To someone,
To be honest I don’t remember much from that night or the months after. I just our remember our argument, kicking her out then saying that’s Tatum, and her eyes
— Anonymous
To someone,
It is my fault. I’ve never been so angry with anyone like I was with her.
— Anonymous
To someone,
I remember when missing you was fresh. The feeling is dull now. But I remember the way my stomach hurt, because I was not good enough for you. I saw her and my stomach dropped. She’s so beautiful, how could I compete with that. Im disappointed that you were my first love, but I don’t regret the things we did together, even if we never got to be more then friends
— Anonymous
To Hazik,
Idk if we’re meant to be or not bt wht I know is that I’ve been in love since the day I decided to not to fall for you nd I’ll love you till I couldn’t love you anymore.
— Anonymous
To someone,
But it’s not your fault? And that’s very obvious like huh
— Anonymous
To someone,
1. I was in shock and refused to believe it 2. I didn’t really tell anyone because i knew it was my fault okay. I live everyday knowing it was my fault. Also you should know I have a really fucking hard time talking about it
— Anonymous
To someone,
Yes I know but you never told me while we were dating, I was gone the week after it happened so yeah there’s that but I don’t know so much of it didn’t make sense to me
— Anonymous
To someone,
Now I’m done talking about it for good. I’ll hand write so you don’t have to feel confused about something that I fucking hate thinking about.
— Anonymous
To someone,
Then you were fucking blind. I missed almost 2 weeks over it. I started my meds because of it, I spent so much time in the conslers office because of it. And I hate talking about it because I could have prevented it but I didn’t. I wasent even dating you when this happened.
— Anonymous
To someone,
None of it makes sense okay, how in world was I dating you and friends with you and around you for so long and didn’t find out about her for a whole year.
— Anonymous
To someone,
None of this makes any sense
— Anonymous
To someone,
I also don’t understand why it matters to you? She was my best friend
— Anonymous
To someone,
I’ll go back to hand writing them. I didn’t think you even checked this anymore. And I write them here because it’s nice to get out. Maybe I still carry a shit mass of guilt over what happened
— Anonymous
To someone,
Okay so you’ll for some reason write letters to her on this website knowing I’ll see but not tell me her last name again?
— Anonymous
To someone,
I’m done talking about it. It was my fucking fault okay that’s all you need to know
— Anonymous
To Studying,
Study so you can chill tn come on
— Her
To Studying,
I'm gonna cry, I don't want to do this anymore let me read my books and draw and travel and do what I love, I am done I don't want to waste everuthing doing ts
— Her
To someone,
What was her last name again?
— Anonymous
To someone,
To be honest I don’t remember much from that night or the months after. I just our remember our argument, kicking her out then saying that’s Tatum, and her eyes
— Anonymous
To someone,
I don’t remember everything. I blocked a lot of it out.
— Anonymous
To Goob, Ex
If you’re looking for closure here it is. I choose her… what we had was special but she is the love of my life. It took losing her to learn how badly I treated her and how much she loved me anyways. Out of care for her we have to close this door my angel. All the way.
— A
To someone,
I don’t want to think about it anymore. It didn’t look like her at all except her clothes and eyes
— Anonymous
To someone,
That makes no sense.
— Anonymous
To someone,
Her parents were there too. I was last to see her and knew what she was wearing, it was disfigured. I really don’t want to think about it.
— Anonymous
To someone,
three more days. people rlly are going through so much i realize. so uh whoevers reading this ur doing a great job and, even if it doesnt seem like it now, it will get better. yeah! yall got this anyways. three more days and ill be fckn free of all this. honestly, everything is piling up and im so so tired. ill be able to see my friends for one last time tom before uh yeah. take care of yourselves. idk i js want to try to help some random stranger maybe.
— apple