Today I sat down with you, and I told you things I’ve never told anyone else ( Read more... )

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Dear You,

Before today it had been a very long time since I last thought about you...but learning what I did about you today utterly shook me despite the fact that not only were we not ever friends but despite my junior high memories being fuzzy af I do still remember you bullying the shit out of me (which, even all these years later still makes me ( Read more... )

Dear you,

It's strange to be writing to you. I think about you a lot, but this time it's different. I don't know why.

I miss you. I miss you so very much. I want to talk to you so badly. Tell you all the things that the last almost nine years have brought. There is so much to tell you.

I'm listening to one of your favorite bands. This one specific ( Read more... )

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Dear You,
Every time I think that you can't get any lower with how you've treated me for over a year now, you somehow manage to sink even lower. Whining to me that you're "hardly going to be able to talk to her for a week" when you've barely spoken to me for over a year despite us living together? Practically saying that you expect me to keep you ( Read more... )

Dear You,

I'm seriously starting to think that I'm not just imagining it but that I really do make you nervous for some odd reason. If it's the RBF and the fact that I don't really say much that's making you nervous around me, I promise it's just anxiety and how my face sits in a neutral position. If it's something else, well...idk what to do ( Read more... )

Dear You,
While I realize that it's an issue on my end versus an issue you're actually causing...I wish you weren't on my mind so much. Yeah, you're incredibly fucking hot, but you're also way out of my league and I seriously doubt you even remotely think of me in that way anyhow. Hopefully my brain calms the hell down about this before whenever I ( Read more... )