Dear You...
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Re: Dear You...
Dear You,
Over the last 3 years we've had ups and downs and I had enjoyed every step of it with you by my side. I made some considerably large errors in our relationship (and although I take the majority of the blame for us ending, you aren't completely fault less).
I'd love for you to know I truly truly regret what I did and how we finished. And I actually do believe sincerely that you are the one for me. Even worse is the fact I acted like such a ****ing dickhead when we did split, and hurt you even more. (That's because im a retard and unbelievably hurt and don't know how to behave, but let that be no excuse, my behaviour is inexcusable).
I wish you knew how much I value you. I want you to do extremely well in your law degree, I want you to be successful and most of all i want you to be happy. You're a bright, considering, loving, selfless human being that makes mistakes just like everyone else.
As you said to me I loved you despite your flaws, and i still love you today my bubs. I hope one day you click on my account and you search for my posts and spot this one. Not now obviously but in a year or two years. And see im distraught, im sorry and I love you.
Love always,
Your bubs. -
Re: Dear You...
Dear useless b*****d,
a.k.a "daddy"
Not a day goes by when I don't think of how much I hate you for what you did. I hate you for all the abuse and violence. I hate you for what you put me and my family through and how you made us feel. I hate you for not caring if you killed us. As a child I wished you dead- because i was scared of what you might do if you came back. Even after what you did they still told me wishing death on someone was wrong. You are a sick man and a pervert, and as i grew older i realised the full extent of what you did. I no longer wish you dead. I'm glad your alive- because although now you only have to look after yourself; which is how you prefer it, as you never gave anything to your children, you will grow old. and its happening already. you will be old and lonely; divorced with no children.
sent with no love, because you never loved us,
the daughter you no longer know
P.S. I call someone else dad now -
Re: Dear You...
Dear you,
I have always been nice to you, I have always cared about you and I have always loved you. You used to deserve it. I have defended you, even when the result is myself being hurt. But you decided I was no longer worth your time when some silly bitch decided she didn't like me and i didn't fit into her click - and she didn't even know me, neither was it her business. Despite that I still fought on; for 2 and a half ****ing years to remain to you as i had ever been; loving, loyal and caring. I put up with that silly, stuck up slut, constantly bitching, because i didn't blame you - even though you never grew the balls to defend me. I should have walked away there and then- and i did, but as always, I came back for no better reason other than that I loved you.
This time however, you have gone too far. and although I think I still love you, I love who you were -or at least, who I thought you were. we can never repair the damage from what you said because everytime we speak I will remember what you told me.
of course, the undeserved love always, me
Dear bitch,
I blame you for my pain. And I blame him for being to weak and pathetic. You are manipulitave little bitch who can't stay out of other people's lives. If you kept your nose out of everyone else's buisiness and in your own, maybe you wouldn't be a reputed slapper across our borough. I hate you and hope you get that much-deserved STD.
coldest disregard,
me -
Re: Dear You...
Dear You,
I don't know how I can make you realise you're not second best. I want to be with you, not him. You're so much better for me. I really want you to know this but it's a kind of strange thing to bring up in conversation and you'd just deny being insecure about it anyway.
From (not love but maybe soon, who knows) me xxx -
Dear you,
I appreciate that you are a good friend at best whenever I needed one but I hate to think that you were only the happiest being friends when I had drama and something for you to say at a later date - I was there for you and this how you repay me card.
I have to admit you have become quite distant from me this last year when I was free of them. Almost like it was what you wanted and only knew how to be supportive around that kind of drama. It's gotten boring my life now and you have your relationship and life to focus on.
To be honest I'd rather not be friends then. It's not working between us, I'm sorry but it hurts to much to be reminded of them through you and you get so upset with them of I talk about them.
Thanks for the "support" but I can manage without you.
From me
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Re: Dear You...
dear you...
don't know how to start this...
again..weird mail so be prepared.
i kinda can'tdo this anymore...i ehm...i think i like you way too much. i really do! the problem is whenever i am with someone else, i think of you and that's kinda tough and weird tbh. whenever someone else holds me, i get reminded of you and instantly miss you. i can't even kiss someone without regretting it later...don't know why...the thing is that i know you defenitly don't feel the same way and that hurts a lot sometimes.
waiting for your mails...ehm...hasn't been easy tbh. i know your busy and my mails are quite long...!
and you are absolutly giving me no hope that i might ever see you again so i don't know how long i can keep this up.
i like you and i don't want to loose you, but sometimes it feels like i might and i don't like that.
i dunno why i am telling you this...just need to get it out i guess or hear/read yor opinion. sorry if i confuse you or something.
your,
me
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please someone should stop me from sending it to the real person...! -
Don't know who you are as an anonymous post. I feel for you and how you feel. It's horrible you put your heart into something only for it to be stolen from someone who doesn't deserve it or appreciate as you did. Hope you find someone you win the heart of and know it gets better and their not gonna get you back becos ur gonna stronger when it comes back to hit them how far they were lead astray. Hugs to you(Original post by Anonymous)
Dear you,
I have always been nice to you, I have always cared about you and I have always loved you. You used to deserve it. I have defended you, even when the result is myself being hurt. But you decided I was no longer worth your time when some silly bitch decided she didn't like me and i didn't fit into her click - and she didn't even know me, neither was it her business. Despite that I still fought on; for 2 and a half ****ing years to remain to you as i had ever been; loving, loyal and caring. I put up with that silly, stuck up slut, constantly bitching, because i didn't blame you - even though you never grew the balls to defend me. I should have walked away there and then- and i did, but as always, I came back for no better reason other than that I loved you.
