[specialist]

Dear __,

I wish we could have had more sex before I fucked it up.

-~~~~

[strawberries]

dear new crush:
I.have.no.words
just awkward silences and occasionally crashing into things in your presence.
endorphins ftw!

[Vulkan]

Dear L,

Such a shame to think, that it may never be. For you are ever attractive, to me. If only there was something I could do, to make you see. If only we could meet, and you would not flee.

But alas, you have anxiety.

And so I must move on, you I cannot dwell on. Perhaps someday when these thoughts are gone, you'll come along, all issues gone. And we'll meet at last, and know at last, despite our past, whether this connection is meant to truly last.

A.

[dahlia]

X
I think we might be done. I'm not what you are looking for, and you cannot give me what I need. Good luck in the future. I know I'll be fine on my own.
O

[psykhe]

Dear You,

You rock my world.

psykhe

[Rhea8649]

You baked me cookies… No way… YOU baked ME cookies… WOW !

[peppersasen]

Dear FPMC:

WTF, dude? Every time I'm on the verge of getting over you, you seep into my dreams. I'm in the correct frame of thought to move on, my self-control is perfect, and only Spongebob could beat my determination. And there you are. In my dreams. Two dreams in a row. In one night/morning. Naturally when I woke up I was like:
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(yes, press the blue button on the link and for once try to empathize). So fuck you.

What's the deal with me being terminally ill and extremely delirious and hallucinating the craziest ass hallucinations I've ever had and you're the only one who knows how to "handle me" and calm me down when I'm that state? And what's that about giving me the best orgasm I've ever had in my entire life without even having proper sex?
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I have no time for your silly Freudian games. I have a busy week at work.

Go away! Get the hell out of my head.
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From the bottom of my broken heart,

-Pepper

---------- Post added 04-19-2011 at 07:57 AM ----------

Well, okay. I admit that was a good experience, having sex without worrying a man is going to suggest/coerce a girl into doing something she doesn't want to do. For once, there's some peace of mind. But you need to go away. I have no future with you, you probably can't even recall who I am, and therefore you serve no purpose in my life. Now shoo.
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[dontmesswithme]

Dear Favourite Man,

I already said everything. Nothing but tender kisses for you, goddammit. Today sucks. I'm not doing too good right now.

Love,

G

[jackson17]

Dear M,

I didn't get to see you today and it makes me feel so....ugh. I never feel this way so its driving me crazy being like this.

[gracious]

Dear D;

One week.
Take your vitamins; you're going to need your strength.

G.

[Philanthropist]

Dear Blse,

I don't know why you always have to be so damn ridiculously cute!

- P

[Vulkan]

Dear L,

This is for the best, for both of us. Goodbye. I sincerely hope you do manage to fix your life, but I can no longer be a part of it as this is detrimental to me.

Take care of yourself.

V.

[Analyze]

Dear INTJf,

I don't have a romantic interest in you, but I love you anyways.

Just because I love you doesn't mean I won't leave you if you were to say, be invaded by ESFPs or something.

[Fox]

Dear Pancake,

Your picture didn't do you justice. If I were to write a list of all the traits I want in wife you come pretty close to reaching them all. Plus you seemed really interested in me. I just wanted us to met again to make sure you were as good you seemed. You don't how disappointed that I am that I will never know.

[Othesemo]

Dear F-

Please cease existing right now. Being attracted to you is one of the most annoying things that has ever happened to me.

-B

[sunshinekisses]

Dear D,

You are awesome. Thank you for being yourself.

With love,
Me.

[peppersasen]

Dear FPMC:

No, I haven't forgiven you. That's not why I'm writing this letter. I'm just writing because I've been wondering what kind of things you would put into a letter if you were to write me one. Not a love letter. Just a message. What would you put into it.

I didn't commit suicide. I'm alive today. Does it upset you that I'm still around? I wonder.

Anyway, I've been meaning to post on that quarter-life crisis thread on the psychology sub-forum but I can't get myself to pour into the thread. I know it's my problem. Things should get better because I'm making an effort to be social this weekend. It's going to be a busy weekend (birthday of classmate from one school, wedding of classmate from another school). So busy I had to opt out of the country house family gathering. I look at my Facebook account and there are about 200-ish friends and I feel silly for wanting to kill myself a few days ago because I have a strong support network. I haven't thanked the people on INTJf for the advice. Where would I be without Facebook and Twitter and blogs, all my old friends are on there? Just because INTJ are introverts doesn't mean we don't get lonely. I'm doing well without you.

Three days ago, on the 27th I had a dream about you. I was on stairs sitting watching you being quiet on a table, your face kept changing, and you didn't notice me. On 28th, I dreamt about trains and train stations and vacationing in the North Sea (at the country I used to go to school at, I miss it there) and the gloom and trying to post about it online. And then this morning I had a very weird dream about someone--I was an awful person, it was terrible how it happened in the dream, it involved stairs, patios, ladders, us trying to lock the door... Why am I telling you this? IDK.

I got my hair done today. I guess because I'm under so much pressure. I just want to spend all day being as shallow as possible. Did I mention I've been obsessing over Kate Middleton? I didn't like her dress that much. But I guess I liked her tiara. Funny thing about me getting my hair done today: the hair dressers couldn't focus on customers' hair because they were distracted by the royal wedding. Epic amusing.

