I don’t think it’s fair that you jerked me around for so long the way you did. We had a chance, and you didn’t want me. Then when I was happy and dating someone, you tormented me. You hid behind the facade of a best friend, a wolf in sheep’s clothing. You made me feel
Read more →So here we are. we both act like nothing’s changed, we smile and laugh and act like friends. we are friends. you stayed up to listen to me pour my heart out when you had no real reason to. and then we both fucked up. we will never properly discuss the ramifications. my marriage is
Read more →You say you’re the jealous type; you say you’re able deal with it; you say you love me no matter what. I’m with you and a boy texts me, even a simple “Hi,” and you get obviously upset while trying to hide your emotions. I guess I just don’t get it; we’ll be walking in
Read more →D, Hey. I am one to waste words, probably because I’m not very good at getting to the point, but sometimes it’s because I don’t even know what the point is. The words and emotions just sort of spill out of me until I’m left with an entirely different message than the one I intended
Read more →Even though you are my husband, best friend, and partner, I sometimes wish that the games we play were real. In game I am needed. I am powerful. I am beautiful. Even though I wouldn’t trade you for anything, I still find it disappointing to wake up in our bed in our house. I think
Read more →Dear L, I only knew you for 1 week, and yet I still fell in love. It wasn’t love at first sight, I didn’t even notice you, but when we talked, it was magic. I didn’t hold back one bit. The chances of meeting my first love on a different continent, let alone a different
Read more →I’ve always loved you. From the first day we meet, in the 8th grade. That sounds pretty ridiculous but it’s true. We dated for a year, and you broke my heart for the first time. First love, first heartbreak. I dated other guys, but they never compared to you. You’re so honest with me, and
Read more →I don’t know how you do it, but you always seem to know exactly what I’m thinking, exactly how I’m feeling, exactly what I need to hear. You are the only person who seems to understand how self conscious I really am. You understand that I think I’m fat so you force me to eat
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