This time however, you have gone too far. and although I think I still love you, I love who you were -or at least, who I thought you were. we can never repair the damage from what you said because everytime we speak I will remember what you told me.
of course, the undeserved love always, me
Dear bitch,
I blame you for my pain. And I blame him for being to weak and pathetic. You are manipulitave little bitch who can't stay out of other people's lives. If you kept your nose out of everyone else's buisiness and in your own, maybe you wouldn't be a reputed slapper across our borough. I hate you and hope you get that much-deserved STD.
coldest disregard,
me
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Re: Dear You...
Dear you,
I'm not even sure if I can write this letter without bursting into floods of tears. The sad thing is that, if you knew, I'm not even sure if you would care. If you would ask if I was alright or if you'd just go back to laughing at me with the rest of your mates like you so often do.
Because that's the kind of person you really are. It's been almost exactly a year since I started to like you. And I wish I never had, wish I'd never opened myself up to this kind of thing. Fact is, you're a spoiled, silly, arrogant, judgmental know-it-all who doesn't know how to take care of other people.
You know what? I'm actually not sad any more. I don't need you in my life. I don't need you staring at me blankly and obviously every time you see me on a night out (am I meant to be flattered a douchebag like you finds me vaguely attractive, sees me as something he can perhaps "score" and boast about with his mates the day afterwards?) I don't need your pretentious grins, your obnoxious I-can-have-you-if-I-want attitude and the same sleazy flirting I bet you try on half the girls you meet. I don't need a guy who flirts with one of my friends right in front of me and then starts making loud comments he knows I can hear about what he does and doesn't consider "fit". I don't need a guy who makes promises he can't keep. I don't need a guy who uses the exact same parting words on another girl I said to him nicely the evening before.
You have a SICK attitude to women. You kiss the arse of any girl you find attractive - hence your constant stares and winking and grinning at me when you didn't really know me, despite the fact you looked right down your nose at me when I was really friendly when we met on the first day of uni. And when they don't meet your ridiculously high expectations no one could meet all the time, like when I was obviously sad that day you flirted with my friend in front of me, you treat them like they don't exist. Or worse - you try to put them down for no reason whatsoever.
You pretend to be shy and and make big puppy eyes at girls so they'll be intrigued by you (despite your constant swear words and "laddish" behaviour among you and those boring "mates" of yours), flirt with them, string them along and then spit them out like they're nothing when they don't meet your stupid "standards", whatever the **** those are. Seriously, you absolute bastard - what the HELL have I ever done to you to deserve the way you've treated me? Who gave you the right to loudly judge every single ****ing girl you see by their appearance? Who gave you the right to treat me like I'm nothing?
The funny thing is, ever since second year started and I made myself much prettier and more popular, on the few occasions we've seen each other you've been a lot more civil than you used to be. But I guess it would totally destroy the image you're trying to portray to your mates as the handsome, gentle nice-guy Casanova whom all the girls love if we didn't get on. Wouldn't it now, sweetie?
Well, you're not all that. You're not even all that popular outside of your little circle of guy friends. You see, while you've been wasting your degree and your life away drinking yourself sick, watching stupid movies and TV shows and making crude jokes about girls, I've actually been out bettering myself. Not just making myself more attractive, but focusing on my degree, learning loads of new skills, making a ton of new friends and being the best I can be.
I don't care what you treat me as or what your opinion of me is - I'm going to become the pretty popular girl. And the one who gets a good degree and has a bright future, too.
And when I do you'll be scared of me. I know you will. That's why you're always so brash and loud and insistent that you're all that - because you're secretly insecure that you're not. The funny thing is that you admittedly had a much better upbringing than I did - it's entirely your own fault that you're screwing your life up. But, quite frankly, I don't give two ****s.
So I'll keep on doing what I'm best at: being the best I can be, which I think we both know is pretty damn good. And, when I'm ready, I'll get a proper boyfriend, who will treat me the way I deserve to be treated, actually act like he cares about my feelings and finds me sexually attractive, oh, and has better prospects and is better-looking than you too. I know what I'm capable of and I'm not letting a worthless shallow dumbarse like you slow me down.
Just one last thing. You obviously prefer playing games with people, exploiting every little bit of power you've got over them, to actually caring about them the way friends are supposed to.
