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Ana54
International Incident Initiator
Joined: Dec 27, 2005
Age: 20
Posts: 6512
Location: Channelview, Texas, USA
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 Posted: Mon Jun 16, 2008 4:05 pm Post subject: |
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Dear Diana, Laurel, Thomas, Kevin, Harold, Aileen, Alisha(sp?), Tonya(sp?), Amanda, Danielle, Philip(sp?), Frieda(sp?), Spice, Gina, Terrell(sp?), and all my other psych ward buddies,
I had too much on my mind to get any of your phone numbers but Laurel's and Harold's and I lost those; I'm sorry. I might find them and call Laurel and Harold one day to see how you two are doing.
~Katherine C.
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God protects fools. Be a fool.
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cruxdust
Tufted Titmouse
Joined: Sep 12, 2007
Age: 18
Posts: 49
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| Posted: Mon Jun 16, 2008 5:42 pm Post subject: |
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Dear Cruxdust,
Stop killing threads.
Yours truly,
Cruxdust.
To Psychostep,
*EDITED OUT*
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I'm still afraid of you.
Cruxdust. |
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twinklingstarlight
Snowy Owl
Joined: Mar 18, 2008
Age: 17
Posts: 150
Location: North-East England
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| Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2008 4:25 pm Post subject: |
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You know who you are.
I wish you'd pay attention to me, recognise me, spend time with me without me having to follow you home.
I feel a creep, due to you.
Yes, granted my problems may take their toll, but wouldn't I be less depressed if you SPENT TIME with me? If you took interest?
Thanks for being so very insightful, and all the advice you've given to me. Msn isn't enough. I mean nothing to you, but you meant the world to me. I'm your toy, you sociopath.
You've shown it yourself, you wouldn't care if I killed myself. I'm waiting for you to kill me. I know you can.
Come on, do it. I fear you.
TwinklingStarlight. |
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Delirium
Phoenix
Joined: Nov 25, 2007
Age: 18
Posts: 682
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| Posted: Thu Jun 19, 2008 3:45 pm Post subject: |
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Dear Lauren, Abbie, Miles, and Jeff,
You may think I'm a kiss-up because I'm the only one who gives a sh** about English class, but you'll be sorry when you're asking me if I want fries with my order and I'm a successful graphic designer. Have fun working at McDonalds! 
Kisses,
Lucy
Dear everyone in the Westboro Baptist Church,
Go die in a fire, you inbred, evil monsters.
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White collar, scared to be bored
Blue collar, she's opening doors |
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GoatOnFire
Greatest Of All Time
Joined: Feb 23, 2007
Posts: 3358
Location: Texas
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| Posted: Fri Jun 20, 2008 2:45 am Post subject: |
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Dear psycho psychiatrist who knows who you are,
I would like to dedicate you this song, by The Banner. It made me think of you.
Don't ask me what's in my head,
don't pretend like you give a sh**.
Don't ask me why I look so sad,
cause I'll be happy when your f***ing dead.
Who the hell do you think you fool?
can these games f***ing end?
And what the hell do you think you gain,
pretending that we're friends?
I haven't figured out your f***ing cause,
but its not genuine.
And when the truth comes out in the end,
I think ill cut off your head.
So stop asking me,
To f***ing smile.
Cause I'll f***ing smile,
When you're f***ing dead.
And I'll be f***ing happy,
when you're f***ing dead,
and I'll f***ing smile,
when you're f***ing dead.
I'll be f***ing happy,
when you're f***ing dead,
and I'll f***ing smile,
when you f***ing die.
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HarrySutcliffe
Hummingbird
Joined: Feb 25, 2008
Posts: 23
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| Posted: Mon Jun 23, 2008 2:55 pm Post subject: |
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Dear World
Go die! |
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Tim_Tex
WP's Resident Simpsons and South Park Aficionado
Joined: Jul 03, 2004
Age: 28
Posts: 22412
Location: San Marcos, Texas
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| Posted: Tue Jun 24, 2008 5:22 am Post subject: |
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Dear (name of ex-girlfriend),
I'll take you back if you renounce Christianity.
Tim
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Delirium
Phoenix
Joined: Nov 25, 2007
Age: 18
Posts: 682
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| Posted: Wed Jun 25, 2008 8:38 pm Post subject: |
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Dear Sally,
You're nice, but quite frankly, you're the biggest ass-kisser in the entire school and your constant cheerfulness comes off as extremely phony and forced. Seriously, loosen up.