Did I mention I found out something about you? You probably didn't even know. But there's stuff you wrote before I was even born. Wow. I felt so violated reading something from someone's past. Because it scares me so much how that could happen to me. I don't care about your wellbeing. You're a big boy. You can take care of yourself. I don't care about you, REMEMBER? I try to find out about people to gauge my research skills (humans are the easiest way to measure how far a researcher can go, topics/issues not so much).

I have plans. Like world domination and international dictatorship plans, you know. So I wanted to start off doing something that I know my parents will have a difficult time approving, to say the least. Now, I've signed up (I don't know if they'll consider me) but I'm feeling lonely already. Turns out they want professionals. Yeah, no wonder the age range was non-student age. Why doesn't anyone want me to work for them? I'm not a bad person and I learn fast. So back to the topic: I have such a strong support network here (friends, clubs, etc.). If I go, I'll only be able to speak to them online. I'm afraid that they'll forget me. Thank God for social networks, I guess.
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Okay, bye. I'm going to go shave my legs and stuff now (it's midnight but I have to look nice this weekend because it's an extrovert weekend). I don't know why I'm writing this to you. Uhm. I guess because I haven't found anyone yet who I can completely be myself around when I'm not being anonymous. Mr. Italiano was awesome, but he's keeping me at arms length (you know, we're not emotional). I hope I find someone soon. Anyway, I can't even imagine how you would sound in a personal letter. Probably boring since you're such a dork anyway. Dork.

Postcard,

-Peppy (someone called me that on INTJf today and I think I like being called Peppy
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)

PS: Last Easter weekend, Mother took me shopping. I saw a lion puppet at the toy section and it reminded me of you, so I bought it. I'll show you some time. LOL.

[Eratosthenes]

Dear M,

I hope you understand that the reason I stopped talking to you wasn't because I stopped liking you, but because things were obviously not going to work out.

I made a little empty place for you in my heart, and I carry it around with me.

Yours,
E

[Artio]

Dear INTJf,

I missed you while you were gone. Thank you for coming back to me - please, never leave me again.

A.

[peppersasen]

Dear FPMC:

I found some new photos of you (because I can haz the research skillz beeotch). How come you get to travel to interesting places, you bastard? I searched because I hoped to find that you're fugly so I can move on and get over you.

But instead:
OMG, you just got way cuter.
Your glasses are super cute, they're the exact frames I planned on buying for myself.
OMG, you just got way cuter.
OMG, you just got way cuter.
OMG, you just got way cuter.
OMG, you just got way cuter.
The only thing that's ugly about you is that fugly commitment ring.
Take it off.

Hate,

-Peppy

PS: I met with my old friend. You know, I become extremely terrified when I encounter things I can't logically explain/rationalize, right? Well she's a mind-reader and when she says stuff about people's futures they tend to come true and they're usually too detailed to be coincidences (which scares the TJ in me--please hug me--I'm scared). She read my mind at 14:00 and guessed exactly what I did until 04:00 the same morning. She guessed what you look like and how you dress. The only thing I can't confirm is the type of car you have and some of your motives/mannerism (the former because I simply don't know, the latter because it's so absurd). I feel like my mind has been raped (hey, I'm an INTJ). She is a very good friend, she says she doesn't read people's minds on purpose (she picks up people's thoughts). She gave me reasonable advice (it made sense). It makes sense because I know someone better to ask (and knows more than you do) but I don't want to ask him because this person is going through a rough time in his life, so I don't want to burden him with petty questions. But I still don't want to email you. Especially not to your work email account in case Big Brother is watching (pardon my privacy jumpiness, I just found that old thing you wrote before I was born and it scares me how little privacy you seem to have). Another reason why I don't want to email to ask you is because I think you're going to find my question unprofessional and utterly unimpressive (but it's true that it's the main reason why I'm getting cold feet right now). Most of all, I don't want to email you because I fear rejection so I hope you've marked my email as SPAM. I had fun today with two groups of friends. I hope you have a horrible, boring, dorky, pathetic weekend.

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[sunshinekisses]

Dear D,

It's been 24 hours and I'm sorry to say I don't like you anymore.

Bye,
Me.

[irini]

Dear you,

Love is a great gift. Enjoy it. Its greatest disadvantage is that doesn't last forever.

Your great match

[green eyes]

Hey sweetie.

I miss you. I've been thinking about you a lot lately. Some parts more than others.
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Next time I see you, I'm going to rape you. Watch your back.

Your obsessive stalker and future wife,
SB

[aspen]

Dear J-
I remember when we first met, friends of friends piled around a small table. I remember thinking, "man, that girl...". And the days went by, and occasionally we'd find ourselves in the same spot, at the same table. You doing your homework and me procrastinating doing mine. You were number one on my 'crush list', and it stayed that way. Then I ran into you again, and I couldn't believe it. And after our conversation, I was thinking to myself before I went to sleep, "man she still has a place in my heart.", and I had to stop and sit up and thing about that for a minute. I'm a thinker. Everything is in my head...Heart? What a foreign word to come out of my mouth. I can't even draw one on a piece of paper.
But 'heart'. And here I am. You still mean an awful lot to me, and I can't really figure it out, but when we talk, it's like we've known each other since the dawn of time, and I never want that time to end. Maybe we'll be together. I really hope we will, because I think it'd be great. Fantastic. Stupendous.

To what will happen.
M.

[HereticForLife]

Dear L,

Quit giving me mixed signals. I have enough to worry about with school, writing and finances. Kthxbai.

M.