Why do have to to be so damn honest? Asking me to stop makin you smile just makes me smile. And you know that makes you smile. Talking about my nice eyes, but not accepting the beauty of your own? Of course you have beautiful eyes, we met through our eyes. Hiding your face because
Read more →You broke me in the worst possible way. You stripped me of my identity. You left me to pick up the pieces alone. But I got through. Now, I am stronger. Now, I thank you for teaching me just how capable I am to pull through. I now know who I am, and no one
Read more →You asked me to marry you And I believed you You said that you were ready to be with me forever After your depression and your insecurities I stood with you But you took it back You took it back And it broke me Now I have to look at you everyday And love you
Read more →you have been there with all that you have done in the last 2 years. i love u mikey. too much.
Read more →I see you everyday and when I do I wanna kiss you. I don’t even know why, but I’m so attracted to you it makes me sick. And the only reason I see you is because we’re in rehab together, and everyone knows two addicts cannot work out, even if it did you’re 36 and
Read more →Dear D, I’ll never be that strong woman you thought I was. If I left you was because you were living a lie with me. I’ll never be beautiful, because I will never accept myself as I am. I’ll never live up to my family’s expectations. I’ll never live up to my own expectations. I’ll
Read more →To all of the so-called “spiritual leaders” who are nothing more than puffbag ex used-car salesmen with questionable agendas: Spiritual conviction is no excuse for sloppy intellectualism. It’s too easy to say “because God said so”. Who wrote down what God said? It was found on scrolls in a cave thousands of years ago, translated
Read more →What scares me most about going to camp with you is that you’ll hear my news with our friends and it will take the excitement out of talking to her because she’ll already know. I’m afraid everyone will write you letters and not me. I’m afraid we’ll be compared all the time and that we
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