Say something you wish you could say to their face.

[Ambedo.]

I can't handle this right now. I hate knowing that you're disappointed in me. I hate fighting with you. I can't lose you over this. But, I feel like this might have been the last straw for you. I'm sorry.

[¯|_(ツ)_|¯]

I wish one of you would notice.

[bitesize]

Can't get you off my fucking mind boy.

[Azure.]

You are an awful person. And I mean it.

[Ambedo.]

-I need you more than I could possibly express right now. And, you're leaving me stranded. You promised me you wouldn't leave. Words don't mean much to you, do they?

-I don't deserve you. I really don't.

[Moon]

I still wake up every day, hoping you'll come back to me. I know you're probably not, but I still hope.

To R: And I'm the one who doesn't act her age? You're the one blatantly ignoring that new member in chat right now. Why don't you grow up, act your age, and answer her. Especially if you plan to take over chat.

To K: Please, you're such a drama queen. It's called being tired and I know you might ignore my PM (lol and love the blog about me ) but I went to bed because oh, maybe you left chat!

-I wish I'd stop dreaming about you. Seeing your face still tears at my heart, even just in my sleep.

-I'm sorry I told you I didn't feel like I was your friend anymore. But my friends are the people who still take the time to talk to me, or, if they need space, tell me instead of dropping off the grid. I'm not going to hug you when you not only haven't spoken to me in two weeks, but are also giving me my stuff back from your place. This wasn't a fun occasion. Especially since you forgot some of the stuff I told you about, AFTER texting it to you three separate times to make sure you got everything. Now I have to see you yet again.

By the way, you mixed up one of her bras in my stuff. I threw it away. It was ratty, and besides, I could wear that chest band as a hula hoop. How could you possibly think that fit me? You can't eyeball a size difference between myself and someone who weighs one-and-a-half of me? You can't remember which underwear belonged to me and what underwear belongs to her? I don't care that she's a larger woman, but I do care that you'd give me another woman's underwear when there is such an obvious disparity in size for you to be able to tell the difference. Word to the wise: If you're gonna be screwing more than one woman, you need to make damn sure you know whose underwear is whose. That's called courtesy.

I wish I could've seen the look on your face today when you saw him working there. You're probably upset I didn't tell you ahead of time, but I really only tell those kinds of things to people who bother taking an interest in my life. Maybe if you had, you wouldn't have had to find out the hard way that your dream job was offered to my boyfriend instead of you.

[hocus pocus]

You irritate me sometimes, even if you have good intentions. It's good that you came to check on us, but please don't say things like that.

[Vergil]

To people that were in my life either here or in RL, Id just like to thank you for breaking the promise you made, mainly the one that was about never leaving me, I mean I even tried to keep it, But I guess I never was that meaningful to you. But I can say thanks to you guys I can no longer trust in people again. and im sure in her own way my GF would probs say the same, because no matter how much I do like her and no matter how much Id love to put some trust in her I know deep down I never can because I cant trust people anymore. So thanks for this. hope your happy.

[Storyteller.]

Turns out the two are mutually exclusive, and when it comes time to make a choice, I'm not sure I'll be able to.

[bitesize]

I am so disappointed in you.... you're so not the person you were last Friday night. Which overall is a relief because it makes my life easier. But I'm disappointed in my self...and the week. I haven't been able to get you off my mind all week - I haven't felt such physical electricity with someone in such a long time. I mean really, that was incredible. But you're just not what I thought.

[Catharsis.]

For feck's sake, Mam, you do realise that I'm a fairly autonomous human being, don't you? I'm seventeen, for crying out loud. I know I still live under your roof, but give me some independence, at least. Is it even much to ask that you let me wear what I want? I have my own taste, believe it or not, and it doesn't include your stupid bright greens and yellows. I don't feel very fucking yellow, so I'm not going to walk around in yellow. Jesus Christ. It's an absolute understatement to say you're controlling. Leave me do my own thing for once in your life.

[bitesize]

Are we breaking up...?? This hurts like fuck...

[mindflower]

Throw your clothes at me more often, I crave your smell so badly. please get on Skype, I miss you. I need you in my life so weirdly, like I suddenly don't want to remember my life before I knew you. I really like you, I don't fucking care what Monica fucking says or what Cody says, I want you to be true and real. You're flawless to me.

[hocus pocus]

I'm sorry that I've been in your way, but I'm glad you felt like you could tell me that. I know now to just stay the fuck away from everyone.

[Pirouette]

I miss you so much. I'll admit, I've told you lies and things, but I still miss you. I wish you were right here, next to me making fun of me. I miss those days and its all my fault that its all gone. I wish you were here again.

