Hey Mom,
Its been 6 years now. I miss you. Im a woman now, and i go by a new name, but i think you'll still recognize your baby. Im living the life you never really got to. Im older now than you were when you had me. You tried your best, and I still think about you. We'll meet again <3
Luv ya

>>43534545
Dear me,

Keep being awesome

Ciao!

~ ME

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>>43534545
Dear OP,

You are a faggot.

Sincerely,
Anon

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dear m,
sorry what happened with that thing you told me about. life fucking sucks i know, but i don't want to be a downer and tell you that to your face, i know you're already down in the dumps enough, but life fucking sucks. despite that, there's lots to look ahead to if you break free from your chains. pretty trees, weird towns, real people, true friends, tangible relationships, and much more. there's real adventure to be had outside of the internet, despite the grim state our real-world may be in.
that last time, I didn't want to leave. even though it had its awkward moments, I enjoyed your company, but i had to go. I fear you're so far down in the dumps now, that it may have been the last time. I wish I had stayed longer. I really didn't know what you were going through, or dealing with. You seemed at ease, happy. I was really looking forward to the next time.
If you change your mind, though, you know where to find me. I'll come there and, if you let me, I will help pull you out that hole. We'll fill the hole back with dirt, plant a tree there, and you'll be able to move on from it.

Dear mom,

Happy belated Mother's Day. I miss you. I'm sorry I don't call so often anymore. I know you said you love me no matter what, and I love you forever for that. But even still, I can't help but feel like a failure. I don't know why, but I keep making bad life decisions. I don't even like the decisions I make, but I just keep messing it all up. I'm so grateful for all the opportunity you've given me, but I'm so sorry to have squandered so much. I've been in a dark place, and I wish I were brave enough to tell you that. Sometimes I wish you were less accepting, that our family was less kind or fortunate. Because that way I wouldn't feel so bad for being a disappointment. I really, really miss you. I can't wait to see you soon. I love you so much. I'll leave some love for you on the moon next time I see it.

Love, your daughter

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dear z,

i wish things could have been different. i hate that looking back on the past few years we've spent together, i have conflicted feelings. the good times were really good. you really are my best friend and nobody understands me quite like you do. you were never ashamed to introduce me to your friends and family. you cheered me up when i was upset, made me laugh, had the best conversations with me, and made so many formative memories with me. we traveled across the country several times, we were flat broke together and homeless together. we had our own place together. we experienced so much together. despite all of that, i just can't deal with your addiction, your lies, the distrust and lack of faith that i have in you. i wish it didn't feel like you chose your addiction over me. every time i thought you were going to get better you proved me wrong. every chance i gave you, you threw it away. every time i wanted to believe in you, you proved to me there was nothing to believe in. despite all of this, i still love you. or, at least, i love the idea of you. i love the idea of spending my life with the version of you that doesn't seem to really exist. i feel so stupid for sacrificing years of my youth on false hope. i could have been doing a lot better by now. often times i wish i never would have met you at all. when i leave for good in a few months i still can hardly imagine what life will be like without you. i just know i'll be mourning you for years to come. i feel so much more bitter and pessimistic now. you have inflicted permanent psychological wounds on me. i don't know how i'm ever going to find someone again. but i have to go, and even though you don't seem to understand, i know i have to finally stand up for myself. i hope you'll be okay without me. i don't want you to suffer, i just can't bear the weight of the suffering you bring into my life anymore. i hope one day you'll understand.

love,
v

Dear that one puppy girl I'm not sure was trans or not;

I'd blow out your back behind the Michaels. The fishnets make me down bad.

God bless and good tidings.

dear s

im sorry for fucking everything up. i know deep down you still dont trust me and are still scared that i'll fuck things up more. i dont want to get you hurt with my stupid choices and my childishness. i understand that i fucked up and put you in danger and i'll always regret it. im always going to think about my immaturity when it comes to how ive handled the past even if i hope that ive changed. i really want to die but the time to do that has far past and i cant kill myself without fucking things up for the many, many people who depend on us, especially right now.

in truth we are less similar than i say and i wish i was what you are. sometimes i sit on the floor of my room read what that list and just sob for hours. ive fucked up and i know it. i feel like i'll never forget what it was like to live in fear for a week, fear for both of us, sadness for losing what i had loved, for what was my passion. i really like talking to you but i feel that i beat into submission a part of you that was needed, something that kept me in check.

i was told that ego is often useful in this field, that it makes you afraid to make mistakes. i feel that ive pushed down the part you that made me as good as i am.

