you’re just this empty shell of a boy who had his heart broken in high school. you’re nothing more than a black hole of emotion, a place where no love can reside again. and i thought i could change that. i thought i could be the one who could make you happy again. i thought
Read more →Who ever knew, the first time I saw you, that you’d have such an effect on me? We met a little over a year ago, and you didn’t take my breath away. You were a coworker, a friend, and someone to talk to in an unfamiliar place. Looking back, I remember thinking that you seemed
Read more →Our friendship meant the world to me, You know me better than I know myself, but then something happened that I don’t understand, now you’ve turned against me, and it hurts more than I could ever imagine, I trusted our private times together where we could laugh, I could cry, we could joke, and just
Read more →I know you say I’m young and I’ll find the right guy eventually, but why can’t I be happy now? why must I repeatedly be hurt? Why is another girl always better than me? Why do i get rejected always, either for not speaking up, or for putting myself out there too much? Why, when
Read more →Dear N, It’s been a weird thing, working with you this year. And I don’t want to be another one of those doting teenage types, checking you out because you’re the only boy on our crew right now/probably ever. But… hayyyy. In all seriousness, I find you clever, sometimes obnoxious, but always intriguing. You prove
Read more →I’ve hated you all my life. At the start if high school you were the only kid I knew so I clung onto you because you were my comfort zone. I felt so self conscious when you weren’t there but together we were an unbeatable team, inseparable for almost all four years. Our friendship intimidated
Read more →Dear love of my life, I’m really sick of us liking each other’s stuff on facebook. It makes my day when you like the simplest status. Can we please just make this creepy FB love real? I hate how every time we are both at a party we NEVER introduce ourselves. It’s going to be
Read more →All I have ever wanted is to be loved by somebody else for who I am. There’s a quote by Marilyn Monroe basically it says that if you “can’t handle me at my worst, you don’t deserve me at my best” or something similar to that. I feel that way often that if people don’t
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