Time changes everything.
by admin • July 26, 2012 • * Safe for Work *, Closure • 0 Comments
Remember when we were friends? Me neither. When people ask me, “why the k and c tattoo?” I answer “it’s my initials.” Good bye and good luck.
Read more →Remember when we were friends? Me neither. When people ask me, “why the k and c tattoo?” I answer “it’s my initials.” Good bye and good luck.
Read more →You know, I didn’t ask for this. You act as though you have some big decision to make when the only person twisting your arm is you. Someone should have told you that you can’t have your cake and eat it too, especially when it involves peoples feelings and their lives. You summoned me, I
Read more →No matter what happens, I will always feel the deepest gratitude and the greatest fortune for every day, every hour, every minute, every second that we’ve shared together. And I would never trade any of that time for anything in the universe. You are what’s most special to me in all of existence, and all
Read more →Dear Letters I’ll Never Send, You are a marvelous site. It’s great to see these letters physically and listen to them as I read. Being able to know that i’m not the only one who has experienced something tragic in my life brings relief. I am not a freak! But, I seem to have a
Read more →Your birthday is coming up. I won’t be sending you a message this year because I know you’ll be expecting it. This is all you get–an anonymous letter on a website you don’t even know exists. Happy birthday, Lover.
Read more →A dilemma we all have indeed; Things that our Hearts want, but is unreachable because of an accustomed lifestyle. It’s not normal now, You see, to want to become a painter because you simply want to, to want to become an astronaut, to become a magician, to become a house wife, to become a farmer,
Read more →Dear Kim, Well…it’s almost the begining of August. Seems so long ago since I last talked to you or heard from you. You’re on my mind an awful lot. Actually I think of you everyday. I must have written this letter by hand and on the computer over and over again to get it right.
Read more →I haven’t written a letter here in months, life got in the way as it always does when you least expect it. It is just after midnight here in Colorado and I am wide awake with this restless feeling–i need to vent, if only for a little bit. This year is going to be my
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