Write something to someone who will never read it thread. Get it off your chest

Write something to someone who will never read it thread. Get it off your chest.
Girl at the body shop I pickup from at work. I don’t know what it is about you but you’re really cute. It’s always a pleasure to stop in and see you. I really don’t know you that well but I find myself smiling when I’m around you and when you look at me and smile it honestly makes my day. But you’re probably atleast a few years older than me and nothing about asking you out at work seems right but it’s still nice to chat sometimes.

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Dear restaurant I stopped at for lunch, that grilled cheese French fry combo was on point and all the food I’ve gotten from your spot has been perfect. Keep it up

Aunt, you and your daughter are the spawn of Satan,
and I'm glad you have such shitty lives.
You don't deserve to live.
Fuck you.

God I wish I could suck my cock.

Ups, hurry up with my pacckzge it’s been like 3 weeks

I gave you everything when i was fucked up and you loved me then... Now that i got my shit sorted and still give you everything you fucking ghost me... Fuck you bitch... Should've fucked you harder that time you wanted it to be "romantic"

To James: fuck your job man you guys better learn to run a company before you fuck up again and go under

I forgive you. I'll never see your face again, and you'll never read this, but I know that what happened can't be changed. We were young, you were stupid, I didn't know better. It's your fault, but it's human. We were all horrible, when no one noticed, when no one was looking. I hope you one day you can put that weight down, and start over. I'm done being angry, I did that for years. I'm not afraid anymore, just tired. You don't have to see yourself as evil, this thing that can't turn things around. There's still time. There's still a lot of time, and the world has a lot of room. Just keep the hell away from here. You can't go back.

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I’m sorry I was never enough and wish I could still have you around. I hope whatever you’re doing is making you happy

Adam, stop showing off to everyone how 'rich' you are off your daddy's money while also claiming to be 'hard' Being a nigger isn't cool, dickass

I love you Marissa.

im so sorry i never payed attention to what we needed to do to stay together man. im sorry that i let our friendship end over something so small, i really wish that i would have just been able to do something about it. it wasn't something i was expecting though. im glad were talking again but its not the same anymore. it feels like that split we had was the end of us in a way.

To Joanna. Its been over a decade but you're still one of the most important people in my life. I think about you daily and I'm thankful I got to know you.

You taught me how to love again and that there are those who would actually have an interest in me. I thought I was doing you a favour by not saying I loved you. I thought you were with the person who would make you happy and that we were just friends and thats all it should be.

We're both married and moved on now. I love my wife and you have a husband that seems to make you deliriously happy and a kid.

But shes not you. You were wild, you were a FORCE. You were sexual and you were unashamed. I wish I had admitted to myself how important you were to me then. And I wish I had told you how much I loved you - though I'm not sure even I understood just how much I did. Maybe it even scared me.

You are amazing and you are my one regret. I should have told you I loved you. I should have made it clear how important you were to me. And maybe I'd have got you away from the douche you were with.

I'll take this to my grave most likely whenever that may be. Thank you. I miss you.

i still love you and fantasize about what we had. i know i could never get you back because you killed the girl i loved and turned yourself into a wreck. you taught me what true and pure love is and have set a high standard. i may not feel that love or be loved the same for a long time or even at all, but im thankful that i experience got to experience it for 4 years with you.

love you B

I don't appreciate you calling me out my name like you did. I get that you're an extrovert, you like sports, at least pretend to like anime (you're not a real otaku, just because you might have watched 3-4 eps of DBZ back in the late-90s), and are well-received by the other coworkers, but I'm not impressed, and I generally don't care for you. Nor do I owe you my audience. I didn't ask for your 'advice' on Saturday, and I didn't have an 'attitude.' You've seen a portion of my physical strength, but I really don't want to have to demonstrate my ability to defend myself as well. I know you have 'connections' to some really rough individuals, but I'm not afraid to take them out as well, permanently if necessary.

It only takes one spark, so please don't be the one to light the fuse. I'm trying to work so I can eventually leave the country for good; I'm not here to entertain your bullshit.

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Fuck you to whoever stole my bag full of candy

I really do like you and I think u could possibly like me. You are funny, actually smart (even tho everybody says that about their crush/gf/bf), and can be cringy but the good kind that makes me laugh and everytime we talk u always make me smile

Feel good post, why don’t you make a move?

dont let it not happen man, sometimes it better to find out than to never do anything. take it to a professional in never ever making a move. but one day, i just... i snapped with this one girl, something clicked with me and her. and i just asked her out. ever moment since has been the best moment of my life.

“Feel good post” here. That’s the thing I don’t even know how to make a move

whats the situation man?

There’s really no overthinking it just do it the way you would. Your feelings about someone can be brought up in so many ways without making it weird. Something I wish I could do more of is expressing my feeling especially to girls I’m interested in

My therapist told me to write a goodbye letter, but I have no idea where to begin.

I’m a spoiled child who refuses to let go of his favourite toy, even though it was taken away a long time ago.

