hateletter soia Dear Alyssa, What exactly caused you to carelessly break the heart of the only person who ever truly loved you? How could you have not understood the consequences your actions would have? How could you fail to see that your justifications were entirely false from the beginning? How could you expect him to ever forgive you, practically demanding it? You don't deserve any forgiveness. You continue to be selfish thinking only "what would happen to me if he broke up with me?". Do you realize how unimportant that is? You've broken him. He never smiles the way he used to. He trusted you. How could you have done that to him? What is wrong with you? Hatefully, Alyssa 010225 ... silentbob dear bobby, You're selfish and needy. Why don't you go shoot yourself? you are the scum underneath my toes. i spit on you! Tooey! dear bobby, No woman could ever love you, because you are a product of your parents upbringing, a mooshy, scared shitless kid, whose only real knowledge of poetry is hallmark cards and blue blather. You will never amount to anything. The slacker thing isn't charming, it's just lazy. You're an asshole and the only reason people like you is because you make them laugh, and that only goes so far. Dear bobby, write me sometime, would you? i'd really like to hear from you... i kind of miss the way you smile looked when you were embarrased. i miss your chubby belly and the way you used to play with it dear bobby, you're an asshole if you take me seriously. i'm only joking around. you should have known that. dear bobby, we're older now, and a little too real for ourselves. maybe we should get married, huh? how silly of me to ask. 010226 ... stupidpunkgirl dear josh look what you did to me, boy, you were a part of me, and you took away that independence that i loved. but it was ok, because i loved being with you. and now i can't get used to that independence again. you messed me up so bad, what am i doing? you hurt me. i hate you. so why are we trying to be friends again? why are we hanging out next week after what you did? and how did you get to be part of our inside jokes again, that no one else understands? am i setting myself up for a fall? 010226 ... chanaka dear lauren, how could you ever think you were worthy of anyone loving you, especially him? and the fact that he is the most fucked up person you know is saying something. don't you feel stupid wallowing in selfish, semi-hormone induced angst? it is just like you were back in high school, feeling all alone and hating the world. but it is worse now, because someone COULD love you, yet you fuck it up again and again. and your ribs stick out. Die die my darling lauren 010226 ... jennifer everyone has a sam 010227 ... twiggie dear eric, i wish i could write you another hate letter, because you deserve it. But i'll keep it down to one, just because i know di and jeff meant well. i wish you could just grow up and not hurt anyone else like you hurt me. someday maybe you'll mature and find someone that you can care about that cares about you. until that day, jessi 010302 ... unhinged now that you found the truth you will try so hard to break it from me. i used to want you to come back. i used to want to be your friend. i used to see value in giving you a second chance. all i see now is your hatred of me. your need to hurt me. i don't hate you. i never could. but you hate me dear. you hate my capacity to love and forgive and care because you have lost yours somewhere. i was just trying to help you find it again. but it's obvious that you don't want me to. you always used to speak about how your friends don't give you the chance to be a good person. i have given you nine months of chances. i wanted you to prove to me what you really where. but you still hide behind your false pretenses and apathy like a wall. if you can stop hating me, i can stop forgiving you and everything will be ok. 010324 ... learn you can forgive people too much as well, the more you do it the more they get used to it, so they will continue to push you right where they want you . They shouldn't get away with it, don't give them a warning, just turn and walk away, then they'll be sorry. They will be left with nobody and whos fault is that, most certainly not yours, they just used you, as something to hang on, encapsulated in a box, an evil intension, like clipping a birds wings. you won't see it coming, they will seem the sweetest, nicest thing, pretty, and friendly, but once that happens your a gonna, you won't be able to get away. 010416 ... marching_ants Dear Toxic_kisses, I hate you, you dumb fucking retard its the morons like you ruining blather 011218 ... Toxic_Kisses Sounds like you need a hug 011218 ... necessary consequence dear dad, thanks for fucking up my life. thank you for making me so attached to you, making me your little clone, and then walking out. thank you for being an alcoholic. thank you for all the other shit that i didn't know about, what else was there? coke? heroine? thank you for being just one more faded memory that i slip back to day after day. thanks for the lies, thanks for the hearthache. i could never stop loving you, dad, but now i hate you too. and thanks for that while i'm at it. how could anyone hate their own father? you make me. the constant contradiction rips me up inside daily. do i love you, hate you, or can i just be content to do both? will i ever see you again? probably not. this is not some fairytale where everyone lives happily ever after. this is life. real life. thanks for fucking it up for me dad. i wonder what you'd think of your little girl now. you left me at 14, an innocent child. here i am at 20, fighting a coke addiction (don't worry, dad, it's not too bad yet, but it's not getting any easier), sleeping with whomever i feel like, being an asshole when i feel like it. no, dad, i can't blame all of this on you. i have free will.i make my own decisions. but role-models do factor in at some point. i love you, i hate you, and i will probably never forgive you. amber. 011229 ... Lovers Lament Daddy, How could I write that? How silly I was. My choices are and have always been my own. The choice to emulate you was mine. A bad decision. Obviously. I don't blame you. I will always love you. I forgive you, and I hope that you can forgive me. For all the things I became after you died. It wasn't the real me. Even if it had real consequences. amber 130318 what's it to you? who go blather from