As much as I want to hate and despise her, I can’t. I want to be able to look at her and grimace and scream foul language at her, but I can’t. My jealousy is not her fault. My heartache is not her fault. My pain is not her fault. He unfortunately ended up choosing
Read more →Dear Summer Romance, When I first met you, you truly swept me off my feet. You were going off to college in the fall and I wanted to be right there with you. You never gave me a chance because I lived about 600 miles away, big whoop. I thought I meant more to you,
Read more →dear you, does this make you happy? was this your goal? the schooling you’ve put me through is something i cannot do, or that i even want to do. 6 years of my life, dedicated to this job? i don’t think so. you’ve taken me away from my hometown, from my family, from my friends,
Read more →I know, I know…it’s a bad thing. It’s rotten, horrible. You DID NOT deserve that. But here’s the thing. If you can tell me about it then you survived it. You are surviving it. Thankfully, some day, one day, it will be just another story about your life. And you’ll be lucky enough to be
Read more →It’s been 4 years. 4 years I’ve been in love with you and never got anything in return. You came to visit me across the country and I had high hopes that something would happen. But nope, nothing did. I’ve waited around for you, been extremely upset when you got a girlfriend, and rejoiced when
Read more →Mom, I miss you every second of every day. I regret being that typical teenage girl. I regret being rude to you and treating you like shit. I wish I shared all my secrets with you. I miss those days we drove in my car and I sang and danced to you while I drove.
Read more →Dear Uncle: You’re in your mid 40′s, Your mother is dying, you belittle your siblings, your nieces and nephews, and your own father. You keep putting on a show, making it seem like you’re a kind guy, but from telling me to shut up 3 times within a two minute conversation, without me talking, after
Read more →I feel like i’m drowning. Like I made the decision to jump off of a sinking ship and now all I want to do is climb back onboard. I moved here, wanting a new start. wanting a change. wanting you. And now i don’t know what i want. I can’t go back because i’ve had
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