LovenPeace

Dear you

Can you just help me out in this? It would make it so much easier, I'm tired of this.

Me

Dear you

I love you, and I wont you to be okay, please. I know you wont admit it, and I am the only one who sees it. Everyday that I see you, you've grown weaker and weaker, I cannot bare my life without you in it. I love you more then anything, you have been there for me since I was born. I cant think of a moment where you havent been there for me. I remember when I was a little girl and you were visiting me at my moms you would sit on the couch and suck in the torment of being company for my step dad. I would try to snuggle with you as if to send secret messages telepathically (Ive always used that word so many times as telepathetic i dont even remember how to spell it) to say "please take me away from here" I know you would try. And you would love my dog Charlie with me instead to keep me happy. I miss spending time with you, now that you work a stressful job you dont want to work. I know stress is killing you slowly, you have had much more in your life then anyone else could understand. I have so much respect for you, I could never be more proud to have you as a father. To have the smartest man on earth. Please, get better. Please. I dont know what I woudl do without you, I swear I am the only one that knows other then yourself. You send me mild hints in your eyes, and in your philosophical speaches that you and I have. Who will I have my intelligent talks with? Who will I learn everything I know from? Who will i seek legitimate advice from? All the advice I ever give to people are from you, you are my inspirations, and my motivation. I learn everything from you, everything I know. If you die, I will wish to not learn more, I would not want to play my music anymore, I would wish not to draw anymore, I would wish not to study anymore. I love you daddy. Please dont leave me, I know I have never been able to show how much I really love you, but I cant put it into words. I cant put it into context of any sort, I cannot even show you, I wish I could just let you feel it. I try to give off the vibe, I'm sure you catch it, but how do I know? I am so proud of you. If I ever had any other dad, I am certain I would never be as proud to have them as I am to have you.

Adelle

just an illusion

Dear You,

It was nice to see you in my dreams again after a while. Yeah, it feels nice now and I didn't wake up sad after these nice dreams. You were sweet and caring, as you used to be.

upd: no, I don't want to be friends with you: not now, not in the future. You perfectly know that I prefer to leave the past in the past.
Thanks for texting me, though. I'm still shocked.

ps. aaaaah, your texts make me smile. damn you.

love, me

Music Box

Dear You,

Stop fucking calling me ass. It's almost two in the morning. Leave me alone. For fucks sake. I said no. NO. Get it?! Leave me the hell alone, please.

Kirstin Carnage

Dear you,
I poured my heart into you, left myself completely vulnerable, and you just completely threw that aside for something a little easier and more willing to give itself up to the chase. I'm honestly disgusted the way you hop around, speaking your beautiful tricky words and then dropping me like it's nothing. I'm washing my hands of you. Both of you. You make me sick.
Good riddance,
K

Undead Pygmy

Dear Dad,

For the longest time, I've been telling people that you being dead has had no effect on me. I never knew you, after all. But, maybe that's why I feel a part of me has always been empty. I wish I did have a dad around when I was younger, and perhaps even now. Damn, I could use some 'fatherly' advice, you know?

Why'd you have to be a bastard and leave mom, huh? Was it because I wasn't born the right gender? Did you NOT want a kid? Did you just want to reproduce more demon spawn and leave? Was it my fault?
You told me why you weren't around, once. I told you I believed you, but really...I didn't. I still want to know WHY. Maybe I should have asked you in a harsher way. But, I guess I'll never know now.
You know, most of who I am is cause of you. Mom says I'm all you, which is weird since I've lived with her for, oh, my whole life? And you were never there. Maybe I have a couple of her quirks, but I dunno.

I miss you, and the times we never had. Is that so hard for me to say?

I want to say fuck you, but that wouldn't get me anywhere. I'll just hope for an afterlife and give you interrogational hell later.

Love, me.

Sadness

Dear you,
I have lost all respect for you. Thank you for showing your true colours and making me realize a lot of things.

me.

~river~

dear you.
what the hell is going on?
i hate being left hanging, i am not making an effort again, it is all up to you. i am not a desperate girl, if you can't be bothered there are others who will happily step into your place.
get your act together

just an illusion

dear you, its not that hard when you are mad, right? love, me

A Violent Emotion

Dear You,

I'm going to trust you because I love you. Okay, I'm IN love with you. Please don't make a fool out of me. Please. I have always been good to you.

Midnight Lullaby

Dear You:


Thank you for being so damn great. I smile every day because of you. You always make me laugh, even when I'm acting like a rabid dog wanting to bite everyone lol.

Thank you for your humbleness, for your kindness, for your way of reacting to things, but most of all, for your patience with me. I know I can be hard sometimes (well, all the time), but it's just that I feel I must carry a shield to protect me against the world, yet with you, I don't need it, because you are an honest person and I can see right through you, and that is very rare.

Thank you for the little details that make my day brighter. Thank you for understanding my crazy OCD and my method of organizing everything and having everything my way.

Thank you for lending me a shoulder to cry on and for sharing stupid jokes with me. Thank you for hanging out with me at Walmart and mess up with the toys they have and play with me. Lol.

Thank you for listening to me, for giving me advice, for cooking for me, for explaining how my car works, for playing video games with me, for letting me teach you stuff and for teaching me stuff too.

Thank you for listening to my crazy idea of buying every game console possible so that I could play retro games at your place and feel like a child again (we only need the Game Cube and we'll have the Nintendo collection!).

I could thank you all night, for a lot more, but honestly, thank you for just being you and for not hurting me and having my interest at best.

You are unlike any other and I treasure that.

Please, never change!!!

<3 -Jen