[Kate*]

I am not your job, I put myself in every aspect of this mess, and there's nothing you can do so I can never tell you this, but:

Something is wrong and for once I don't know what it is.

I am so close to this being over I can feel it collapsing on me and the strongest adjective I have for terrified doesn't even come close to describing how scared I am.

I need help, can you please help me? I'd trust you with everything if it didn't mean signing my own walking papers for my future. I've always manged to pull it off, so I'll probably be fine.

And when I tell you I'm fine, I mean the opposite. The fact that I can tell you the honest truth means something, please don't give up on me. If you give up on me or become the latest in a countless line of people to tell me that my best isn't good enough, not only is my life over, but the depression wins.

I want to walk into your office and have you tell me that everything is going to be okay, but I know you can't do that; as much as you want to, and it's my fault.

[CrusadingAvenger]

Look, I've got some things to say:

Despite the possible fact that you may not care all that much about me, I've had nothing else to hold onto for the longest time in my life but myself.

All this time, I just wanted someone who would just care enough about me to understand exactly how I'm feeling. I've felt empty in the most lonely place in the world, and that is the human heart. I may not show it on the outside because my enthusiastic side masks it, but on the inside, I'm slowly fading...

It takes a lot more to know who I really am deep down inside, but obviously, you don't understand that....

I hope that pushing me aside out of your face was worth it.....

[mindflower]

It still hurts.

[Storyteller.]

If you could just not, that would be great.

[Skeleton]

My life is none of your business now, stop looking.

[mindflower]

You mean the fucking world to me, why do I mean NOTHING to you?

[bitesize]

How could you have been so nice and mature and...fanciable that one night we were together and now just... not?? Was I drunker than I thought?? Were you?? Do you just not like me now?? Now I find it frequently hard to like you even as a person, as a friend or colleague. When I think about you pushing my hair back behind my ear and the things we said and the goodbye we had, I can't I can't equate it to the person I've seen you as in the last few days in work. It's almost weird and it makes me feel disappointed in myself. In a way it's good because I love my boyfriend and don't want to let any silly crushes jeopardise that, but I thought I had higher standards....

[hocus pocus]

Okay, now I'm triggered. Do I mean nothing to you? Is me being around that much of a nuisance to you? I can't believe you. I've been asking for you to make an appointment for weeks now. Just because I don't show my problems - because they're not damned visible.. or because I don't complain to you about my physical issues.. that in no way does not mean that I'm not suffering. It's still fucking there. This morning you got a call from the school that he has an ear infection, and you can slide him into the doctor's within the hour. But yet, when I ask, it's nothing. Let me fade away. Better yet, I'll let myself fade away. Ugh. Now I want to cut and purge.

[mindflower]

Honestly though, you're wonderful. You make things brighter.

[Kate*]

--If I could do it consequence free I'd run away screaming and come back next semester to try again.

--Considering that I'm already dealing with the right people to handle the situation, I don't see what business it is of yours. Especially since I'm not here that much.

[Skeleton]

Stop being a dick and talk to me the way you did the other night.

[Rivière]

I think you don't realise how insulting you're being, not just to your friends but to me. I fully understand and respect that you don't like people gifting you things and you've explained that it makes you feel punished but if you dislike people gifting you things, don't gift things to other people. I've been there where I hated people giving me things, I remember the times when I'd physically cry because I hated people giving me things, I had to grow out of it and deal with it. Easier said than done I know but you dont realise how it is for the other person. Imagine how it is for a person who receives a gift from you and is unable to give you anything back. I've been in that position too for over a year. It was awful skimping and saving and being able to buy anyone anything for Christmas or for birthdays because I couldn't afford it and then people end up buying me really expensive things, I felt dreadful and uncomfortable, like I didn't deserve them. Imagine how it is for your friends and for me just by you saying that. You could at leasty try and get over your past issues, instead you seem to want to drown in them. I keep trying and trying but yet again this battle just keeps being lost and I feel like a failure.

Was there a memo that went out? Did I miss a meeting? Is there suddenly a reason why almost everybody seems to either avoid making plans with me until the last second, or back out of them?

With my ex, it's one of the main things that pushed us over the edge. I've been deeply disappointed with another close friend of mine for similar reasons. But now you? Of all people? Suddenly you don't text me to even tell me you've arrived in town safely, or when you want to see me? You, the person who I got my desire for punctuality, for structure, for solid plans from, are now leaving me until the last minute? It's just too much right now.

I don't know how or why this pattern started a few months ago, but I'm beginning to wonder what's the point of making plans with any of you if you obviously don't value my time as much as I try to value yours. Because it hurts to feel like the people I care about simply aren't interested in me.