Sincerely,
Lucy
Dear Lauren,
No, you dumb c**t, when I was looking at the graphic novels section on Powells.com, I was not looking at porn. A graphic novel is a novel written in comic-book format.
Dear Abbie,
You are pure f***ing evil. I hope that you get expelled, you racist, Wapanese, waste of breath. You should have been a blowjob.
Dear Lauren (again) and Miles,
Oh boo-hoo. I told the teacher about your stupid little prank, and now suddenly, I'm Hitler. You're damn lucky that I'm not telling him that you don't bother to do the work.
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BokeKaeru
Phoenix
Joined: Jun 23, 2008
Age: 21
Posts: 516
Location: Alternately Los Angeles, CA and Northampton, MA
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| Posted: Thu Jun 26, 2008 4:40 am Post subject: |
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Dear Megan,
You deserve better. I see that, and people around you who care about you see that. I wish you did too. I understand that you don't want to give them hell even after what they've done to you because that's not the person you are. I just wish you would let me help you, be it financially helping you with college or ripping those bitches who call themselves your loved ones a new asshole for what they've said and done to you. It's not your responsibility to put up with exploitative, thoughtless people who will simultaneously judge you on what you can't help while doing nothing to aid you in respects to things you could change but not alone. You shouldn't have to rationalize it, that "things happen" and "everyone gets picked on," because it doesn't have to be. One day things will be made better for you, either by your own hand or by someone with more competence, guts, money or people skills than myself. I just hope you don't have to hit rock bottom before that happens. You can do awesome things if you have the will to, and those people who truly matter will back you up and provide any support they can in order for you to do so. I will always be there for you if you need me.
Love (and I mean that in a completely devoted, platonic way),
Your best friend.
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Dear Shauna,
People who say that love and hate are the same things with different names obviously haven't felt the mix of contempt, rage, nausea and spite that comes over me when I remember you. What you've said. What you've done. What you stand for. Your contradictions in all of this.
I hate you because you betrayed me.... you pulled me up and told me I was special, and then threw me away when you found someone more special, neglected me when I most needed you and then put me down more when I tried to salvage what was. I hate you because you talk a big game about strength and winning, and yet you're absolutely f***ing pathetic in the worst way possible when it comes to someone who can beat you, and all that "power" evaporates when it comes to actually solving your own problems. I hate you because you've always pretended to be the "realistic" one of us and treat me like a child who doesn't know the difference between fantasy and reality, and yet you're aimless and useless in real life, waiting for Prince Charming to whisk you away from your current setting. I hate you because you'd spin my every good intention and action into something horrible and warped, or at least something stupid and petty, and make me feel dirty, like the scum of the earth. I hate how you try to taint anything that's pure and wonderful in the belief that nothing of that sort can truly exist. And most of all, I hate you because you've beaten relentlessly on someone precious to me, who trusted you and spoke up for you and did what you wanted even as you bullied her. I'd kick your face in for it, but the killer thing is, she'd still defend you and not want you to come across harm, because that's who she is. You don't deserve her friendship, or that of anyone who's halfway decent in this world. I hope you live a long, lonely life in which you have nothing better to do than pick yourself apart and realize how you got there.
Most Sincerely,
Your former doormat. |
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Tim_Tex
WP's Resident Simpsons and South Park Aficionado
Joined: Jul 03, 2004
Age: 28
Posts: 22412
Location: San Marcos, Texas
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| Posted: Mon Jun 30, 2008 12:22 am Post subject: |
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Dear Governor Perry:
Please ban religion.
Thanks,
Tim
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When you need something, that's a responsibility, that only an adult...of my maturity...Bunnies!!!
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Jeyradan
Velociraptor
Joined: Jan 17, 2008
Posts: 402
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| Posted: Fri Jul 04, 2008 3:04 am Post subject: |
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No, skip this post. I just felt like writing it. Thanks.
To my "imaginary" friend:
When I was younger, I would call you into being whenever I needed you. I needed you a lot. I would sit on the schoolyard steps surrounded by papers, writing, because that was how my recesses were spent when I was a child. I drew you, the same way each time, trying to draw something that seemed real. Sometimes I would venture out onto the playground, but even then, you were my company there. I talked to you. I walked through the woods with you, stirred puddles with you to watch the silt make patterns in the water, hid in the blackberry bushes with you and watched the ants build their anthills, two and three feet high and more against the ancient stonework of the forest's border wall. I was a child, and I would have been alone without you.
