Letters to the anonymous:

Dear Anonymous 1,
Why? Why do I continue to go back to you. Not physically or anything...but, let's face the facts, you'll always be "the one that got away" (see blog). And like you've told me, I as well, in your eyes, am the one who got away. You disappear and then come back into my life like as if we picked things back up, from so, sooo sooooo long ago. I don't understand. I'm not getting all touchy feely and emotional about my feelings or anything, however, its just strange that after all this time, and after all the different people that's come into our lives, if we dig deep enough, and reminisce enough, those feelings, no, these butterflies and regrets come back. You constantly tell me, that we had something real, and I always say, "bad timing". You see, we're stuck, without the restrictions..we're just here, waiting and wondering---of what could've been and probably of what could never be.
Sincerely,
B.N.






Dear Anonymous 2,
I've always been kind to you. You've caused soo much drama in many people's lives. Even your best friends are constantly doubting you. You know, they're the ones who have turned you into me. Yet, there I am, still soo oblivious to the whole situation. You seem to find ways to make things more applicable to yourself---never truly thinking of others. I, like always, continued to seek out the better in you; believing in the benefit of the doubt. But you know, these games you play, they're getting really old. I mean, reeeeally. I can only take so much of these lies and coniving games that you play. So go ahead, take the meat that being thrown to you, go ahead, go ahead. I'm pretty sure I speak for a lot of people when I say, we all saw it coming.
Sincerely,
B.N.






Dear Anonymous 3,
I am...truly sorry to see you like this. Although, it's not surprising to me---it REALLY isn't. You've always been soo kind and generous when it comes to helping others. You're always the last one there, or the one people can rely on. But, it's unfortunate to see that the bittersweetness of teenage life has affected the factors of yours. You know I see it, and you know I know it, but you won't stop. Stop. Get yourself out, because I can only be there so much to help you get out of it. However, if it feels any better, you can seriously count on me, to always be there for you.
Sincerely,
B.N.






Dear Anonymous 4,
I think you've come such a long way. It use to be, ME who did sooo greatly in school, but, the tables have changed. Your endurance to study to achieve those good grades, truly amaze me. I don't think I could ever have the patience to do so. However, a certain sadness sticks with me, when you talk about your relations with nonetheless---boys. You invested soo much feelings with this one boy, that it took you just as long, to overcome them and recover. And now here's a new toy you've found. One who's seeming to make you the doll and leaving you in the dark, empty, lonely box and calling you out only when he feels like it. I watched you go in and out into a spiraling depression between these boys. And whenever you come to me, I am soo thankful that you take my advice and really use it. You're a strong, intelligent, independent person, but deep inside, I know you're always feeling so vulnerable, and the only way you can be comforted, even if it is for a short amount of time, is to seek it from the people who have or will let you down the most; and with that, I still don't know why you go back.
Sincerely,
B.N.






Dear Anonymous 5,
I have nothing much to say to you. Just that I am pretty much disappointed in your actions and decisions lately. I HAVE SEEN YOU AT YOUR BEST. And because of that, I say: You can do better than this---it's just scandalous. You've let out your emotions in such caring ways that no one has ever seen before and now you confuse me with your ways. I guess you'll never change, never learn, and never grow from your experiences. This, this new eye candy you've got, it was inevitable. Alway wishing you the best of luck though.
Sincerely,
B.N.






Dear Anonymous 6,
Stop trying to fit in with the "in" crowd. We're growing up now. And you just want to grow up for all the wrong reasons. Doing things that you shouldn't, while influencing others to do these things with you. There are soo many things you do that I do not approve. You've always been in the more popular crowd, but I think you're still stuck in the "getting" popular phase. After the major incident, you've gotten less outrageous with your actions. However, you're still one impossible person to restrain from doing your thaang, and I think this is why, you're feeling lonely. I try and try to help, but the addiction has gotten worse.
Sincerely,
B.N.







Dear Anonymous 7,
You're always in search of love. Let love come to you. And when you find someone, don't let your emotions take over you. Be careful for those you fall head over heels for, and if you do, take precaution with full knowledge that he can break your heart. Don't gloat over other couples, or your past relations. Instead, embrace the single life, because babygirl, you're beautiful, and any guy would be blessed to have you.
Sincerely,
B.N.







Dear Anonymous 8,
You love her so much and truthfully, I don't think she loves you as greatly as you do her. Everyone sees it. She's neglecting you. And dearest friend, you hit rock bottom EVERY time there's an argument, fight, or uneasiness between you and your girlfriend. You see, you've fallen so deeply in love with her, that you can't even see what everyone at school sees. You guys have been together for sooo long, and yet, awkwardness can be felt between you two, by someone else from across the room! She's always a step ahead, literally, and I'm sorry to say this but---I'm not feelin the love and therefore, I don't think what you believe is love, is love. Make sense?
Sincerely,
B.N.






Dearest Anonymous 9,
Stop please. Leave me alone. We are friends and only friends.
Sincerely,
B.N.






Dearest Anonymous 10,
Here's a little bit of advice: when opportunity strikes, take it. If life gives you lemons, make lemonade! I think you get the point.
Sincerely,
B.N.