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| Monday, July 6th, 2009 |
dear_you
[ baabaablack ]
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6:40p |
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dear you, I MISS YOU :( really.seriously.if i could just tell you what the hell i've been holding back for.. love,me dear you, CHEE BYEEEEeeeeeeee....thanks for yesterday!made me laugh like crazy,even though you tried not to be yourself by swearing and everything while playing dota! :) love,me dear brain, thank you SO much for today.you studied lots of maths eh? :) even though you had a headache halfway,you still see people around you studying like mad,and you never gave up!:) love you, me. dear you, please text me? :) love,me |
dear_you
[ ascend ]
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6:23a |
dear you, i guess i am excited for you but just sort of bummed too, because i thought for sure we'd be coming out to help again and it doesn't seem like that is going to happen probably ever again. especially if you're going to have 3 or more babies on your hands, you won't have time for others. and it sucks that you just don't keep in touch like you used to so we knew what was going on more. i guess i just feel bummed about where we all stand at this point, like we are gonna miss out on future stuff because you think you can handle it all solo. but then again, maybe you can. dear you, i wish you'd get over whatever it is you're going through because it has made a big kink in my working life. and there is nothing for you to be mad over. i thought you were better than petty things like these. aren't boys supposed to be less drama? i hope you write soon. dear you, i wonder how good you will actually be. you have me worried, to say the least. |
dear_you
[ iheartnovacaine ]
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3:27a |
Dear you, You're really starting to make me sick. I mean, first, you'd talk to me and I'd get stupidly happy. And if you touched me I got butterflies. And now I just get sick. I think about telling you how much and how hard I've fallen for you, and I don't even want to get out of bed. I don't care how pathetic or lame I am; it's true. Forget the fact that you've had so many failed relationships with the same type of girls - why not date another! Another girl that's so much younger than you she hardly knows better, she smokes, she hangs out with everyone you hate, she has big scene hair, she thinks she's a photographer, she has some stupid name, she's scene, she's an all around bitch and only listens to screamo and metal. I know I'm not musically inclined like you are, and I'm not skinny or that pretty, and I can be a general dumbass in certain subjects, but I just. I wanted a chance. You knew this girl for three damn days. I've liked you for almost 9 years, and I've known you for even longer. I WANT to tell you this - I even talked to your BEST FRIEND about how much I liked you - but it's hard. Some people say to just go for it, some people say it'll ruin everything. I think about it, and I feel sick and my heart races and I shake. I'm really, really scared. I don't have great self esteem, and I never really did. Why? Because I was always the kid that got made fun of, and all the boys said I was a cow. Now, how am I going to shake that after so many years? I can see WHY you wouldn't date me, and that just makes it all even worse. All I saw was this stupid tweet and I just sat here and cried. I asked all these people for advice, and then I went out of state, and before I can sit down to breathe, you have a new girlfriend. I thought you were looking for specifics in a girl because you were hurt so badly last time. Apparently not because you can turn around and date another carbon copy girl. I'm tired of being so lonely, and bitter. I hate looking at couples, being around them, and hearing about how in love everyone is. Part of me is happy, yeah, because I'd be a horrible friend if I wasn't. But I can't help but be upset and literally get this aching feeling in my chest when I'm around couples, or when I think about you. It's hard to wait around for something that I know will probably never happen, but it hurts even worse because it's all everything I want. I wish I didn't want to insert the word 'love' here, but I do, Sam Current Mood:  cynicalCurrent Music: Your Call x Secondhand Serenade |
hp_girlslash
[ sprawling_song ]
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7:36a |
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dear_you
[ shnayy ]
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1:38a |