[Kate*]

Happy Birthday

[SouthernBelle.]

Hello, Rhiannon! Yes, you, my cousin!

Guess what. I know why you called my mom and told her that it would be a bad idea for me to go visit my boyfriend, even though you have absolutely nothing to do with me or my boyfriend at most times. YOU LIKE HIM. You keep liking his statuses, you keep trying to get his attention, but you fail.

Lemme tell you something, little freshman. You're dealing with a woman. More than that, you're dealing with someone who knows how to deal with troublemakers in a mature manner. But you're also dealing with someone who has a good foot on you in height and could probably knock you for a loop before you even know what's coming.

This is treachery of the meanest sort. You call my mother, inform her that my boyfriend has been known to seduce girls he dates and then move on from them like they were nothing - complete fallacy; he was a virgin until last weekend, and I'd believe his word any day over yours! Then you have the gall to suggest to her that my going to his house - one of the only ways I can see him! - would be dangerous for me. Not only do you do this yourself, but you tell your big brother, whose opinion I respect, and get him roped into this as well. All to try to cause my mother to make me stop seeing him, so you can try to make another attempt at him, even after he made it clear he has no interest in you.

I knew when I heard you talking about that girl on the bus, when I was a Junior and you were an eighth grader, that you were trouble. I attempted to forget that because you are family, but I can't. All I'm saying is, you come near me and try to talk to me like you're my friend, and I'll knock your lights out. I normally wouldn't do such a thing, but you deserve it.

[Catharsis.]

I really wish I could help you. I really wish I could be a good boyfriend, that I could be a better guy for you. And I'm sorry I can't. Just know that I love you, no matter what. No matter what happens. Whether or not you'll ever see how beautiful and amazing you are, I'll know for sure. You've changed my life for the better, and I can't thank you enough. Stay strong. Please. For us. <3

[Ambedo.]

I know we haven't talked much lately and I know it's because I shut you out. But, I do miss you. I just don't know how to let you back in yet.

[Pirouette]

Did you really forget who I am? After all those times last year we've texted 24/7 and now you're pretending like it was all nothing? I guess it's all me again, my fault again.. ;(

[MegaMadness]

You are fucking annoying me.

[mindflower]

Do you hate me. Like. Tell me now. Do You Hate Me. Do I mean anything at all to you?

[bitesize]

Working with you was so hard yesterday. So hard. You are a difficult person to be around, you know that?? And I think everyone in work thinks it. I can't stand the way you make yourself the victim in every situation and create dilemmas out of minor inconveniences. You complain about the 'lack of management skills' and the 'unfair treatment' because they didn't order in crisps for the week or because they didn't respond to your requests the way you wanted - I think they're as sick of you complaining as much as I am. You go about things in the wrong way that make it sounds like you're a martyr and everyone in the world is out to get you. It's not true! Some days I dread coming in because you get grumpy or you whine about everything and it instantly brings down my mood. The others don't have to constantly deal with this ALL the time.
And you're not as polite to people as I'd like. I'm friendly with customers for the most part, make an effort to smile and have them enjoy the interaction... you're not the same. It's not just the customers... sometimes I'll say something and you ignore me, which is rude.
The hangover comment yesterday irritated me too. I can see where you're coming from, but I feel like it really shouldn't have been a big deal - both managers were hanging yesterday as well and didn't give a shite as long as the work was done. It's not frickin Nazi Germany, it's actually quite a laidback place with a great relationship between staff and management and everyone knows that kind of relationship leads to better workers. I'm just so sick of hearing negative comments and disapproving remarks - I get it, you don't like to drink, you think Irish people are too laidback, you don't understand why people drink when they know they'll be hungover, you think I'm having too much fun....just fuck off. :/ You seriously need to lighten up if working together is ever going to last.

[Skeleton]

Is it just completely impossible for you or something?

[SouthernBelle.]

You didn't raise us right.

What the hell are you thinking, criticizing these people who "ferry their kids around to their friends' houses" or "take them back and forth to football games"? These women are actually making sacrifices for their children. What you did wasn't a sacrifice. You just sat and dictated what you wanted us to do, and burst into tears if we didn't. You're too emotional. I can't handle you anymore.

As soon as I'm out of this house, I'm never coming back. I want you to know that when I go, I'll only come back to visit my little sister and my dad and my grandparents and my aunt - the last three people who you've criticized to my face for years, even though they've been my only source of joy for ages.

Abusers try to cut off their victims from their friends. You've always been that way. You didn't raise me right. Fuck you.