day fifteeen
dear person i miss the most,
its been a really long time since i’ve seen your face. a few years since i’ve been out to vegas, you don’t have a headstone to visit, but i’m not sure i could even go to it and see your name & the date without crying. i know mom-mom misses you so much. everytime i’m missing you, i always just talk to you. youre probably up there in heaven flying planes, or running around being young again. i know youre always here with me, and always will be. i love you pop-pop. </3
day fourteen
dear someone you’ve drifted away from,
ohh boy. where do i start with you? i love you. three words that have been the easiest to ever say to you. that summer…it was amazing. i know that no matter what, you’ll always be there watching out for me. i know i dragged you into that whole situation with him, and how he felt replaced, but i did it because i was fighting for you. he was jelous, and i let him be jelous. he wasnt as good as you, and one day he finally realized you treated me better. no we never went out, i’ve never kissed you more than cheek, and it will stay that way. youre the best older brother to her, you are the perfect amount of protective. a lot of people hate you, but i never could. and you should always know that. i love you a lot little boy. and i know ill always be your “kitty” even though i forget how that even started…you always will be one of my best friends.
day thirteen.
dear someone i wish could forgive me,
okay so here’s how it goes. i hate you. or at least i tell myself i do. all my guy friends hate you. & what you said hurt, but i don’t care. i want you to get punched, but i don’t. its like i wanna push you off a cliff & run to the bottom to catch you. i hate how we don’t talk. & how you just are so stubborn. i don’t think we’ll ever be friends like we used to be again, and i hate that so much. but…i guess it happens. you’ll always be my lidow boyyy. and now that we’re in the same school who knows…i hope you just make up your mind.
day twelve.
dear person who has caused you a lot of pain,
aww i could NEVER hate you. even if i tried. that summer, was the best summer of my life. i can’t even really remember everything that you did to hurt me, but it did hurt..more than anything. i still love you & always will. youre the best person to go to for venting or advice or just to talk. youre sweet to everyone. sometimes you say things i wish you wouldn’t but you really are the perfect guy & one day someone will find you & keep you forever, and ill smile & hug you & say i’m glad you finally found “the one” at your wedding. ill always be standing by you. always. call me whenever you need to, because even through everything you put me through, i couldn’t hate you. it’s just how you effect people. i love it. & i know when you look at me all you see if the pain, and the tears you watched. but don’t because i’m happy now…i forgive you.
day eleven.
dear deceased person i wish i could talk to,
i went on my first airplane ride to go and see you. all the way across the country, it was the best vacation i ever had, and the fact that i got to see you three weeks before you died was even better. i hadn’t seen you since i was very little. i kept all your postcards, and when im up really late at night and i’m upset, or feeling alone, i read them. i laugh & i cry & i smile. they make my day no matter what has happened. i love you, you are my world. when ever i do something bad i get that thought in my head asking me if you would be proud right now. as i’m writing this i know youre looking down on me smiling, because your little princess is doing really good these days. i got my braces off too…i wish you could see. you would love my smile, and smile along with me & play guitar and even sing if your i.v. tubes didnt get in the way. i love you, and i will never forget you. ever. thats a promise<3
day tennnnn
dear person i don’t talk to as much as i would like,
honestly, if i wanted to talk to you more, then i would. its just that i hate always iming you first, and texting you first. i know that it doesnt ever annoy you, you just love knowing that ill always talk to you first. so i would like to talk to you more, but i wont. i’m done with this. if you care about me so much, and don’t wanna lose me that much, then text me fuckin first. i know you’ll come around, just figure out what you want, then come talk to me.
day nineeeee…
dear person i wish i could meet,
ohh tom delonge (from blink 182) <3 your voice if my favorite. if i ever met you all i would want is for you to talk forever. i fall asleep to your voice every night, from angels & airwaves or blinkk, you are truely amazing. i was going to write this letter to chiodos, or jim carrey, since i love them too. but you are outstanding. i mean, who doesnt like blink? if they do, then whose there fuckin god? you are truely amazing and make every band you enter. i want to come see you in concert so bad. i wish you guys would go to warped, but i know that youre too famous too. its okay, youre on my bucket listtttt along with rise against<3 come to new jerseyyyy (;
mayday parade<3
photo by me.
day eighhttt.
dear favorite internet friend,
glennnnnnn<3 honestly, i think i will always remember how we met. hacking onto ty’s aim account and i.m.ing me saying, “wanna spoon” and i was bored so i went along with it, who knew that after two years, we would be best friends. we don’t hang out a lot in person, thats why im calling you my “internet friend” but when we do hang out, its hilarious. i could write a million words about you, i love the way you remember the day you i.m.ed me. may 22nd 2009. i love how you wouldnt tell me your name because you thought i would never talk to you again, how now you say its because you looked weird, but i know that you thought once i knew you were in sixth grade i would never say another word to you. i love the way you cared so much about telling me that you smoked because you didnt want me to be disapointed in you, the way you talk, the way you make me laugh, the way you send me the randomest youtube videos. i love everythinnng. youre two years younger than me, but i swear youre 16. i can’t wait until you come into high school, ill be driving, and you’ll be trying to steal my car (: we’ve had so many funny times and i’ve laughed soo much while i talk to you. i love how you stay up until 4 in the morning talking to me because you’d rather do that than sleep, and how you text me and say sing to me. i hate when we get into arguements, but i love you like my little brother. its because you are, you dont have to be blood to be family. ill always watch out for you, and i know you’ll do the same. i luhh you glennifer.<3
day seven…
dear ex-boyfriend,
we didnt technically go out, but we were together for over a month. i didnt love you, or anything. and we both don’t even know why we were together. but youre one of my bestttt friends now. youre hilarious when you get into fights with your parents, i looveee your brother<3 & i love it when you talk about how much you hate him. its funny how much miranda likes you & doesn’t ever say a wordd about it even though we know she would do anything for you. we’ve had some amazing times, and even though we dont hang out a lot, its still always fun to be around youuuu. billlllllllz ill always be hereee, maybe just because of steven, but ill be here (;
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