Dear you, First off, I know that we weren't "friends" before you graduated, but WOW. Talk about change, huh? Dear you, I'm sorry to say that neither one of us wants to be your friend - he doesn't and I don't. I'm sure you're a great guy beneath all that underlying issue, but ... well, no. You've still got her, right? Dear best friend, Come back from California. I miss you a whole freakin' lot. |
omg_too_soon
[ krowface ]
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12:36a |
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| Sunday, July 5th, 2009 |
dear_you
[ darkalleygirl ]
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11:11p |
Dear B, I don't like the look of his entry at all. And your response to it is worse. Did you tell him about you and her and what happened between you? Is that why he was upset? Because he wasn't the first? Or because of who it was? Or for some other obscure reason? And why did you tell him? Have you slept with him? Somehow I doubt it. It sounds like you don't get to see him very often as is, and alone even less. But who knows. I certainly won't be asking you. And if his entry is about you, I hope you didn't stand by and let him call you a whore. So you see, I am perfectly allowed to worry about you. I hope you talked to the other parts of your trio at least. Someone who's not sure what she wants from you anymore, Me. Dear J, Stop telling me you're going to be home when you're not. Or just stop making plans over the plans you've already made with me. It sucks. Oh, and your request? Not so sure I can grant it. Especially with things like ditching me. Why should I let people know, when you don't even care enough about seeing me? Not quite sure what else to tell you right now, Me. Dear J, I hope everything is going well for you. I know boot camp isn't fun, but I know you're strong enough to get through it. I'm sorry I haven't written to you besides a couple words and signing the cards. I'm not good at writing letters about nothing. But I will send you cookies as soon as they allow it! Waiting to hear from you, Me. Current Mood:  frustrated |
dear_you
[ daffodilyellow ]
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10:12p |
Dear world, I am sick and tired of you not listening. There are so many people out there who are hurting, and because it's awkward, because it's difficult, you choose to ignore them. Don't you see that you're just making it worse? You just make them feel worse. You make me feel worse, and I hate it. I am so fucking tired of it. What do I have to do to get you to pay attention? No love, Me |
| Monday, July 6th, 2009 |
dear_you
[ kaosthestrange ]
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11:59a |
Dear you,Is making fun of me for liking your favourite daily activity? Yeah, sure, I really really like you. But what pisses me off a hell load, is the fact that you sit there, and laugh at me like I'm immature for having feelings for you when yours aren't "returned", or that you're "off the market" because you don't want to be in a relationship. Fair enough, I understand. But the fact that you keep rubbing it in my face, I really want to slap you for it. In April you asked me if we'd be anything more. I was in a relationship. I was ready to leave him for you, because I was being treated horribly. You were my saviour, and I thank you for getting me out of that relationship...a month later. But now, suddenly, your feelings have disapeared? I really don't understand. I've cried endlessly for you, but it means nothing to you. You don't even call me at all. What do your nudity games mean anyway? Am I meant to take them as a hint? Because, honestly, I'm ready to give up entirely on you. I want me & you to happen, I really do. But your mind games are messing with my head as it is, and I have more than enough going on upstairs, & I don't need you to fuck with me like last year. Explain, please? x. |
dear_you
[ whenimetsteve ]
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2:14a |
dear me, i'm sorry i dont know you very well. someone we're learning about in drama, jerzy wolorowski or something (that's worrying.) said that for an actor to really act, they must break themselves down and find their core being. (hey; this guy taught marilyn monroe and johnny depp. he knows his stuff, yeah?) well i dont know you very well at all. all i know is these stupid masks you put on to hide what you truly are. i'd like to promise to start letting you express who you are more, but i dont know if i can do that. yours truly, yourself. p.s i'm sorry it's so conceited to write to you, seeing as you are me. in the lack of a better phrase, lol. |
dear_you
[ fadeoutfeelings ]
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1:10a |
Dear you,
Tuesday is going to be amazing!
I can't wait to see you all again :)
Less than thirty six hours until my train leaves.
I'm not going to be able to sleep tomorrow.
I can't even sit still now, I'm that excited.
