Dear Sky,

You are so bright and shiny. The sun is beaming and the clouds are tucked away. Why do you appear so dark to me? Why can't I enjoy your magnificence? To me, this is just another dark day, where I want to curl up in a ball and disappear. Please shine for me, too.

-Ingrid

Dear Popular Girls,

Why are you so perfect? Why can't I be like you? Why do I suffer here, alone, while you enjoy life to the fullest, being able to pick any man you want? Do you notice me at all? Do I mean anything to you? Will you even care when I'm gone? I wish you could see how dark my world is, if you could, you would maybe treat me a little kinder, maybe save Jayson for me. I hope one of you is happy with Jayson in the future, please treat him right, he deserves an amazing girlfriend.

-Ingrid

Dear Body,

Why are you so ugly? Why can't my body be pretty, pretty enough for Jayson? Why does my hair get frizzy around my forehead? Why aren't my eyelashes as long as Caitlin's? Why are my eyebrows forever a little uneven? Why aren't my legs skinny, like other girls? Oh, well…I won't have to deal with you much longer…will I?

-Ingrid

Dear Phone,

Why can't I trust you? Why do I sit over you, worrying about wether or not he received my text? Why do you take so long to buzz a reply? Why don't you buzz more often? Oh, that's right, it's because nobody wants to talk to me, I suppose it's not your fault. Maybe you'll get sold on eBay or something anyway, I did keep you pretty nice. You don't have any scratches or anything, so why don't I get something in return?

Dear Birds,

Why do you twitter so cheerfully? Do none of you know any pain in life? Do you love, do you despair, do you feel? Do you have hearts in there, ready to break into a million pieces? Trust me, if I were a bird, you would hear no happy tweeting from me. I probably wouldn't even be able to fly. I'd be the little runt, shoved in the back for everyone to laugh at. But not for long.

-Ingrid.