Archive for February 20th, 2012

wait. . . why are you texting me?

Dear Bastard,

you told me you were in love with someone else and i have to say i handled it much better than i thought i would, mostly because at the age of 20 i am aware that i’m not in love with anyone right now and i don’t want to be.

But why oh whyyyyy after asking you to just give me time to be me again before we can be friends again are you texting me? like. . . . what? can you stop? can you pause your selfishness for one minute and think of someone else and not just want you want right now?

i’m not gunna let you trap me into helping you like i always do when you need it.

next time you text me it better say something like “i am so sorry for not seeing your worth and using you. i’ll do my best to treat you like the loyal friend you always have been”
or something like that lol


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Poison

If I could go back, I would un-meet you. I would wipe you from my memory. I don’t want you in my life. You are the mistake I can’t undo because you will not go away. I don’t wish you the best. I don’t hope you find happiness. I’m not sorry I hurt you. Because you started all this. You made all of this possible. And this incessant game of tag has been nothing but a curse from the very night I laid eyes on you all those years ago.

Go away. Stay away. Don’t contact me. Don’t look for me. Don’t wish me well. Don’t wish me happiness. Don’t be sorry for what you said. Don’t be ashamed. Just let it go and this disaster die.

I want it dead. I want us dead. I don’t care what you do with your life as long as I don’t have to know about it. I don’t need your words. I don’t need your forgiveness. I don’t need you. You weren’t there when I needed you. What makes you think I need you now.

One thing I know for certain is this. Whatever lies in my future is NOT in my past.

Take your martyrdom and your self-suffering and your whining holier-than-thou hypocritical bullshit and go bleed on someone else’s alter.

Because. You. Simply. Don’t. Matter. Anymore.


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A Stomach Tied in Knots

Well. It didn’t turn out the way I thought it would go. You are traveling. I wrote you an email last night explaining everything. Got my stomach tied up in knots with what your reaction will be when you finally read it. I just don’t want you to hate me or think that I’m awful. When I finally admitted that I loved you…

I’ll probably never hear from you again. It changes our friendship. It will never be the same. I decided that I’m tired of all those relationships where that one person lied to me for so many years. I didn’t want this to become a relationship like that but I wanted to end with honesty about how I felt. I didn’t want to hide. I didn’t want to run anymore. I just wanted to face my fears and let it out… even if it meant losing the greatest guy friend I’ve ever had in my life. At least you know the truth… and let’s be honest here… I can’t just be friends with you anymore. I just can’t. I would be lying to you and I would be putting your other relationships in jeopardy. I really do care so much about you.

I know it will ruin everything. But at least I will get the closure that I need and the strength to keep moving forward wherever it is that I’m supposed to be. I hope that you won’t be mad at me considering our situation and where we are at. You have always been understanding before…

Sometimes after writing something I hit the send button and I say to myself, “You idiot! Why did you type that? Why did you write that?” But I never had that with you. I don’t regret sending this email. I don’t regret anything and if I had to do it all over again I would. I want to tell you the truth. Even if you don’t want to hear it.

I wish we could still be friends. I hate it when the level of friendship changes and suddenly you find yourself falling for someone that you are really close to. What kills even more is when the timing is all wrong and everything is wrong. I hate ending this…because I know it will. You are a good and wonderful person so I know you will do what is right.

I just wish I could have said it to your face, but I think you were getting frustrated with wondering what it was that I was going to say and our schedules just never seemed to work out. Maybe it’s better this way. Maybe seeing your face would make me cry when I told you how I felt. But now at least it’s over and the hardest part is done with. I almost cried but I didn’t. I just felt like I lost the greatest thing most dear to me. You.

Now all I can do is wait for your reply and it’s got my stomach in knots. Will you hate me or will you understand?


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well fuck you too !

You’re fat.
You’re stupid.
You pay no attention to life.
You act like a fool.
Go exercise.
You exercise to much.
Start eating.
You eat to much.
Go study.
Go grow up.
Go away.
Be more adult.
Stop growing.
Stop behaving like you’re an adult.
Start behaving like an adult.
Come home early.
If you are going to have more piercing tell me about it it is grows.
Don’t go out.
I put all your money on a locked bank account you wont get it till you turn 23.
No you can’t buy or rent your own home, yea that’s right because I took your money.
Be more like your sister.
Why don’t you wear colorful clothes.
What you don’t want to live, think about others, you have to live.
No you listen to me.
Go to your room.
I hate how you are.
Stop spending money.
No you can’t move when you turn 18.. you have nowhere else to go.. nobody wants you.
What is that you don’t want this.. take it I made it for you.. if you don’t I will never do anything for you again.

WELL FUCK YOU TOO.. Mum all you do is make my life a big nightmare. I don’t want to be like me fucking twin sister.. I hate her, I hate you, I hate myself because of you.. you make me feel like nobody wants me.. I am only doing my best, I can’t do any better than that.. you’re not perfect ether, and neither is she.. I DON’T WANT TO LIVE LIKE THIS.. I HATE THIS I HATE MY LIFE.. FUCK IT !


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Do I…?

Look Raj, i’ve dreamt about you for 3 consecutive nights…i don’t know what to think. I thought i was in love with someone else but where did you come from??!! I won’t deny that you’re perfect or as perfect as can be for me! Because i still have ask myself, i’m not in love with you yet.. But i feel something when i dream about you, i hope my questions will be answered.


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Forget Me

I’m sorry for what I’m about to do to you.
But I can’t do this anymore.
It’s too hard.
Too unhealthy.
Please just know that this isn’t for forever.
It’s for now.
And that’s the only thing that’s going to keep me sane.
The only thing that’s going to get me through this.
The notion that one day, someday, we will be together.
Just not right now.
Not for a long time.
I love you.
So much.
But you have to do me a huge favor.
Forget me.

Please.


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Why Didn’t You Wait?

Dear Grandpa,

I thought you loved me? My mom always sent you letters about me, sent the pictures that I drew for you. I thought you wanted to meet me? Neither side of the family could afford to fly home to Asia on a regular basis but when we got the news we made arrangements. We scraped up every spare dollar that we could to fly out there. I was only 8, how come you couldn’t hold on for me?

I know you were sick, that’s why I was flying out to see you with my mom. I was on the plane when you finally let go. I was so excited to meet you, and even though I’m 24 now, I still wish that I could have seen you alive at least once in my life.

I never got to ask you to tell me embarrassing stories about my mom. I never got to ask you about your life. I never got to ask if you were proud of me.

Are you watching over me now? Do you approve of the life I have chosen for myself? I guess I’ll never know, but I’ll continue on hoping that you can see the woman I’ve become.

I don’t care what anyone says, losing you hit me hard even though I never met you. Even though I don’t show it most of the time.

I miss you a lot.

Love always,

Your granddaughter.


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