I got older and moved back to Canada. I knew I would find friends there, in the place where people spoke English and you could buy Kraft Dinner (yes, we call it that) and Twinkies - things we had only read about in books. Our house was tucked in between a field and a hill, and I would walk there, and imagine you. I didn't know anymore what you looked like, and I hadn't drawn you in years. Instead, I knew exactly how you would act, and knew that you would understand the things I said and did that no one else could understand. So I continued to talk to you, and occasionally I met a person with the faintest glimmer of the way I knew you would be, and hoped for a friend. I even found some, though none that remain now. But they weren't you, and though it was a different kind of aloneness, I would have been alone without you still.
I made some friends, in high school, in university. They were not quite like you, not the way you were to my mind - though each one of them was, in some way, just a little like you. They are the few friends I still have, because we were able to connect in a real way. I was amazed to know people who were somehow like me, somehow like you, amazed that they wanted to know me - because before, it had always been one-way. And yet, when I was in a difficult place, I talked to you, because I knew that you would know what I meant with words and thoughts that didn't quite work. And at the same time, when I was in a good place - happy, quirky, joyful, "active but odd" - I sometimes still wished I could share it with you. I was not alone, but I still wished I knew you.
Of course I knew all along that you weren't real. Of course I knew I wouldn't really meet you, because you were just my mind, wanting and needing company to share ideas and feelings and everything that overloaded that mind on its own. Of course I knew that.
Still, it was nice to discover that I was wrong about that last part.
And... by the way... what I said once in this thread, to a "true friend," the one most like you of any I ever met, is - at least the important parts - true now of you to a degree far beyond any impact he (or anyone else) ever had on me.
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"Maybe the ones who have it easy are missing part of the adventure."
- Martian Child
"Can you imagine how liberating it would be to live a life free of all the mind-numbing social niceties?"
- House, M.D.
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RaceDrv709
Toucan
Joined: Nov 02, 2007
Age: 18
Posts: 271
Location: San Antonio, Texas
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| Posted: Mon Jul 07, 2008 6:19 pm Post subject: |
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This post might be a long one.
RANT #1
To my parents mainly my father,
You are telling me I lack initiative? I have initiative, it's just you don't let me show it. I have the initiative to fly my model rockets, get the yardwork done, practice driving and RMA my P2 (avatar) to Samsung after a storm killed it while charging. I can't fly my rockets, do any yardwork or drive because it's raining. I can RMA my P2, but you think I have the receipt with me. It got thrown away because I lacked the initiative to check the date on it and put it somewhere safe according to how you are handling this. You are even telling me I lack the initiative to ask you to show me how to RMA my P2. I have told you I want to learn how to fill out that form, but YOU don't show me how. Apparently you have no idea I am digging through the internet to learn how to fill out an RMA form, and am unsuccessful. It is you who lacks initiative to show me how to do it, but apparently I am having to do it myself. And one more thing I have to complain about. Quit buying me cheap shoes (less than 40 dollars) even if the pair I want isn't on sale. Any price over 40 dollars, but less than 100 is good. I have been wearing ugly white (well, mostly white) shoes (yeesh, I HATE wearing white shoes) because you won't let me buy shoes that are over 40 bucks. All you are is an extreme bargain hunter, who will only let his 17 year old son buy shoes over 40 dollars if they are marked at or BELOW 40 dollars. Just let me buy shoes that are at a price that I like. On a side note: Mom, I don't want to go back to my school because of that dumb ban and it probably will never be abolished after all you and I have done to stop it. You are afraid of putting me in a public high school because of bullying. I never had a problem with them. I just reported them without tattling and the who situation got way out of hand and I was forced to sit in the front of the bus for the rest of my time in middle school because of that misinterpreted action.
Your son
RANT #2
To my bossy 15 year old sister
I dedicate this song to you, by Linkin park called Numb.
