#a.s.letter

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To the guy who liked me,

I'm the villain to your story. I'm the witch to your happily ever after. I'm the plot twist everybody hated. I'm the character no one asked for. I'm the one who ruined you guys. You could've just blamed it on your academics. You could've told her you weren't ready. You could've told her your priorities were already set. But why? Why was I included? Why was I the one people pointed their fingers at when they asked what happened to you guys? You could've at least made it subtle. You could've just hid me away. My heart is heavy. Very heavy. Because I feel as though I was the reason why you didn't end up with the ending you wanted. Because I made you steer away from the direction everyone wanted you to go to. Because you liked me. And not her. I want you to fix it. You guys are perfect for each other. You could find a way back to her. She's just waiting for you. Don't let her go. Not for me. ~a.s.

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To the class president,

“Do not eat” WHAT THE FUDGE IS THAT SPOON DOING IN YOUR MOUTH YA PIECE OF KNEE SCAB. Breathe in, breathe out A. You look at us and humiliate us if you see us eat inside the classroom. Please stop being a hypocrite and eat outside. Or shout at yourself. I don't really care. I hope you're going to be more mindful, mkay? ~a.s.

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To the best group of people,

I miss you.

~a.s.

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To the potential best friend,

That potential is slowly withering. You point out my mistakes, shortcomings and flaws. You don’t laugh at my jokes. You hit me. All the freaking time. Even when I’m clearly doing something. I guess I too do the same. More to say that we can’t be best friends. Oh and why can’t you get along with the group? You discovered that and now what? You’re silent and uninterested. Am I stuck in the middle again?

~a.s.

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To the person that could be my best friend,

I hate you. No thanks. You’re annoying. I guess that’s enough. You always need attention. If you make a joke, I tried to laugh. If I make a joke, you look at me in disgust. You’re very physical. When you like something, you hit me. When you hate something, you hit me. When you’re bored, you hit me. I’m made of stone so I don’t feeeeeeel anything, right? (SARCASM ehem ehem). And you always always always say no. When I ask you to go with me somewhere, you say no. Again and again and again. If I ask if I can borrow something you say no. Buuut, when you ask me and I say no, you’re persistent. What the fugde. I say no and no again as I write this because I’m so frustrated with you. You’re self-centered. I don’t care if you have a long armpit hair. I don’t care if you wax or not. I don’t care if you’re hungry. I don’t care if you want to poop. All I know is that I’m sick of how you’ve been treating me and how you’re acting. Fine, I’m immature. Fine, I’m only looking at my side. But who the ef cares? This is what I feel. This is what I want to say. This is what I want.

Oh and by the way, you're so tactless. ~a.s.

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To my dad,

Do you have any ounce of respect for your parents? I know you only want to state your point but can you do it without disrespecting them? You're so tactless that you don't know how much you're hurting them already. You're so tactless that you don't know how much you're hurting me. You're mean. If I do what you're doing, suddenly I'm the bad guy. Sorry, I take by example. ~a.s.

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To my social anxiety,

stop. Okay? I already hate myself. Stop making me feel like everyone else does too. They aren’t staring, they are just looking at your general direction. They aren’t judging you. They aren’t making mental comments about your physical shortcomings.

~a.s.

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To my ride,

PEOPLE ARE WAITING FOR ME. WHERE ARE YOU? ~a.s.