Light Up Your Letters

Dear brain,

One thing. Just let me write one thing.

I'm not asking for a huge chaptered story. Just a one-shot. Even a teeny tiny drabble will do.

If you let this writer's block/lack of interest in writing continue, I will cry hysterically.

Sincerely,
Rachael.

dear tumblr screw you for ruining my life

E,

You left my life like that. So simple. You asked me to take care of myself, but how can I do that when you're not here and I'm a fucking wreck? I don't fall asleep until my point of exhaustion, I have nightmares, I cut, I cry all the time, I'm depressed... how can I possibly take care of myself?
You told me you were a mess... but I don't believe you. You seem perfectly happy, and blissful. This girl you're talking to, the one you picked over me... the reason why I started pushing you away, you tell her you love her. And that breaks my heart in two, and I can't take anymore heartbreak. So maybe it's for the best that we don't talk again. Maybe I'll move on, and maybe you will too.

But just you know, I'll never stop loving you. Because it was my favorite thing to do.

-M

dear you,

I wish I could erase those months we were together, or at least erase the memory of them. i remember that first time we talked, when kady made those jokes about her pimping me out to you and the way you smiled at me and then later that night how we talked and you told me how you had thought i was some typical girl but i was different. i thought you were different too. i remember how you were manipulating me back then, talking about how you were going to leave the course, threatening to kill yourself and the way i begged you not to. i was under your control from the very start wasn't i? right from the start you had this hold on me and it terrifies me to think you might still have that hold on me. what would happen if you tried to get me back? would i come running and let you control me all over again?

and most importantly, why?

did you treat every girl like that? or was it just me? and why? I must have done something wrong, been so terrible that you hated me so fucking much that you had to do that to me. did you really love me, in your own messed up way, or was i just some plaything for you to amuse yourself with? you warned me right at the start to stay away from you because you'd hurt me, told me i should be scared of you. i laughed and said you were being hard on yourself. but you were right, oh god you were right. i loved you, i really did and all you did was hurt me. and everyone warned me away from you. grant, kat, craig, anthony, my family, hell even linda warned me away from you. and i didn't listen because i was sure you'd change. and you did, but not for the better.

all those times you put me down, all those times you pushed me around, when you gripped my wrists so tight that you left bruises and i had to wear sweatbands and jumpers, all those times when you told me i couldn't go out with friends or you accused me of cheating and broke up with me. all those times you made me come running back and then kicked me away again, and those times you'd storm out at three in the morning and i'd sob and cry but you'd leave me all alone. all those times you pushed me and flung me into my bed, the wall, my bookcase. why? what did i do?

i can't stand the thought of ever seeing you again. i'm sure i never cross your mind but you've broken me inside with the way you treated me. maybe you think it's no big deal, but i cant shake your voice from my head. i feel that one day we'll have to meet again so i can get answers from you, but i'm scared of the hold you have over me, a cold fear in the pit of my stomach.

but i digress, i wish we'd never met.

- amy.

dear R,
it's breaks my heart to know that someone like you--once a wonderful a beautiful boy--could become a victim to your former self. there's so many things i wish to show you, but what is there for you to see? i know i came too late, and it kills me to think that those that weren't too late played bystander and witnessed the saddest death in the world--lasting 40 fucking years--without doing a thing. were they too proud? you're wonderful. wherever you are, honey, i wish you the best of everything.
forever,
xoxo

person.:

E,

You left my life like that. So simple. You asked me to take care of myself, but how can I do that when you're not here and I'm a fucking wreck? I don't fall asleep until my point of exhaustion, I have nightmares, I cut, I cry all the time, I'm depressed... how can I possibly take care of myself?
You told me you were a mess... but I don't believe you. You seem perfectly happy, and blissful. This girl you're talking to, the one you picked over me... the reason why I started pushing you away, you tell her you love her. And that breaks my heart in two, and I can't take anymore heartbreak. So maybe it's for the best that we don't talk again. Maybe I'll move on, and maybe you will too.

But just you know, I'll never stop loving you. Because it was my favorite thing to do.

-M

E,

Maybe there's a reason why we just can't stay away from each other.
I mean, there has to be.

-M

You,

I'm pretty sure that everyone and their mother knows.

I'm pretty sure even my mother knows.

Why the hell don't you know?

- Me.

M,

You confessed that you're worried you won't find somebody to settle down with in time. You're worried that your dreams of being a husband and a father by the time you're 30 won't be possible. I'd just like to take this time to tell you that if that's how you truly feel, I'm still willing to spend my life with you.

Yours,
K

person.:

E,

Maybe there's a reason why we just can't stay away from each other.
I mean, there has to be.

-M

E,

Fuck you.

-M.

Dear self,

Stop being a wimp.

L,

Really? You're going to 'like' that comment, that is entirely an in joke that you don't understand, because it mentions drugs? Whoa, aren't you cool.

-Me

dear stars,

don't let me down.

to the members of shinedown,

thank you. thank you thank you thank you. you have had such a strong force in my life, but last night you just became a stronger presence. there are no words for the way that you made me feel when you were on stage. especially you, brent. the way you pointed at me and smiled and looked right at me...that really made my night. all i have ever wanted was for one of the people that i look up to just to look at me and acknowledge me, and you did just that. and you added so much more emotional depth to the songs that i already loved, and there are just no words for how very much that show meant to me. thank you for that, and thank you for everything.

sincerely,
a devoted fan

A,

It's gonna work out. I promise.

x

G.

Please don't leave without loving me.

L.

G,

Why are you always there when I need you, and never when I want you?
Why do I have to be the sincerity to your pragmatism?
Why isn't there ever a happy medium?

Yours,
W

i know words may not mean a lot to you, but they mean the world to me and i'm ready to give you the world--friend in a friend. i wish nothing nasty, i wish and hope the best of everything for you, and i have strong faith that you'll fulfill those prayers. know that people grow apart and people grow together and we've been through both of those stages many times. it doesn't make you bad and it doesn't make me good--it makes us people…and sometimes a person is all you can be. nobody deserves misery and i don't want to cause any that i don't have to. i'm not here to apologize and i'm not here to yell, i'm just here to live and breathe and be happy and you are, too. i'm an emerald and you're a topaz and sometimes they don't end up on the same jewelry rack. i thank you for the eons you talked and the centuries you listened and the eras you laughed. i thank you for believing and i thank you for lying--for running and for staying--for chasing and for following. it's okay to be close in psychical distance and miles away in emotional distance, we aren't on the same boat but i'm willing to sail to the same destination. i guess but i just don't know. none of us do.
eternity
xoxo
i wish you fields of wildflowers and lavender and rows of beautiful happiness.

j.
i've got a headache and a sore throat and i'm so tired but i just wanted to thank you for taking the time to hang out with me. you make me feel like an actual human being.

thank you, from the bottom of my heart, thank you.

[Edited by mod, remember the no bashing rules apply here too.]
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Mom and Dad and Mike,

As much as we fight and as much as I absolutely cannot stand any of you at times, I'll miss you when I leave for college too<3

Love, Kathleen

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H,

Come home soon please? <3

Dear Nerves

Just stop.

-Your Victim