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Dear family,
Please stop telling me that I don't want to go to the pool because I have low self esteem in a bathing suit.
Dear relatives who have no concept of time,
Usually when people call and say that they're coming over, they don't mean 5 hours later.
Dear ex best-friend,
YOU confronted ME and asked for an apology, which was something I gave two years ago but willingly gave again because I truly am sorry for what I did. Don't complain on Twitter about the fact that I 'finally' apologized when YOU asked for it. Please grow up, forgive me, and move on
Dear sweet guy friend,
You've been there when my heart was broken and I've been there when yours was. Now I build up your self esteem when you don't think you're attractive even though all girls fawn over you and you're extremely successful. Please be nice enough to send me more than a drunk text every mow and again.
Dear girl in my english discussion group,
Please let me do my job that I was assigned. I appreciate you trying to help me make connections between the book we are reading and other things, but I only need a few connections, not a hundred connections on the SAME subject. You chose to have your job just like I chose mine, its not my fault your job is just to draw stinken pictures while the rest of us actually have to write things down.
Dear people giving me weird looks,
its my body, I should be able to do whatever I want to it without you whispering every time I walk by.
Dear Facebook,
Stop trying to make "Poke" happen. It's not going to happen.
Dear Public Schools,
Please allow me to opt out of my children being taught curricula that undermine religious beliefs I am teaching them at home.
Dear shower,
Thank you for masking my sobbing from the rest of the house.
Dear a Canadian girl who loves Southern accents,
Because most of them are racist homophobic hicks
Dear RA,
I know you think I have been doing better since you sent in that notice of concern, but it really just made me realize that I was letting my act slip. I was cut free for two months beforehand, and that notice of concern pushed me into a state of depression I thought I would never have to see again. I was doing much better before.
Dear Facebook,
Thanks for glitching and posting on my timeline that my ex-girlfriend and I are together. Really appreciate it.
Dear mom,
So you can run away for five days and you expect us not to bug you but I try to spend one hour with my boyfriend and you send me 20 texts?
Dear person in the stall next to me,
Please hurry up and leave...
Dear brothers girlfriend,
Please never again ask my mom to "twerk"
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