Not the only one either, it's amusing :)
Love you all,
- me |
| Sunday, July 5th, 2009 |
dear_you
[ firthy ]
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11:40p |
Dear You, I didn't mean to upset you. I'm truly sorry I did. Forgive me? Love, Firthy |
dear_you
[ tiedupinlondon ]
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4:57p |
dear brian (or is it bryan?), yeah, i've only known you for a day. but you're hot and i like you. i liked how you just talked to me and walked close to me and sat with me for no reason. i have one of those stupid day-one baby crushes on you. kinda cute right? i like the way you carry yourself and i want to get to know you. so what if you're a senior and i'm a freshman? it happens. you kinda suit the 'new' me. talk to me tuesday? yeah you better. love, your new co-worker |
silly_religion
[ ittmi ]
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3:32p |
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dear_you
[ hippie_land ]
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2:07p |
Dear Feet, Everyone laughs whenever I express my dislike for feet. Are they kidding that feet are not one of the DIRTIEST parts of the body? SERIOUSLY!? But when you itched, I didn't think of it. I've been getting bitten like nobody's business. NOW IT TURNS OUT THAT IT WASN'T A BITE!? WTF!? I have no idea what this shit is. If it's eczema, I'm going to cry. Oh wait, I've already been doing that because you're PAINFUL and UNSIGHTLY. I fucking hate you, FYI. |
omg_too_soon
[ just_you_wait ]
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2:53p |
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dear_you
[ magicallytragic ]
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1:29p |
Dear Heather, Stop your lying. We both know it. So just give it up! Sincerely, Your "BFFEAAFLNMAWBS" ~~~ Dear Josh, You don't need her. She's not good enough. You deserve better. Sincerely, Your ex secret admirer ~~~ Dear Mike, Don't promise it'll be different if it won't. I already know I can do this without you. It'll hurt like hell but I'll be fine in the end. Sincerely, Your girlfriend ~~~ Dear Mom and Dad, Yes, I'm back with him. I love him and want to be with him. He promises he'll change. I know you don't want to see me get hurt but it's my life. I just wish you guys didn't make me feel afraid to tell you. Sincerely, Your daughter ~~~ Dear God, Please let everything work out. I don't want anymore pain. Sincerely, Me |
omg_too_soon
[ broan33 ]
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11:46a |
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hp_girlslash
[ demzrulez ]
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5:34p |
Help
Sorry if this isn't allowed.
Im Looking for a Ginny/Luna fic. Luna asks Ginny to stay with her because she thinks she is under a spell as she keeps having weird dreams and waking up naked with a strange smell on her hands.
I think thats what happens and i can't find it anywhere. Any Suggestions? |
dear_you
[ baabaablack ]
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10:35p |
:/
dear me, you're awful.you didnt do much today :( and you're soooo procrastinating for art.START ON IT FOR FUCK'S SAKE! you have 2 more months :/ love, me dear you, i really dont blame you.its all not you or your friend's fault either. just...thanks.for whatever :/ love, me dear dota/WOW/other shit addictive games. you're awesome.really,fucking awesome. you make people so damn addicted. no love, me |
dear_you
[ revealintoomuch ]
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9:21a |
Dear Matt, I'm sorry that I've developed a minor crush on you even though you have a girlfriend. You are just the funniest and nicest person I know. I can't even begin to explain how I feel like we are so similar because we both are huge pervs when we're cracking jokes and things like that. But what really got me was when you're skinny freaking girlfriend went "wah I'm so fat" and you said "__, I don't care what you look like.. it's about what you think of yourself" And I don't know why but from the second you said that my thoughts of you changed. So I'm sorry I'm crushing on you. I wont tell any of our friends. Thanks for letting me get this off my chest, me |
dear_you
[ happyosb ]
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11:06a |
Dear Dad, No. You know what? I'm not going to let what you said affect me, I'm not. I don't need you to affirm me (I'm aware of the fact that that's probably not the right word, but the right word has momentarily slipped my mind). I have a lot of friends, real friends, who care about me, who accept me for who I am, and all the rest of my family love me and are proud of me. And I have mum, who has raised me far better than you could have ever wished to. I'm strong enough to know that what really matters is what I think about myself. What you think of me doesn't need to become my reality. And to be perfectly honest, you are in no position to comment. Do I wish you loved me? Yes. But I wish that you were able to love me, without me having to endlessly try to make you. This is your failing, not mine. It's your problem. And I promise that I