Dear Hai Feng,

You befriended me, You took my virginity. Walking next to you, listening to you talk, feeling your hand made me happy. Then you blocked me one day with no explanation. I know you think this is the way it has to be because of your mental illness, the drug use, BPD, and so on. But it doesn't have to! I know you know what the right thing to do is.

I was so happy to finally meet you and i have been suffering without you. You aged my heart and have left me cold and bitter, like a gentle ocean breeze turning to Icy wind. Please relent... please come back to me.

Your friend,

- Kong Qi

my swampy friend,
I lost your contact and I miss you and want to know if you're doing well. you probably won't read this. take care
fauve

THIS SHIT IS TOO SAD! I WON'T READ.

Dear M,

I wish things went differently between us, but that really hurt. I don't think its a good idea for us to be together after that, but as much as I can accept that rationally, I emotionally didn't want to let us go. I hope you at least know that, and I really do not hate you, I am just trying to make better decisions for my mental well-being lately. I appreciate you trusting me and letting me into your life. I never expected anything from you besides mutual care, even though it was likely you were using me in some way or another, or at least thats what my anxiety tells me. I don't even care really, and maybe I'll slip one night and reach out to you even still, but for now I can still try and do the right thing and let us exist separately. I just want you to hug me one last time and cuddle like we were supposed to.

- S

>>43534545
-Z
I regret it, and im sorry, the life we could've had together never leaves the back of my mind, I never understood how truly rare of a person you were.

just message me silly

Lots of Zoe's here

>>43540890
You're funny.

What we had was amazing, and filled me with so much joy, and it seemed like you enjoyed it too, but not enough to hold onto it. I'll never understand it and I wish I did. Why was it so easy for you to just give up what we had like it was nothing?

>>43534545
Dear Andrew,
It's been almost 3 years now since you moved away. You were my best friend for so long, and I still love you.
I don't pass yet, will probably need FFS to finish the job, but every day I look a little more like me.

WHAT THE FUCK'S IN IOWA ANYWAY?! I can't even follow you there, they stripped trans protections from the lawbooks last year!

Miss you,
~Michelle

Hi V.
Been a while huh? I won't sugarcoat it, I dont miss you and you made my days significantly worse back when you were in my life, but despite all that, I just want you to know im grateful. I'm a trans woman now and I dont think I'd have realized so early if not for you. You were the first "queer" I ever met, outside of my dads fake horror stories about the evil transvestites. If not for you, I wager I'd still be a depressed repressing "bisexual" twink, so I suppose I should thank you for that. Thanks.
I will be honest with you, depression-induced memory loss made me forget all about you for actual years, just a few months ago I heard (i know, lame) an anime opening to the one you made me watch (and that stayed one of my favorites for a long long time). The resurgence of our memories hit me like a high-speed train.
How is your life going? Got into the music school you wanted, is your orchestra chief still an asshole? Is your alcohol problem still as bad as all these years ago? I don't expect an answer, to be honest I don't really care, either. I just hope you got better.
Cheers, your probably not very dear "J"

Hi Mutti,

Mother's Day was shit. Not that I liked it much when you were alive either. Your grandchild made the day tolerable. The day before, we hiked. The day after, we just hung out.

Sometimes I think about how foolish you were to dip out before you ever got to see the person you would give more of a shit about than anything or anyone else in your life, ever, but then I remember that she likely would not exist if you weren't gone. One of you had to exit stage left for the other to enter.

I miss you. I wish you hadn't done what you did. And I wish you'd been a decent mom. I wish you remembered all the DIY conversion therapy. I wished you'd taken your meds.

dear pooner faggot.
yk who you are. i will always hold some type of resentment to you. ive always hated you. especially after what you did to me. telling me to get over you in a week as if you didnt have my gock in ur mouth 20 hours before your shitty over the text break up. you know what you do to, keep on touching me. your a slut and your to afraid of losing me. once i get to college im never talking to you again. fuck you. faggot. i hope you feel ten times the pain i felt towards you when you did what you did. fuck you