Letter thread - Realizations edition

you can't read this, you can't understand this and you can't see me writing this but i still hope that you managed to find peace and justice, it's what you deserve after all, also i ask for your forgiveness and i know i don't deserve it but atleast you could know that i'm sorry, even tho you can't read nor understand this

i miss you today and everyday, somewhere deep in my being your image still shines and your absence still wounds me

8 years later I still think about you sometimes but it's a lot less now that I finally found someone else to talk to, an actually viable romantic prospect. I hope it works and you fade from my mind the way your predecessor did but it's slightly complicated by our nature. Hope you're well but I doubt you even thought about me for years. Probably many at this point.

mike I miss you. call me
her

if i hear one more faggot play slow dancing in a burning room by that jewish hack on a strat of any kind i'm going to scream so loud and so hard with so much anger that my anus gives birth to the antichrist and then you'll all pay, also FUCK OFF with your cheesy shit eating ass reaming blues licks holy fuck play something original

What are you meant to do when you fumbled your lebenslangerschicksalsschatz already?

If you're a woman, you try to fumble less. Maybe try unfumble that thing.

If you're a man, you're kinda retarded.

If you're a man, you're kinda retarded.

That much is clearly a fact

Im sorry for suddenly ghosting you for over 2yrs. I think about getting back in touch often.

Only if you send me a cute pic with the opening.

That was a pretty good attempt.

lol

Not sure what I attempted, but I'm glad it was pretty, pretty, pretty good.

wow this thread reminded me of all the letters i wrote imagining i'd send them to the creators of books and manga i read and films and anime i'd seen, critiquing and praising their work.

to: op

This but 6 years, unless we count one time I said like two lines 4 years ago
On second thought I kinda miss her oops

Just fucking shut up. Stop telling me to do things. They don't give jobs so easily. I said I'd get a job during christmas. Why isn't that enough for you? I spent last christmas working; why can't I spend the rest of the year free?
I'm sick of your stupid bullshit about how life is supposed to be. That's your life you stupid nigger. That's everyone else's life. They chose that life. Why can't I choose something different? Also keep your stupid religion and it's culture to yourself.
I feel like shit right now. I can't get anything I want to do done. And your just trying to force me to do things that I don't want to do. Trying to put me in a box. I need to do something, but your not helping.

You are a colossal asshole trying to summon the resident schizo to make him shitting his bed and this letter thread up to the max. I may have to join him when the pills kick in, we'll see.
Gotta load up first tho. Prepare your anusses? Anii? Not sure but prepare for a pucker factor high enough to cut tool steel.
No homo.

GET A FUCKING JOB you FUCKING PARASITE! Every normal person who's not a fucking nepo-baby has to work to afford a life that's barely worth living. Do you think you're better than us? Ok, so, enlighten us! What makes you so special that you deserve to leech off society without giving anything back (of value)? Fucking entitled waste of resources.
inb4: crickets, yeah, no surprise here.

nta, but I find it really funny that pretty much every employed person hates their lives to such an extent that they're more than happy to, socially acceptably too it seems, to immediately get unreasonably hostile to anyone who doesn't have one

Hey now, if I have to endure that grueling shit while pretending to enjoy it to make idiots richer on my work while I get payed less than a fish-monger in our local grocery-store, some NEET fuck-head can at least endure my little post about him being a whiny faggit? R...right? I know it's pathetic but I hate being a worker so fucking much. Good for you for finding this funny. So at least someone gets to enjoy this mess we call life.

I had a dream about my mother last night. She was older, vulnerable, alone, and sweet. She offered me a cookie and told me she was dying and I felt really sad and wanted to hug her.

Those dreams always feel the most violating. I prefer the nightmares where I am ripped to shreds by some hungry and remorseless beast or the dreams where I am the beast ending the life of a stranger or strangers, be they prey or an enemy. At least my mind can rationalize those dreams as just a morbid reflection of the human experience through my fractured little mind and it doesn't particularly expose how much agony I hide from myself.

But those dreams where I feel a sense of vulnerability and empathy towards the people who have harmed me the most and instead of that softness being preyed upon like it always is in real life with them, it was rewarded. It felt so wrong for my mother to do something as benign as offer me a cookie and for it just be that. To share a moment of warmth with what is my eyes, the devil himself. For her to tell me that her health is failing and for me to be filled with a sadness like one would be in that situation under normal circumstances.

I hate you. I hate you so much. People like you being allowed to not only exist in society, but to reproduce, and to cause so much unmitigated pain to the people who are the most vulnerable, to relentlessly rip down the people that it is your job to build up is wrong... None of us will ever forgive you, and you are rapidly on your way to dying alone because now that you have nobody left prey upon, and your looks have long since faded you can't replicate that pain anymore. I long for your death like a drowning man longs for fresh air. I hope that hell is real just so you can spend an eternity feeling the pain you inflicted onto all of us.

