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Dear Jewish boy in my English class,
Please realize that I have nothing to do with the cruel way Jewish people were treated in my country a few decades ago and that it disgusts me too. Please don't try to blame this on me. I didn't really do anything.
Dear "friend",
Thanks for sleeping with the guy you know I like AT MY BIRTHDAY PARTY. That was the best present ever.
Dear school,
Please explain why you suspended me for being called a "whore-faced bitch."
Dear Mom,
Thanks for laughing at me when I told you I have social anxiety. Also thanks for telling me that my shirt looked bad on me right before we left for dinner.
Dear guy who abused me when I was 5,
Please leave me alone now. I won't let you ruin my life by making me take the blame for what you did. I was vulnerable, but I'm not anymore, and this is your final warning. Even though we met once, you followed me like a shadow all my life. Not anymore. I'm not your victim; I'm a survivor. I hope you can live with what you did to me. I might forgive you one day. Until then, you're on your own. I won't bear your guilt anymore.
Dear everyone staring at me,
I got a fungal virus on my lip due to a barista using her hands to put ice in my water. I can't smile without crying so don't blame me for not smiling.
Dear patron,
You claim that your kids are darling little angels. The glass on the floor, bite marks on my arm, juice spilled on my shirt, and bruise on my shin prove that this is a lie.
Dear Mom and Dad,
Please stop telling me that you love me no matter what and then get mad at me when I make a simple mistake. I'm pretty sure making a B on ONE test won't knock my chances of getting into a good college.
Dear blonde in my class,
Please stop asking stupid questions. YES, the Pacific Ocean is a body of water.
Dear roomate,
So, your girlfriend hasn't left OUR house in 2 months, she eats/sleeps/showers and does her laundry here and now also receives her mail here; yet you insist you haven't moved her in?
Dear older brother,
Please stop treating my bipolar friend like trash. I'm sorry you don't get along, but that's because you called her a cunt for standing up for me when you were threatening me.
Dear my best friend's mother and father,
If you lay another finger on her, I will make you feel what she does.
Dear boyfriends parents,
Please stop hating me and telling your son to break up with me because I have pink and blue in my fringe
Dear Dad,
Your new girlfriend is half your age, and her children are awful. Of course I don't want to spend what little time I have with you in their presence.
Dear friend who thinks he know's the secret to fixing me,
Not thinking about it isn't going to stop my anxiety, depression, and eaten disorder. So stop suggesting it.
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