Kind of unorthodox, but I like the idea.
Dear mom and dad,
I know you're concerned, but making anorexia and bulimia jokes is not going to solve anything. I understand that you have no real experience with this sort of situation, but please stop. It doesn't make me feel better.
----
Dear Kayley and Kelsey,
I really wish we still hung out like we used to. I really wish I could tell you. But most of all, I miss that stupid cliche closeness we always had before high school, even if I didn't really fit in. Now I feel like I do and I'm ready to start again.
----
Dear Meghan,
We don't always get along, but please come home for the holidays.
----
Dear Brett,
I hope everything is going well for you and Caitlyn. You should visit more often. I miss you more than you'll ever know.
----
Dear Curtis,
You're a douche, but I kind of like you. It's made my month now that we've started talking again. I love getting woken up by your texts :)
----
Dear Madonna,
Your man arms scare me. Please don't crush all your adopted children's hands.
----
Dear Regina,
Please snow. I should not be able to see the grass in November. It's really messing me up. Also, I miss sledding.
----
Dear various teachers,
I don't want to repeat tenth grade. Stop failing me.
----
Dear Cheecha Krackles,
You are delicious, fat-free, all natural and virtually calorieless. I love you. Don't ever go away.