I still hope that things will change, and that somehow things will align in my favour, but they won’t.
Even if I try to make them, there is no guarantee.

I have so many regrets.
Things I should have said, things I wish I didn’t say.
My biggest regrets are not being there for you after.
We weren’t together anymore, but if someone truly cares for someone that much, they would be there for them no matter what... I was just never sure whether I would have made things better or worse.
I was always afraid to reply; second-guessing what to say, how to say it, whether I should, until I just shut off my senses and ran, to the point where you probably thought I didn’t care about you.

But I did.
I do. More than you’ll probably ever know.

I wish I had stayed with you that day.
You seemed to calm down when I got there, but as your friends surrounded you, I left, because I assumed you’d be better off without me.

You contacted me afterwards, using the excuse that your friends had taken your phone.
At time I was too naive to see then, and still too afraid of rejection; too selfish to put my own feelings aside to help you.
I was hurt, afraid, anxious and like a fucking child I was still bitter... but I still loved you, and cared about you.

I blamed myself for what happened.
I took on the responsibility of expecting myself to console you as a friend, to deny how I truly felt and to expect to make an impossible to know decision on whether to help at all and not expect our past to get in the way.

I still feel it deep down that I made the wrong choice, but I will never know.

I wish I had the guts to talk to you years ago.
I thought I moved on, but all I did was repress the loss, the vicarious trauma and love I still had.

You got the help you needed, and you’re with someone that clearly loves you.

I’m getting mine now, after the death of a family-member uprooted everything I had buried deep.

I feel like a creep.
I have hoarded everything from photos to messages; even going as far as to write down memories in detail, from an OCD fear that I may forget them, because I guess it’s all I have left.

You may even think this is pitiful and childish; still pining after a relationship of two teenagers.
We aren’t even those people anymore.
Maybe at the core, but we’ve likely both grown a lot, and only further apart.

It was dramatic, gauche and childish at times, but it was genuine and still every bit as meaningful to me.
It will always be a huge part of my life, and honestly, I would give anything to go back, but I can’t.

Again, it may be pitiful, but it’s the truth: I have never been loved by anyone as much, nor loved anyone as much as I did you.

Maybe because I never let go enough to truly love the others, but they didn’t seem to care much for me either.

Even in this fake letter I can’t bring myself to type the last words.

Goodbye, Hannah.

I’ll keep the memories, photos, videos, papers, texts and messages, and I hope you won’t think less of me for it.

I’ll always care about you, and I’m sure part of me will always love you, but I can’t hold on to this any longer, because it’s destroying me.

I said I would die for you, and even in my melodramatic teen-angst, I still meant it.
Death was my biggest fear then, and I would have faced it if I had to.
Part of me rather still would, but that’s one more thing I couldn’t do for you, but not because I physically can’t, but because there is no reason to anymore.
You have no idea how I feel, nor would you ever find out.

You have moved on, rightfully so, like anyone would.

I’m sorry.

Goodbye.

I'm pretty sure you were just using me for money, or that was a pretty big part of it but that's all women, right? Sorry I turned into an alcoholic PTSD laden lunatic after "x" died. You didn't deserve that, it wasn't your fault. I would make amends to you for my part if I could. And I'll never take you back because I'm not paying another dime to support your lazy ass kid.

I like you alot. Like fuxk man, I dont know where to begin. Ever since my last relationship, I didnt know how to feel about liking anybody anymore. And even though you rejected me 2 years ago, I started liking you again and I hope you can understand that my love life has been shitty since I was a little kid and I'm sorry.

I still miss my ex, 2 girls and 1 year later.
On the other hand I'm happy she's not wasting her life with me anymore. Feel like I stole the best years of her life.
Friends, job and family are gone. Now I do drugs alone and will probably do this until death because there are no more options left.
I literally can't call anyone except the kind folks at the suicide hotline.
I fucked up my life without even realizing lol.

What kind of drugs?

Coke & weed. My fav numbing combo.

For sure, I’m stuck in the weed every day cycle right now but coke is good on occasion when I’m drinking. Kind of hard to find tho been into percs for a few years too

To my coworker.

I have always found you attractive, always hoped that you would breakup with him and maybe, just maybe notice me. When you finally did breakup, I suggested that you shouldn’t date coworkers, it gets messy. You didn’t listen, it wasn’t me, it got messy. Now I secretly wish you would breakup with your current one. However even if you did I don’t know what to do. It would be fun in the short run, but would likely end catastrophically. Our friendship is great, I can share more with you then anyone else. However hoping and wishing for something more physical is less then healthy for me.


That off my chest, damn some of you other posters are getting deep. Making me feel all pitiful that mine is so self centered.

To N: You think I'm not in your league, huh?. Since you just loove glumping on others' cocks, I bet you'd be glad to hear that you're finally qualified to one single job in your pathetic life. Fucking whore.

You're a scumbag Joe. A lot of people, including myself, are glad you're dead. If I knew where you were buried I'd stop by and piss on your grave.

The thing is I have pretty much unlimited access to it, 24/7. May become a problem eventually.

Eh enjoy it until it does