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Dear boy who picked on me in middle school,
Why didn't you tell me how you felt when we were 13?
Dear Americans,
Please stop believing that there is only two options this election.
Dear Neighbor Mom,
Please bring your screaming child out into the shared hallway of our apartments so it can shout it's feelings to the whole living earth. It's shouts sound like a million shrieking cats.
Dear Conservative Christian School,
I never considered self harm until this year because of all the stress it causes me trying to follow all of your rules.
Dear Classmates,
Please accept me for my Tourettes. I'm truly sorry if my tics make me seem rude and vulgar, but imitating me and laughing at me really isn't called for.
Dear Belgium,
Please accept my deepest condolences. My heart to you
Dear young teens,
Please stop talking and acting like you're grown. wait till you're 18 AND THEN mess up your life.
Dear ex-boyfriend,
We agreed before we started dating that we wouldn't have sex and wouldn't have an open relationship. And now I find that you've been sleeping with my sister and at least one other girl since less than a week after we started dating? And you think I should be okay with this?
Dear boys,
Please explain why it's considered gay to ask sexual questions to each other.
Dear ex best friend,
Please understand that I am not trying to ignore you , but you abandoning me after I was raped really hurt and caused a lot of problems for me. I'm just trying to do what's best for me. I'm sorry.
Dear mom who says I do nothing,
Please realize that I am doing something: Trying to fight off the wish to die. And you're not helping.
Dear Parents,
Please stop putting so much pressure on me and comparing me to everyone else. You make me hate this home and this family. Every time I come home there is more and more yelling. The one time I tell you both that I am feeling like shit and am honest to God trying as hard as I possibly can... telling me that "you're just not doing it right" is not going to make me feel any better. I have cut myself and at this point will not hesitate jumping in front of a car when I see it coming. I contemplate whether or not this makes me mentally insane or simply tired of your bullshit. I know it sounds harsh, but I can't pretend like I love you if the only thing I hear all the time is, "why can't you be better?"
Dear classmates,
Please stop making fun of me when I read out loud
Dear Kids I babysit,
Please don't bug me to play the second I get there at 7 am
Dear boyfriend,
You asked me what I wanted for my birthday, I said "just come spend time with me." Why am I not surprised that you texted asking to reschedule because of another of your friend's random parties?
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