July 2010
Thank you everyone that is following me, there is quite a few of you that I know near nothing about. Anyone have anything to say or ask me?
Dear Dad,
If I turn out to be half like you I will feel a giant accomplishment in life. You have been the one rock in my life, when things with mom were horrible you were there for me. You had money but you weren’t the kind to toss it around, you are quite shy about it actually I hope that I can take that humbleness from you. You have had such a bad love life and you went through it all with your head held high. You never let a woman make you feel down, or if they did you didn’t show it. You work so hard for everything you do; you never do anything half ass. I love that you would drop everything to help me if I needed it but you wouldn’t give me everything for free so I didn’t become spoiled. You are always there when I need help with my car or moving or frankly anything. But by far you are the best listener ever.
Dear Mom,
There are days when I cannot stand you, and what you did to my sisters and I. I hate the traits that I have taken from you. It terrifies me everyday that I am going to turn out half like you. There are days when we get along great and have really meaningful conversations but we fight a lot. I think the fact that we no longer live together has helped us not kill each other. I wish you had more self confidence and didn’t always need a man in your life. I hate what your mother did to you and your sisters, no one should have been treated the way you were. I guess there is a part of me that will always love you even if you drive me bat shit crazy.
I don’t have a best friend anymore, not since I moved away.
…..,
I hate that we arent friends anymore. I have dreams all the time that I run into you and tell you how I’ve been thinking about you, we end up being friends again. Almost as good as we were before. But I cant talk to you anymore. You chose my sister over me in a time when it was not your business or place. I miss how we would lay together in your bed at 2am on a school night talking. I’m sorry I would get so irritated with you and tell you to shut up and leave me alone. I hope you know that you were a good friend once. You were the one person that I could tell anything to, and you didn’t judge until the end. I had always wondered if you felt anything more for me and in the end you told me after a drunk night over sour puss and coconut rum. I miss you every day.
i’m going to attempt this letter project that i found on loveyourchaos’ tumblr. we’ll see how it goes. :)
30 Letter Project
Day 1 — Your Best Friend
Day 2 — Your Crush
Day 3 — Your parents
Day 4 — Your sibling (or closest relative)
Day 5 — Your dreams
Day 6 — A stranger
Day 7 — Your Ex-boyfriend/girlfriend/love/crush
Day 8 — Your favorite internet friend
Day 9 — Someone you wish you could meet
Day 10 — Someone you don’t talk to as much as you’d like to
Day 11 — A Deceased person you wish you could talk to
Day 12 — The person you hate most/caused you a lot of pain
Day 13 — Someone you wish could forgive you
Day 14 — Someone you’ve drifted away from
Day 15 — The person you miss the most
Day 16 — Someone that’s not in your state/country
Day 17 — Someone from your childhood
Day 18 — The person that you wish you could be
Day 19 — Someone that pesters your mind—good or bad
Day 20 — The one that broke your heart the hardest
Day 21 — Someone you judged by their first impression
Day 22 — Someone you want to give a second chance to
Day 23 — The last person you kissed
Day 24 — The person that gave you your favorite memory
Day 25 — The person you know that is going through the worst of times
Day 26 — The last person you made a pinky promise to
Day 27 — The friendliest person you knew for only one day
Day 28 — Someone that changed your life
Day 29 — The person that you want tell everything to, but too afraid to
Day 30 — Your reflection in the mirror
I am going to steal this from you love.
Ugh I have about two weeks worth of tumblr to catch up on.
doll,
i don’t know how we became friends. when you started following my blog over a year ago, i was terrified of you because you lived so close to me. i was convinced that your stats were actually sean until you started talking to me. now, i’m thrilled. i never expected our brief initial…
You are a horrible friend for not coming to visit me in my empty bath tub. So maybe you should fix that like right now!! I am so glad that I made that comment on your blog. I truly do love you as a friend, and know that I will be your lover if we are both 60 and without someone else. Promise.