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Dear grief,

Fuck you.

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Dear Giles ,

You're the reason we are like this.

That's not something to be proud of.

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Dear my beloved Rose Vine,

How I love to softly kiss your finger tips, holding your hand with pure love and adoration. I love to gently pull your warm forehead to my lips as I tenderly press them together. I crave your smell, tightening hugs just so I can airily sniff your scent from the crevice of your neck—the scent intoxicatingly invading all of my senses. I trace my thumb across your soft, parted lips as you look at me with those beautiful puppy eyes. I love to hold your chin as you melt into my little puddle of embarrassment.

Her love and kindness is enough to make the skeptical believe. If there is a god, I beg of him to let my angel Rose Vine lead the souls of those who experienced torment on his earth. I beg of that god to let her be someone’s angel as she has been for me. I know my little rose would hold their hands as she smiled that delicate smile she gives me. I beg of that god to take away her heavy burdens, her pain, and her sacrifices. Such a sweet being only deserves the best in her eternal slumber.

In all honesty, I am but a selfish little devil who wishes to preserve and keep their rose. I feel my love corrupts her innocent soul; I am nothing but a rabid and feral raccoon to her domesticated golden retriever. I crave her purity and softness every moment I carry myself. I want to bite her flesh so that I can taste her life force—the sweetness that courses through her veins of light. I fear my bite will only sour her light as poison flows through my own, but I will still preserve and care for my rose.

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Dear classmate who I don't know my feelings about,

I wish I knew how I felt about you outside of the rumours. I wish we could have been actual friends, instead of whispers haunting the barriers.

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Dear mom,

Im sorry I never was the child you always wanted.

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Hello! While this is not my main account, this is a side account I was interested in creating. This account will repost notes/letters people want to write and say but never could. It can be vague, it can be completely anonymous, but all it needs is to start with the name or relationship you have with the person/thing.

For example:

Dear Father/Mother/Parent,

Dear Ex partner/Ex best friend,

Dear Partner/Best friend,

Dear [Name],

Dear [Country],

Dear [Community],

Dear [Physical/mental health condition].

The point is to write out feelings you will never be able to say to someone or something you are referencing to. It can be as short as a few words or as long as Tumblr allows. I am here only to post their screams of the void.