I'm tired of being what you want me to be
feeling so faithless
lost under the surface
I don't know what you're expecting of me
put under the pressure
of walking in your shoes
[caught in the undertow / just caught in the undertow]
every step that I take is another mistake to you
I've
become so numb
I can't feel you there
become so tired
so much more aware
I'm becoming this
all I want to do
is be more like me
and be less like you
can't you see that you're smothering me
holding too tightly
afraid to lose control
cause everything that you thought I would be
has fallen apart right in front of you
[caught in the undertow / just caught in the undertow]
every step that I take is another mistake to you
[caught in the undertow / just caught in the undertow]
and every second I waste is more than I can take
but I know
I may end up failing too
but I know
you were just like me
with someone disappointed in you
Do me a favor and stop trying to change who I am. I just want to be myself and not you. Quit telling me every wrong thing I do and so what if you are more mature than me. I have helped you with so many things: new MP3 player and first time buying headphones, but you wanted to do it YOUR way. Do you HAVE to own an 8 gigabyte 3rd gen iPod Nano and crappy (they are more like sh*tty) Skullcandy headphones when there were 5 pairs of JVC Gumys (product name, not spelling error) for 10 dollars less in green, pink, blue, red, black, etc. and There were cheaper MP3 players in the store for less like a Sansa e280 with a microSD card slot. You never let me help you and as your brother should be more mature than you. I am tired of my friends thinking I am the youngest. You make me look like the youngest because of how you act. I have to look up to you just because you acxt more mature than me. That is making me act less mature which disgusts me. You should look up to me and my immature 19 year old sister. You know she uses foul language and is immature, but those are HER problems and not yours.
Stay out of my problems and quit trying to run a totalitarian government in our house. One final thing I have to get out. PLEASE, FOR CRYING OUT LOUD, stop chewing me out over every minor mistake I do. You chewed me out for not picking up my Wii, GameCube and PS2 games off the floor today, when all I was doing was searching for my 16 megabyte memory card. You also chewed me out for not placing your furniture less than a centimeter of where you wanted it. Just stay out of my business and let me be who I am.
#3
to my 19 year old sister
Act your age and not your shoe size. Your immaturity and foul language drives us mad and has to stop.
#4
The staff at my school for coming up with with all these dumb rules. I swear, there a conspiracy going on at my school to keep it a below g rated environment.
Why separate boys and girls for even on the final day of school?
This problem was simply caused by me not getting along with my sister and one other girl. It happened during the first two weeks of school 3 years ago and was a rule by next week. *cough* conspiracy *cough*
Why not allow my friends, John and Gabriel to take the elevator at the beginning and end of the day?
John who plays bass guitar isn't allowed to use the elevators unless he has a bulky bag or case according to my teachers. I differ. John's amp case rolls and he should be allowed to use the elevator. The same for Gabriel except he plays the drums.
Why is there a no boys in elevators with girls rule?
related to first question
For crying out loud, why is there a ban on all colored beverages simply because the rooms are carpeted? When I was in preschool, I was in a building that had carpeted classrooms. Were there any bans? No. I want this rule dead by the beginning of the next school year or I am going to a public school. I was tired of drinking nothing but Sprite, water and lemonade all because of the carpet in the rooms. I just want a ban on energy drinks. I told my principal that I am tired of the colored drink ban and the student council will use money to buy stain removing solvents for capet. I am tired of how there are rules that vaguely relate to other rules or rules that arise from MINOR problems that shouldn't be a rule. I realized during the drink ban that my school isn't right for me since I first went there three years ago. I am going to college in a year and still haven't taken my SAT test because my school won't offer it. THEY are wanting their students to attend community colleges or not go to college. I want to go to Abilene Christian University or UTSA. I am going to a public school next August whether my parents want me to or not and I don't give a damn (sorry, I tend to do this when I am this angry) if I have to repeat.
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sodarktheshadows
Velociraptor
Joined: Nov 06, 2007
Posts: 420
Location: Toronto, Canada
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| Posted: Tue Jul 08, 2008 4:35 pm Post subject: |
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dear you,
i wish i could just say what i need to say
without it always coming out sounding so stupid.
or sounding incomplete.
but i can't.
and that makes me sad.
me.
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Jenk
Deinonychus
Joined: Jul 02, 2008
Posts: 353
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| Posted: Wed Jul 09, 2008 7:02 pm Post subject: |
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I waited for you to come home and pry me out of this nothing.
I wished so hard for so long I could barely breathe.
You are the only person I have met worth spending time with.
I am scared and exhausted. No more please. |
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LostInEmulation
Penguin
Joined: Feb 11, 2008
Posts: 1275
Location: Germany
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| Posted: Thu Jul 10, 2008 7:45 am Post subject: |
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Dear English teacher,
Grading in English should grade exactly that: English. Not so much of your BS that it is seemingly random. No problem to deduct a bit if the presenter is nervous, but I consider it an offense to have received the same grade as a person who presented mostly incorrect information (and blatantly incorrect at that: when talking about Windows 3.0, showing a Windows 3.1 Screenshot displaying the frikking VERSION) and whose English was abysmal because he showed much self-esteem. If someone presents crap with much self-esteem, grades should be deducted, not improved.
Yours,
that girl, whom you misgraded.
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