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Tonobody · Poste RestanteSunday, 14 June 2026

Write the letters you'll never send

Dear  ,

who would you write to?

There are letters we write but never send. Folded into books. Drafted at 2 a.m. and abandoned. Spoken aloud to an empty room.

Some words are for the page, not the person.

This is a place to leave them.

The Archive

letters held without nameslatest · Sunday, 14 June 2026
To: an exdated · 10 jun

Every day I try to get over you but for some reason I can't let go. I loved you and I still do more than I should because what we had was better than I could imagine. You took my heart but never gave it back, goodbye Onassis, good bye 3 years we had💕 Love Mia

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To: a frienddated · 5 jun

To the person I made a bracelet for, Everything that we do - talk about watching meteor showers together, texting for hours, hanging out and walking to school together - it seems like we're more than friends to other people. But we're not. Because that's normal for us, probably because we've known each other for most of our lives. And I like that. I love being friends with you and I love you as I love a friend. But I think that platonic love is changing into something more and I don't know how to feel about it. The fact that you have liked me a few times before and I've liked you once too but at different times doesn't make it any better. I may love you someday. I pray to God that nobody I know reads this. From, the person who made someone a bracelet.

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To: a strangerdated · 3 jun

What they did to you was not your fault. you were just a kid. they were the bad guy, not you. I understand you think telling someone what they did to you will ruin the family. but they need to know. he ruined you as a person. Tell someone before it eats you whole. He is a monster for doing that. you shouldn't have let it go on as long as you did. He destroyed you. You deserve to let your story be out there. Just because you were young doesn't mean you didn't understand. He didn't love you. it was just lust. He shouldn't have done that to you. All it ever was lust. he just wanted pictures, he didn't want you my dear child;

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This is not therapy and it is not social media. There are no replies, no profiles, no one asking for more. What you write here stays here. The letters are kept, not delivered.