I would do anything for you to look at me the way you look at her. With her perfect body and straight white teeth. She’s better than me, and she always will be. She isn’t smarter…or kinder…or funny in the least. But she’s better, because she’s beautiful So you value her, you want her. You’d
Read more →I love you, but we have nothing in common. The most prominent difference being that you don’t love me. Not at all. I’m nothing more than a body.. a plaything. The sickest part is, I’ll take whatever I can get. Because if you don’t use me, You don’t even know I’m alive.. So play with
Read more →Colby, I am so scared for school to start. You’ll be leaving for Lexington and I’ll still be stuck here in Cincinnati. It doesn’t seem like a long distance, but with each of us working and taking 18 credit hours worth of classes… I just don’t know how we’ll get to see each other. You
Read more →That was right before you said you hated me. Thank you for harassing me on facebook, twitter, and my blog. I felt pretty awful about what I had done to her until I read all of the threats and name calling you were dishing out. They were hilarious. The fact that you had nothing better
Read more →Dear Leah, Through the awkwardness of it all, I know that you’re happy with Kim now. Happy. A word I wish I could describe myself with. Dear Leah. Why is that I want to utterly and totally hate everything you are, everything that you’ve become but yet my heart still beats for you? It’s like
Read more →Dear you, It was 2007 when I came to your school and joined the 9th grade class. I saw you and knew that I didn’t even want to be friends with you. Little did I know, you would be one of the people to impact my life the most. Over time, we became friends and
Read more →Regis, You have given me back my hope in people. You have shown me the way a person is supposed to live their life. Before I met you I was always so focused and always had a plan and didn’t let anything get in the way of that. You had such an amazing attitude towards
Read more →Hey. First, I just want to you know that in exactly one week, it’ll have been six months. Six months since that snowy February day that you kissed me and asked me to be your girlfriend. The past two months, have sucked. I know that being five hundred and twenty eight miles away is strange.
Read more →