will never put my future children through the same thing, they will never have to feel how I've felt in my seventeen years of life thanks to you. And you're right, you did bring me up badly. You were a terrible father. You were never around, you were selfish, you did what you wanted, not what was best for the family or your relationship with mum. And when you were here, you were angry, horrible, violent, I hated every second that you were around. I've spent my life wishing and crying, and hoping that you would just love me for who I am, not for how I make you look. I'm not you, I'm not a direct reflection of you, and I would be a sad person if I was. Unlike you, I have morals, I am trustworthy, I am nice, I have the capacity to love others. I don't need you. I honestly don't. I quite like who I am, without you. You were never around for most of my life anyway. I don't need you to love me, because I have mum. It's just a shame, because I thought things had got so much better. I guess it's true, people don't change. But just know, I'm not going to let anything you've said or done affect me anymore, it was never my fault, and I am better than to let it make me miserable or hold me back. That is all. Love, Your Only Child |
| Saturday, July 4th, 2009 |
dear_you
[ fascinoma ]
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1:46p |
Dear lover (again),
Dear person who has given me the most wonderful, passionate week of my 35 years, My feet didn't touch the earth for eight days, even as my stomach knotted. I don't know yet what role you will play in my life if any, even though we have been closer in a short amount of time than I've ever been to any human being. I know you don't seem to believe that I have never in my life moved this fast with someone, but I haven't. My feelings of stability have gone right out the window, because as soon as I saw you, I knew. And the other night - making love with you as your eyes never left mine, talking philosophy while curled on your shoulder, the delicious intimacy of the evening and morning, the way you stirred in the morning and said "hi" sweetly to get my attention. Falling asleep in your arms, an errand, chat over breakfast. Joking and idle chat interspersed with deep conversation - our way from the beginning. Locking eyes across the table - lingering glance. Falling silent. As I do what women are supposed to do and play my cards close to my chest, not act so enthusiastic, not contact you without you contacting me first, I die a little inside. And realize... I really never have given myself this freely before. Ever. You will either be a beautiful dream, a hope for the future or a wonderful, cherished memory. I promise to regret nothing, whatever happens. |
| Sunday, July 5th, 2009 |
dear_you
[ happyosb ]
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9:24a |
Dear Dad, I was happy, really happy. And then you had to go and say that. It makes me so angry and upset. How dare you say such a thing!? I thought you finally really loved me, I guess I was wrong. Love, Your Daughter. Dear You, This is the part that I wasn't expecting, at all. Especially not after I've liked you now for six months. But I should probably warn you that I suffer, and I mean suffer from want-what-I-can't-have syndrome. I know I like you, but I've not got a clue why. And I don't know if I'd really want to be with you, in a relationship? All we do is argue, how would that ever work? I couldn't imagine it working, we don't even have friendship as a base. I think maybe I just like the attention and this weird game we play. Yet when your name was mentioned yesterday, my heart started to go a bit faster. So...? Oh, I don't know. Fortunately you've still not been man enough to just tell me, so I've got time to figure this all out. Love, That Girl xxx Dear You, On the increasingly infrequent occasions when I get vaguely miserable about you, it's always in the dark of night, particularly if I'm in a car. I suppose it's because a lot of the times I was with you it was under those circumstances. I was happy, out with all my friends, I had been invited to three different things, and then on my way back I realised that I do kind of miss you. I miss our friendship, I miss our text conversations and hours of msn, sometimes phonecalls, and I miss seeing you in person. I miss our little jokes and just how easy it was to talk to you, I miss the way you cared about me and the way we tried to help each other, I miss your protectiveness and the way that somehow when I was talking to you nothing else mattered, I was just comfortable. I miss your silly ways and your mistypings, I miss the way it felt like I had known you forever. If we were still friends, I'd be telling you all about the boy I like now, though I'm certain you'd hate him, as you appeared to do with most boys that you heard me mention. Saying that, if we were still friends I might still like you, so maybe this loss of friendship was a blessing in disguise. I hate you. From, You Know. |
| Saturday, July 4th, 2009 |
omg_too_soon
[ leareth26 ]
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11:33p |
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