I’m so happy. Please, be happy with him. I’m begging you. I, in all honesty, want you to be happy. Please, please, please be happy. I hold no grudge against you for anything, which is weird. I probably should, but I don’t. I’m trying my best to be happy. I just hope you are too.
Read more →Dear God, What happened to us? We used to be so close. I trust you with my whole heart, but I’m wondering, why am I so unhappy? Why have I been treated for depression, anxiety? Why do i see a therapist for self-harm? Why did I try to end it all, and end up in
Read more →CB, I could write a long letter telling you how much I despise you for everything you did to me but I’ll just keep it short and say this. You hurt me more than anyone else ever has and though I should have known better I took the chance because that’s how much I loved
Read more →A couple weeks before that night, my mom told me I should write you a letter. Just to remind you that I love you and make you smile. I started the letter, but I couldn’t finish. I decided to go visit you, and tell you in person. But now, I kind of wish I would
Read more →Dear Tommy, You took my virginity 3 years ago. So for 3 years I have had some sort of feelings for you whether you knew it or not. I came to say goodbye to you before you deployed because you said you loved me. While you were gone, we talked a whole lot. You made
Read more →Dear mom, fuck you. to the woman who has called me a bitch for so long, criticized everything I do, yelled and screamed endlessly, and never ever felt proud for being the mother of a 4.0 honors student, a varsity athlete and an advanced musician. To the woman who refused to see anything but failure
Read more →You slut. I know that you have been head over heels for him for 2 years now, but that does not mean that you should settle for friends with benefits. I KNOW it’s not the usual kind. I know he makes it feel like he loves you, and he cuddles with you, and most importantly
Read more →I hate being alone. Not like “single” relationship alone. Like alone, by myself and no one to talk to. My brain goes on overdrive and I’d rather not deal with that.
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