Dear SPK, I miss you so much right now. I can’t stop thinking about you. How you always make me happy. How your sweetness on my lips is so quenching. I don’t know how long it’s been since I last saw you, or tasted you. I honestly don’t know what to do with myself. You
Read more →RTE - Do you still love me? Do you ever think of me? Do you ever want to be with me still? I wish you would call me or contact me. I miss you all the time, everyday, with ever ounce. If the answers ‘no’ for these questions, give me a sign so I can
Read more →Kristen, I remember the day you were born…your huge bald head and blue eyes. It was instant love. I was old enough at the elder age of 13, to know then that I would always be in love. You have had to deal with so much at your young age. Being born during a divorce,
Read more →Of course, I don’t see you for months, and where do I run into you? When I’m on a date with another guy. I can’t lie…it felt great that YOU had to see ME with another guy. Really great. But that feeling didn’t last long… You know what really gets me?—–I want you. ALL OVER
Read more →If someone had told me I was going to take a yoga class a year ago, I would’ve laughed in their face. In fact, my best friend kept inviting me to join in on one of her classes in her town, and I did exactly that. I was not comfortable with the concept of me
Read more →Dear Christian, I actually do not mind if you read this letter, for I am writing it because it is the truth. The truth has finally set me free from you. I do not wish to be with you, despite the tie of the abortion, I now know how awful you are. I believe that
Read more →Dear I, I can’t stop thinking about you and the only thing that makes these feelings, this hurt, go away is alcohol. Dear Mom, The rape nightmares are back. I’m not okay. I’m not going to therapy because I don’t want you to know that I’m not okay. Dear Dad, He raped me and beat
Read more →For two years now, I have thought about that July 5th day. The day where I was stupid enough to tell you goodbye. The day when I lost my best friend. The day when I had no idea what I was doing. Yes, things were complicated. We were in two different states. You were working,
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