Dear People That Matter
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Dear Anyone That Will Listen,
She’s got lighters on the counter, vodka in the freezer, and music playing that she’s never liked before. Her and everything have changed so drastically, but she’s still the same. We still have our song, but she’s drunker. She still has the same humor, but every laugh is intoxicated with second-hand smoke. She still hates Country, yet it plays loudly through the house we still don’t belong in. All of it together is my mother. The Happy Mother with a boyfriend, and two visits a week from her children. The Carefree Mother that spends money she doesn’t have, and leaves the porch doors open in the rain. And most importantly, the New Mother, because none of us know who she is.
Love Always,
Anonymous.
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Dear You,
Put down the blade; put down the knife, and just walk away. It’s not worth it. It’s a temporary relief. It will not make your problems go away. Find another way to cope with your pain. Whether it be drawing, singing, writing, listening to music, screaming into your pillow, punching something; as long as it’s NOT hurting yourself. You are so much stronger than this. You feel alone. You may be surrounded by tons of people and still feel like you have no one. I’ve been there. When you’re in this state of mind it’s so hard to think positively. It’s so hard to see the good in life. Im here to tell you that you are and will NEVER be alone. Someone loves you. You may not see it cause you’re so lost in your own mind; but they do. And if you ever feel lost, no one to talk to, have a break down, want to vent, you can talk to me. I’ve been where you are. I know how one shoulder to cry on can make the worlds brighter. I may be thousands of miles away from you but i’ll do everything i can to put a smile on your beautiful face and make you feel loved.
Love,
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Dear High School,
Wow. It’s been quite the ride. With only a week left of my senior year, I can’t help but be nostalgic. These past four years have been some of the best and worst times of my life, but I wouldn’t change that for the world. I met some of the most amazing people, let go of some not so amazing people, and began to find out who I really am. Through all the drama, bullshit, and good times, I’ve found my real friends, who will always be there through thick and thin.
There’s a saying that high school isn’t where you find the person you marry, but the people who will be your bridesmaids on your wedding day. I’ve had that proven to me time and time again, each and every time my heart was broken and the same few girls stayed by my side no matter what. Without them, I wouldn’t be where I am today.
I learned to loosen up and have fun, try new things, make new friends, and live life to the fullest. I learned what it takes to make it through the rough times and what it means to be strong when your whole world is falling apart around you. I learned that no matter what you’re going through, it’s not the end of the world and that the sun will still come up the next day.
I lived through swine flu and the rapture, as well as all my personal world ending moments. 2012, despite supposedly being the year the world ends, is my year, and I’m going to own it.
Thanks for all the fun, laughter, tears, and joy. It’s been one fucking hell of a fun time.
I’ll miss it.
Sincerely,
Peggy -
dear post limit,
i think i speak for everyone when i say, “FUCK YOU!”
sincerely,
any person who has ever exceeded their daily post limit
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Dear Algebra,
I am tired of finding “x”. She’s gone. I can’t find her anymore. She left me alone.
Can I find “y”? The “reason” why I am still living for I know someone deserves me better?
Sincerely,
Me
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A letter from Jack the Ripper (the original spelling and grammatical errors are here preserved):
Dear Boss,
I keep on hearing the police have caught me but they wont fix me just yet. I have laughed when they look so clever and talk about being on the right track. That joke about Leather Apron gave me real fits. I am down on whores and I shant quit ripping them till I do get buckled. Grand work the last job was. I gave the lady no time to squeal. How can they catch me now. I love my work and want to start again. You will soon hear of me with my funny little games. I saved some of the proper red stuff in a ginger beer bottle over the last job to write with but it went thick like glue and I cant use it. Red ink is fit enough I hope ha ha. The next job I do I shall clip the ladys ears off and send to the police officers just for jolly wouldn’t you. Keep this letter back till I do a bit more work, then give it out straight. My knife’s so nice and sharp I want to get to work right away if I get a chance. Good Luck.
Yours truly
Jack the Ripper
Dont mind me giving the trade name. Wasnt good enough to post this before I got all the red ink off my hands curse it No luck yet. They say I’m a doctor now. ha ha
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Kurt Vonnegut’s Letter to Book-Burning School Board Head | Reading Copy Book Blog
Perhaps you will learn from this that books are sacred to free men for very good reasons, and that wars have been fought against nations which hate books and burn them. If you are an American, you must allow all ideas to circulate freely in your community, not merely your own.
(Source: emjahn)
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