But the thing about these dreams that are so violating... Is that somewhere deep down, underneath all the pain, all the ugliness... I still wish we could have just loved each other

pretty much every employed person hates their lives

NTA
No, not really.

Noone buys what you're trying to sell, faggot. Nice try tho, psyop-chan.

R...right?

No, that's perfectly alright. I get it. And nothing against you in particular. A response like yours is just feels very common, most of the time coming from folk with far less self awareness than you

anons pours heart out

this is a psyop!

Stay classy skitzos

I wouldn't be surprised if the "other" people you're thinking of with my attitude were also me in a different state (way more drunk / high then me when I'm in the mood to "speak my mind" for a brief moment while I'm in the upswing of whatever I'm using right now. I'm a total normie right now: I get a drink on and then smoke a small(really small) bowl of medicinal(?) grade weed. My bowls look really pathetic (very small, like my pp) but it packs a punch (no, I will not make a pp-joke here), especially since I try to keep my consumption down to like two bowl per week to keep tolerance really low to make my stash last for months. Responsible cannabis consumption is totally possible if one manages to keep the tolerance low. The efficiency takes a nose-dive ... wait, I got distracted by an idea. One of the upsides of being partially blind to social cues is an added confidence and also the ability to say extremely cringy things without even sensing the cringe that is so intense that other people with "normal" sensitivities would die instantly being exposed to that level of cringe. It's probably very similar to mongoloid people being happy ducks in general. Just imagine living life being basically blind to things that piss us off like dishonorable wars, Con-men, People that fall for con-men and the fact that cleaning my ears after a shower with q-tips is something I know I shouldn't do (due to increased risk of getting ear-infections) but feel so fucking good that I always find myself buying a new box of q-tips each time I run out. When I clean my ears, I go... deep. Just at the edge of "too deep" that triggers a cough for some reason. One should be acutely aware of how these "brain massage q-tips" are stored in the bathroom. These should be stored inside a poop-mist-safe enclosure to withstand the poop-mist that gets injected into the bathroom air every-time you assert the toilet-controls.

The doctor orders you to lower your ejaculation-frequency by at least a factor of 2 and report back. Prepare for pretty brutal post-nut-clarity tho. That's just a fact of life and your mind isn't strong enough to ignore its existence for extended periods of time.
Pay extra attention on methods of protection to counter exposure to various ailments that get transmitted through skin contact or via fluids. Have fun but don't get AIDS, bro! Be safe!

Alright, will now enjoy being Henry for a while, trying to make the best choices to get a really good contrast to that what I do in real life. Life is all about balance. Also, keep Pebbles! Endure the mockery, love Pebbles anyways.
What is the funniest way to express that one REALLY has to pee? I just know the one for poop that goes like this: "I have a 9-inch grip on a 10-inch turd."
"I'm about to burst"? I can't think of anything while it feels like a tank is pressing down on my bladder to make me piss my pants. God damnit, I'll be back.

I still jack off to you and your sister. You are both meant for insemination.

i cannot wait for you to die. i think it will give me pleasure.

The beauty of organization now that's something I treasure

pedophile needs to eat a bullet.

You want someone to shoot you?

JD needs to shoot himself. pedophiles deserve the bullet.

If she asks for X amount of money over the course of a year, I don't see why I shouldn't be able to quit working for the rest of the year when I get enough.

no im not going to kill you. you will wither away miserable and obsessed for the remainder of your life.

The vice president of the USA?

it gets increasingly embarrassing because you reek of misery yet your life is a result of your own choices. you literally had her put "my" number in her instagram username. kek i feel bad for her. your life is pretty shit. i will eventually escape to sunnier avenues while you remain in the life i left behind. you have nothing. money doesn't count because you only use it to furnace your life with more nothings. you will never be content without connection. i wouldn't want to be you. maybe that's justice enough.

Lol bro move on. She's swallowing someone else's load right this moment

Lol bro move on. She's farting out chads cum right now.

Lol bro move on, she's flossing with chad's pubes right now on stream. The rizzler just dono'd her 10 roses.

Lol bro move on. She just sucked a log out of a tranny's asshole.

i hope you get cancer just like my mother btw
smoke more

I saw your post last night about time and bunny, why are you still writing to me?

lmao lil bro reads posts and think they're talking to him

lol look listen look here look listen lil bro reading posts on the 'log be thinking they talking to him. #packwatch rip bozo

ban anyone who speaks out against Mike.

big ups liquid Mike

Why am I such a shit human being? No matter what I do, or how hard I try. Am I just inherently broken?
Maybe there just isn't "enough" in some of us to ever be enough for someone. For anyone

Idolize anyone who makes fun of mike

Mike, didn't you hear? She called for you yesterday but you weren't in the thread.

THE LOATHSOME LETTER POSTER MIKE

To be fair, I said I hate when I'm ghosted. I never said I hated when I'm forced to ghost others.