WRITE ME A LETTER (anonymous or not)

Dear ______,


I ____ you. You have a nice ______. You make me _______. You 

should _______. Someday I will ______. You + me = ________. 

If I saw you now I’d __________. I want to ________ you. I 

would build a _______ just 

for you. If I could sing you any song it would be _________. 

We could __________ under the stars. 

Love, 
_______________ 

(P.S. ______________.)

Dear whoever is reading this,

Dear whoever is reading this, 

You're beautiful and someone out there is crazy about you. Smile because life is too short to be unhappy :)

Loads of love, 
Me! ^^

Dear Future Boyfriend,

Please come soon. I’m starting to get scared that you don’t exist. I can’t wait until the day that I can say you’re mine. I love you with all my mind, heart, and soul.

Love,

Me

I don't mind you read my stuff..

I don't mind you read my stuff.. i don't have shame to admit that you still have the body that i desire and the affections that i dream every night... I'm still completely in love with your eyes... with your way to talk and gestures... for the way you involve me and make me give up from all the things that i'm attracted for... don't try to understand what i write.. you'll never make it... I think you're afraid.. i don't. I Lost it.
I make mistakes, i do it before and i'll continue to make them. That's my verb. That's me...and isn't what's left... is what's to come...
Don't have pity...i don't care.. not with your pity.
I'm in love for my insanity.. and she returns.
I'm a sad song you'll never forget... the lucky for your egocentrism and the vanity for your claim.in the end... you think in me as only a loser... i'm not here to try to convince anybody of the opposite. I'm going to sleep with you as i do every nights.. and i wish i could find you some day by my side...

Got a message:

My best friend and I, our souls are intertwined. We are soul mates in a way beyond which any words can fully express. When I’m with him, all is right. I seek him out when I’m sad, happy, angry, excited, or anything else. He is always there to be my shoulder to cry on and my hand to hold. I know we’re going to get married one day because love, well, it can’t get any better than this.

Dear 2014,

DEAR 2014,

Please bring good things this year.

Please bring happiness.

Don’t let me travel the same road I’ve been traveling on.

Let me live.

Let me laugh more that i usually do.

Let me fall in love without feeling scared.

Help me learn from my mistakes. and

Sing out loud and not give a single f*** .

Make new friends and strengthen the old.

Beat my sadness.

Get in shape and feel good about myself.

Work away my anxiety.

Push away negative thoughts.

Find recovery.

Travel.

Find a really good job.

Rebuild myself before I break.

Become a stronger person, both mentally, physically and spiritually.

And if you can’t do half or any of these things, please just do one:

My first New Year’s kiss.

That would be awesome in itself.

Sincerely,

Patiently Waiting.

— Persuasion // Jane Austen

“Let us never underestimate the power of a well-written letter.”

— Brandon Speck, “A Letter to Myself, A Year Ago”

“if only you could see yourself now,
you’re settling back into a quiet autumn
and you’ve missed the smell of must, rain, and tobacco
kissed into the corners and couches
of the same house you share with seven others.

you miss the girl who used to sleep on your couch
who had the skull of the bird she is named after
tattooed across her arm.
you are glad you stopped drinking.

it’s 2am and you’re staying up far too late.
you have an interview for a job in the morning
that you will come to hate in 2 months.
you’re not in love the way you expected.

some memories turned into broken drawers
that you chose to store all your knives in,
every time you open them, they always come spilling out towards you.
you miss having sex with people you also love.

precariousness is now the pillow you sleep upon,
and you no longer have such structured repeating romance.
you no longer have such a structured repeating life,
and I know it killed you that you knew it wasn’t forever.

i know i can’t stop you from panicking,
but it will all make sense. 
you repeat repeat repeat repeat repeat repeat
until you realized it was too early to build such a life based on repetition.

you’re settling back into a quiet autumn,
and you’re stone sober at 4am after a Friday night
while the world starts to makes a strange kind of sense,
the same way words become meaningless when repeated enough times.

all of this
is to say,
you made it this far, 
and i’m proud of you.”

Dear Darla, I hate your stinking guts! You make me vomit! You're a scum between my toes! Love, Alfalfa

Dear Darla, 
I can't life without you.... really...
I'm not kidding
Your Romeo, 
Alfafala

Dear Tiffany, I know you wrote the letter.

Dear Tiffany, I know you wrote the letter. The only way you could beat my crazy was by doing something crazy yourself. Thank you. I love you. I knew it the minute I met you. I’m sorry it took so long for me to catch up. I just got stuck. - Pat

Something that bugs me.... why can't cupid hit both in quite similar time? It would lessen the late complications. Please pass this on - it must eventually lead to a cupid.

100timesmore

Dear diary, today i met a boy...

i think i'll miss you

What is pain?

-Ed Sheeran

Dear algebra

Dear algebra, I'm sick and tired of finding your 'x'. Just accept that fact she's gone. move on, man.                  

i have band-aids...

Call it old fashioned

When you rearrange the letters in the word 'ASTRONOMER', you get 'MOON STARER'.

Same goes for 

DESPERATION = A ROPE ENDS IT,

THE EYES = THEY SEE,

THE MORSE CODE = HERE COME DOTS,

DORMITORY = DIRTY ROOM,

SLOT MACHINES = CASH LOST IN ME,

ELECTION RESULTS = LIES - LET’S RECOUNT,

SNOOZE ALARMS = ALAS! NO MORE Z’S

THE EARTHQUAKES = THAT QUEER SHAKE,

ELEVEN PLUS TWO = TWELVE PLUS ONE

&

MOTHER-IN-LAW = WOMAN HITLER.

:P