Dear N_ _ _, I’m sorry, but I’ll never like u as much as you like me… You’ve liked me for 3 years and just this year we became friends… And you’ve asked me out how many times? Too many to count. And I have rejected you the same number of times. Now I know
When I first learned who you were, I thought you were a bitch. You always had a serious attitude with everyone. You were very outspoken and arrogant. Pretty much the opposite of myself and everyone I would normally be friends with. That’s why I was surprised that out of nowhere a friendship did start, and
Dear Alan, I told myself that the last letter I wrote to you on here was gonna be it; no more letters, no more obsessing. I tried, I really did, but I just couldn’t help myself. I fucking love you, you idiot. But obviously, you can’t see what’s right in front of your face. I
i like how we were a secret kinda. but when we were together, it was the farthest thing from that. sitting on your lap. letting me always be right, when sometimes we both knew i was wrong, holding your hand. sitting on your lap. not wanting to, but eventually kissing you for the camera. then
I’m trying so hard to tell you. This is what you do, to make a living. To keep a roof over our heads. You talk people out of their problems. But somehow, you overlook your own daughter. My friends have even said it, right in front of you. They talk about how much they hate
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