You’re leaving. And that’s probably for the best. On the most basic of levels I know that there is absolutely no way that anything could ever have happened. Even here, even now, on an anonymous website I can’t bring myself to say what I really want to say. Because what’s the use in wanting when
Read more →Dear first love, we were together for four years long distance and when we broke up it took you two weeks to get a new girlfriend. Five months later I still want to kick your ass, but this ones not for you. Dear guy I met online two weeks ago, I think I’m falling in
Read more →Why did he change his mind? After just days before begging for a second chance. He told me I was his world and that he thought about me every day at work and all night. He told me I was beautiful. Why did he change his mind? As soon as I fell for his stupid
Read more →Dear all those in love, Here’s a story on what I recently learned about love. The weird thing is…I didn’t feel anything. I had breakfast with my ex, who I broke up with because it was too hard to stay together. I still loved him… at least I thought I did. And we hung out
Read more →I don’t even know if this is a letter to myself, or to you (even though i know it won’t be read by you); but i think it may help put things in order, even though i may struggle what to put, trying to express my feelings… bleh. i know you don’t know me. i’m
Read more →RIGHT, HERE I GO. UPPERCASE BECAUSE I’M AN ANGRY ASS BITCH RIGHT NOW. SO, WHAT GIVES YOU AND YOUR OVER SIZED HEAD THE RIGHT TO RANDOMLY STOP SPEAKING TO ME? – AFTER EVERYTHING WE’VE BEEN THROUGH. YOU’VE LEFT ME HANGING LIKE A MONKEY FROM A TREE. I’M ASSUMING YOUR JEALOUS MOOSE OF A GIRLFRIEND HAS
Read more →“It’s always poor you” No, Poor YOU. Poor YOU for being so damn insecure. Poor YOU for saying I’m a bitch, brat, moron, idiot.. to the girl who YOU are SUPPOSEDLY want a future with. Poor YOU for having to figure out if you love me. When you know I LOVE you. “You’re the one
Read more →Dear Jordan, Where have you gone? I don’t really want to know; I just want to understand. Things used to be so fun for us. You’d line ‘em up and I’d knock ‘em down. We ran this pond, and the rest of the ocean was too scared to connect. Yeah, we were messed up –
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