Well, guess what? You can lose games too. There's a new player in this game you call life, and she's replacing the old one you took for granted. I'm not cutting off our friendship in one big dramatic argument - that would be too kind, too quick, too easy to explain to your guy friends as the psycho girl you were that close to dating. No, I'm going to string you along the exact same way you strung me along. I'm going to be the person every member of the opposite sex in the room wants who gives you scraps of their attention between treating you like you repel them and are nothing. Oh, it's going to be fun. And who's going to suspect the girl who was so innocent and sweet in her first year of playing mind games with a "smooth, slick, good-looking player" (I hope the sarcasm comes across) like you?
God knows what caused this, but you seem to try to start a love-hate relationship with every girl on the planet (with the odd exception of a few actresses and models you deem "fit" enough), which is why you obviously hate them and treat so badly. Why you use looks as a weapon against them. But guess what? It's much more of an advantage to be an attractive girl than it is to be an attractive guy. So who's going to win in the popularity stakes, the decent, hard-working, nice-to-everyone-even-those-she-doesn't-think-are-"fit" pretty girl or the judgmental, head-stuck-up-his-own-arse, spoilt rich pretty-boy?
I actually hope you're reading this right now. Know this: you deserve EVERY single thing that's coming.
Lots of love (you WISH),
Me -
Re: Dear You...
Dear you,
You don't deserve me. For your own sake please move on. We cannot be together. I don't want to bring you into my gloomy and sad life. I am a total wreck. You deserve all the best things in life, you have a good heart, a good personality, morals, good face, you're smart... I dunno, someone so perfect... why would you like at all. This situation makes me angry. You look like a child who had their candy taken away when I see you looking at me and I look back with a angry face. I don't mean to make you sad, I just want you to stay away. Be happy, because (although you probably already been told this) you're smile truelly lights up the room. The only other person I know with a cracking smile is my uncle but I am not sure if you will win against him.
Me -
Re: Dear You...
Dear you,
I love you.
I don't know why you're just too busy caught up in your own life, I remember when it was me who you would be busy with. I was the one in your life, it's funny how much has changed.
I would still love to go out with you back how we did last year, but I know you don't feel the same way I do anymore, you did before, but not anymore...I wish you the same person who I knew last year. Why did you change?
I always thought you were perfect the way you were I still love you though
Love me -
Re: Dear You...
Dear You,
I think i'm a little bit in love with you. You are quite literally the best person i've ever met and you changed my life in the space of weeks. I have so much respect and admiration for you and I just hope one day I meet someone who matches up to you, because i think until then no one will stand a chance. You're the gold standard. I wish you so much happiness in your life and I hope we meet again because it gets harder the longer you're out of my life. You are amazing and deserve every good thing that comes your way.
Love me -
Dear you,
We haven't spoken in months and I know that was partially because of me. That's why I got your number again and texted you. And texted you again…but you didn't reply to either. I wasn't asking for much, just wanted to see how you were seeing as we haven't spoken in over 6months. We used to be best friends but now you don't even reply my texts…that hurts more than you can imagine. I hope you're well and that life is treating you well. It was fun while it lasted and my life is the better for having known you for all those years. I still love you and I guess I always will to some extent even though I kinda wish I didn't. It's sucks that even till this day when people ask me what my fav cologne is, I always tell them yours 😞.
Love me
X
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Re: Dear You...
Dear You,
it sucks that it's you.
I wish, seriously wish, that I'd never met you. But I did, and now I feel stuck with you. I love you, but you tear my heart apart every single day. I don't want to leave you coz I don't want to hurt you. You tell me you love me but you really can't love someone if you're so willing to hurt them constantly. You kill me inside you know. I feel so weak sticking around you when I know how **** you are, but I can't bring myself to hurt you the way you've hurt me. I wish I could say all this. I wish I could have the courage to stand my ground instead of backing down and apologising.
You're killing me. If you love me, leave me. -
Re: Dear You...(Original post by julifak)
XAww, I wish I could give you two hugs!(Original post by reenin)
X
That's really sad what you both put!
Anyway ...
Dear You
I want to try and get over you and it was going well up till last week. Then I saw you again and we chatted and it was just like old times. And now today and I've fallen for you all over again. Part of me longs for Saturday and the summer break, the other part just wants everyone to stay, just to see you. I'm pretty sure you still know how I feel, I just wished you would reciprocate those feelings!
Love Me -
Re: Dear You...
dear you,
we were best friends, iloved what we had,i love you i really do,but i know you i know yur a dick sometimes uhh actually most of the times i love how special you treat me i know im selfish that i dont want us to be,but my brain can't let me when were good i know we will be very good, but you wont be there for me,i love you for who you are but i hate what you do i hate how irresponsible you get at times and i know if we be i will end up miserable and we wont talk again, so no we wont be because i love you.and i hope i get over myself and get over the fact that i cant imagine myself with any other man.i love you and i just hope a few years from now you'd maybe grow up into a better man,a man that i can spend the rest of my life with.
with love,me. -
Re: Dear You...Thanks dude. Hugs right back atcha(Original post by Harpoon)
Aww, I wish I could give you two hugs!
That's really sad what you both put!

