Dear Q, I miss you. Not a day goes by I don’t beat myself up for not showing you the love you deserved. You were so unbelievably beautiful, inside and out, and not once did I say “Hey, I like your outfit today!” or “I love what you’ve done with your hair!” Two classes. Two
Read more →Dear the boy in the mickey hat, It’s been a while since we really talked and I know why. I broke your heart without even knowing I did. I didn’t believe it because the only person who told me it was true was, well, a bit of a dramatic gossip. It really wouldn’t have changed
Read more →I wonder… I wonder if you notice me when I do my little “oozing confidence and sexiness”-walk… If you see how I try and dress better on the days I know I’ll see you And then how I freak out and hide if I see you on a day I hadn’t planned, and I’m not
Read more →Dear You, I’m detoxing, rehabbing. It’s something I came up with to get over another boy. But I’m going to need it to get over you. But I’m going to have to be a bit more extreme than before. For two weeks; -Nothing to drink except energy drinks and water. -Eat as little as possible.
Read more →Time and time again I try to write to express any and all discomfort or pain I have… It ALWAYS comes down to you, even things that seem they could have nothing to do with you. Today, I looked at my hands for a good 30 minutes just thinking… these probably look like your hands…
Read more →It’s here. His birthday. I wouldn’t say I have been dreading it, but I guess there seems to be a cloud over my head, just waiting to see if I can take the rain or not. Before, I would always look forward to this day. I always thought it would give me an excuse to
Read more →Erik, I think I’ve finally figured out why I’ve never actually been able to get you out of my head. I never got the closure I needed. Sure, we were never in a relationship, but you were my best friend. The only one I could count on for anything. You were there for me when
Read more →Mistakes happen, I know. I don’t hate you for what you did. Love is never fair and feelings will always come and go. That I understand. But I owe it to myself to not be that girl anymore. This girl who lets people back into her life just like that. Because when you hurt me
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