Anonymous love letters?

Dear Sydni,

Please don't look to the icon on the left. Just read this message without knowing who I am. I think the way you dance is splendid, it makes me want to dance, in my pants.

Love Anon.

Wait, you said no creepy.

I gave one or two in middle school. With flowers. Hah! Some of the other guys got jealous of it. It was pretty funny. My best friend and I wrote a letter each to these guys we liked. So ridiculous!

I've never had an annonymous one before

i was a dick in Jr. High and put about 8 different ones in my best friend's locker over the course of three weeks, just to get his hopes up that a girl actually liked him after he pissed me off one time. they were a little over the top, and he was rather upset when he found out i was the one authoring the fakes and slipping them in his locker. this was after a few years of middle-school bullshit that i put up with him razzing me about admiring certain young ladies.
he had a great mullet, btw, the best in town for my age group.

Yeah, I got one, but it was the lyrics to "I want to fuck you like an animal" by NIN. So I put a sign up in my window that said "Do I look like a fucking sheep, you fucking zoophiliac!" Because I knew the kid who wrote the letter was a pretty close neighbor and was forever looking up into my window. Hoping for a cheep peek. I let him get a few. lol. (A few years later now I think, grammatically I was wrong, and the correct term was "Zoophile")

I left one for a boy named Michael back in fourth grade.
I WANTED to keep it anonymous because I just wanted to give him the ego boost and not have to deal with the awkwardness of the fact that I had enormous coke bottle glasses and knock knees and hearing aids.

It was awesomely written and I thought I got away clean, but my supposed best friend told him. The next fuckin' day. Bitch.

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This wasn't really a love letter per say, but perhaps the people on this board might think differently. I was in a band for several years after I graduated high school and played the drums. We played a few gigs opening up for the constantines, gentleman reg etc (bands from canada). I worked in a large sears call center during the afternoon/evening until about twelve when the call center closed. Anyways it was the day after a gig, and I get back from my break and there's a note on my keyboard. I open it up and it was a letter addressed to me telling how much she enjoyed watching me at the show and that she couldn't stop watching me because of the way I played the drums. She hoped I wouldn't be weirded out and it wasn't signed. Anyways I thought it was nice, and she introduced herself to me on one of my breaks and turned kind of bright red, so I asked her to sit down and we talked. Nothing really came of it other than I waved to her at work when I saw her and we sat together on our breaks, she was really a sweet girl and I kind of regret not letting it evolve. But I still consider her a friend.

Part of the reason nothing came of it was because my band mates had taken break dancing classes with her, and didn't think she was very "attractive" or interesting. Back in those days when I was pretty naive I let them influence me more than I should have about romantic issues. I know better now, but that's my story.

Missed opportunities are always awful especially as you get older and wiser, you have my sympathy.

Of the love letters I sent the ones that I signed went much better than the anonymous ones (barring that one I sent to my poetry teacher when I was about 7 or 8).

I've never received one I didn't know was coming.

I wouldn't want one. They're not creepy....so much as lame.

I'm going to amend my statement made 4 years ago. I finally did get an anonymous love letter and it was creepy. When the person finally revealed themselves I had no idea who they were. It was some guy who worked in the same studio I did and had been checking me out. This guy had never said one word to me and yet he felt the need to send flowers and an anonymous love letter. A love letter is creepy if I have never exchanged words with someone. Also love letters should never contain the phrase: "I've been watching you."

Unless, you know...you're into that.

*crumples paper*

all anonymous love letters need the following:

1. "Ive been watching you"
2. a reference to digesting, sucking, or eating a bodily fluid or body part
3. plans for the future. ( kids, meeting the parents, where you're gonna live)

I'm forgetting some... oh well

Creepy is the new sexy.

Sorry about that.

I think I left an anon letter of sorts, again it wasn't love but it might be construed as creepy. I had a job as an artist in a hospital drawing for patients mostly in the hospice. Usually when I'm working on a project, to keep myself in "art mode" I literally draw all the time. Anyways while at a restaurant with a friend I was drawing with some charcol that I kept in my pockets from work. I had started a drawing of Jaques Derrida, a post-struturalist philosopher in my sketch book and was working on it the whole time I was waiting for our food. I also usually remember waitresses names while their serving us, since when I work in the customer service industry I thought it was nice if the customer used my name and made a point of remembering it. Anyways I finished the drawing and I always give my art away to someone or sell it. I rarely keep my own work (yes I'm aware most artists suggest not to do this). I folded the picture up, and wrote on the back of it the name of the waitress then "...Thanks for the food, you did a wonderful job" signed my name and left it under my plate. My friend thought it was strange, I thought it was nice, but now I have second thoughts. hahaha I hope the girl wasn't too creeped out.

hair clippings. dont forget hair clippings.

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I've never gotten one anonymous or otherwise. So I shall follow Cash's lead and front. They're soooo lame. I'd never want one!

Although I did get a message writen on my drive-thru fast food bag once. But I was the absolute only person in line and I think someone was bored.

I got one in junior high. I recognized it as my friend's printing. He said he felt sorry for me because he was getting ass like crazy and I had bad acne. Jerk.