance to fix your mistakes and apologize.
 

Tipsy

Active Mouse
dear j,
i miss you a lot.
 

+captivate

MAH CHEESE!
dear k
i’m no expert at relationships but i’m pretty sure if two people aren’t on good terms let them sort it out by themselves you do not need to stir it up in all honesty you’re just making your friend look bad for telling you everything and lmfao if you want to be such a good angel of a friend maybe don’t start by calling the other ‘imcompetent imbecile’ and ‘idiot’ also quite big vocab for such a young girl but in all honesty you acting like they murdered your friend lmfao there’s so many people online faking friendships least they’re not because believe it or not people can get sick of others or simply want to move on with their life but you made a smart move thanks for the help guru nanak
 
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