Dear Anonymous

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Dear Anonymous,
I just met you, but I really hope you appreciate me.
 
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Dear Anonymous,

I can't help but feel we are soul mates. But we meet in the wrong time... or maybe it's meant to be this way? I don't want to scare you, but I don't want to lose you. I just want you.
 
Dear Anonymous,

Listen to your heart, it's never wrong. You always complain about him not being there for you. You always say your heart is telling you to go, but your mind is telling you to stay. Follow your heart. He's not worth it. You can do better. What he did to you was unacceptable, you say everything was okay, well that's impossible. Leave him. Don't look back. It'll get better.
 
Dear Anonymous,

I keep second-guessing myself and what I'm feeling. Am I really wanting to walk down this road again, for another time? What's making me want to make the decisions I do - is it me, or is it just that old "want" speaking again? I don't want it to be "just another desire", just another want. For now, I want to keep staying the path I'm going and see if my thoughts and my heart are actually one and the same, rather than just letting my current emotions override everything. I don't want to reflect my thoughts to you or anyone else because honestly I'm afraid to bring you down the road I've taken others. I'm still confused - what exactly am I expecting? What do I want right now?

Would I be doing the right thing if I go through with it? Is it me being selfish again? I don't know what you need, to be honest. I don't know what I need, either. We have so much in common but at the the same time I don't know how much we really have in common. I'm just confused as always, I s'pose. I just want to build you up, not ruin you. I can't do that to anyone again.

Words mean a lot. I hope mine do to you... and I hope I figure out what I'm doing. tl;dr? Let's figure out where we're going.

Dear Anonymous,

I feel like complete BS from what I did to you. I mean, it was entirely unintentional but those are always the worst kind of punches to the gut. "I never meant to" is an excuse and I'm sorry. I can't go back and take back what I said but I can apologize and try to make you smile.

Dear Anonymous,

I'm glad I met you. You and another friend of yours (and now mine) are probably two of the biggest reasons I've been able to keep my head up and my thoughts clear lately. I know you keep telling me to stop apologizing and you give me the same response every time I say "thank you" but for once I want you to feel like it's not like it's just your decision to come by and help me out when I needed it. I'm really glad I have you here.

Dear Anonymouses,

I love all of you guys. Yes, even you, Farmer Bill. I'm glad I have you all.
 
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Dear Anonymous,

Your cookies, despite your own view, are not very good. I am not the only one who thinks this either. I suggest finding a better recipe, or buying some actual cookie dough instead of trying to make your own. >:[ You should also probably worry about making me lunches in the morning because I never have time to make them.
 
Dear Anonymous,

If your roster says you won't be finishing until 6pm, don't let me see your face before 6pm. I don't like you at the best of times, I don't want to see more of you than I have to.
 
Dear Anonymous,

Nope, it's not childish. And now for me? Ignorance is bliss. We should discuss it some more, so that you'll finally see why it hurt, and still hurts to think about - even if it's such a minor thing, it still matters. Maybe I care about people too much, in fact - maybe I should not care about anyone at all? It might make life easier.
 
Dear Anonymous,
No, I haven't changed. Look deep inside me and you'll find the same old Mervyn you always knew. And why exactly do you think I've become arrogant?
 
Dear Anonymous,

I can't help but feel like this is entirely my fault. I don't know where I went wrong. Maybe being myself sometime before you betrayed me has made me wrong. Maybe letting myself fight for what I wanted for once was wrong. Maybe I was born wrong. Whatever the case may be, this is always my fault. You can claim it's you all you want, but it's not. It's mine for expecting someone to understand me for once. The anger was not me, and none of you seem to realize that. The betrayal, the hatred... that's not me. That's what you forced to come out of me in my own defense for your actions. God, you should know very well that the real me is not what you saw in the midst of the pain. We all lose ourselves at some point, and we stroll down the wrong path. Sometimes, all I need, is to be told I'm loved. But hey, I guess that's much too much for anyone to do for another. You might as well have left me to die that night.

All you guys will ever do is torment me to my mental death anyway.. I was finally about to be free from this horrible life..

You should have let me die.
 
Dear Anonymous,

When you figure it out, just keep it to yourself. I don't wanna know your reaction...I'm afraid to hear what you have to say about it. I'm afraid you might treat me differently. But understand, I never intended on this to happen. It's funny how things like that do happen though, right? But after what you said before, I'll just shake it from my mind and move right along. If there's one lesson I've learned this year, it's that I shouldn't dwell on the past, or "what if?" situations. I'll take what I have now and hold on tight.
 
Dear Anonymous(es),

In case any of you ever have a complaint about me that you want to let out in this thread, please say it to my face instead through PM or IM~
 
Dear Anonymous,

All the things you say about me pile up over time. I know its a joke, but please lighten up a little. It's something I can't help, sometimes I might start believing your words.
 
Dear Anonymous,
I really am frustrated with you. I tried to act nice with you at school, but you still won't help me.
 
Dear anonymous,

I'm sorry I can't share in your happiness. Being married and pregnant is an amazing thing. But you've done too much for me. You are the first person besides myself I will never forgive. And I want nothing more to do with you. Congratulations.

Dear Anonymous,

You saved me from myself so long ago, and I never see you anymore. I miss you, and I wish we could talk. But then, maybe you don't have time, and can't make it like you can for him. I'll have to live with it.

Dear anonymous,

I feel like you don't want to talk to me anymore, and I don't get it. Whatever I did, I'm sorry for it, though I still want to know what I did....
 
Dear Anonymous:

You, my friend, are officially screwed. Wave goodbye to that prestigious scholarship.
 
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