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[ xyour_suicidex ]
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9:20p |
Dear A,
I know i laughed when we fell for the same guy, but it's. not. funny. I'm pissed he picked you. I'm pissed no one wants me.
- your best friend. or whatever.
Dear Miss Mora,
I wonder if you know you are the cause for my anxiety attack tonight. Okay, maybe that's not fair. I forgot my book. I need to take responsibility. But if i think about having to tell you tomorrow I don't have my homework, i will throw up.
Coming back to this school was the worst idea I've ever had. I hate this.
Love, everyone's favorite student, drea. |
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[ xyour_suicidex ]
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9:20p |
DEAR JAUSH YOU FUCKING WA.
WHY ARE YOU SO GODDAMN OBLIVIOUS? OR MAYBE YOU'RE JUST SELF CENTERED.
Fuck you. Fuck Kat Varone. Have fun with your new best friend.
Don't think of this as jealousy, think of it as rejection, okay?
Love, your old best friend.
PS. Guess staying best friends at different schools was a load of shit, wasn't it? |
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[ beautyandthorns ]
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11:54p |
Dear Asshat that I hate to love,
For 6 years, you didn't have the balls to make a move. Hell, you barely got up the courage to tell me that you felt more than friendship. Maybe I was intimidating. But how intimidating can a 100-pound 15-year-old girl be? I grew out of my shyness, and once things started, I had no problem telling you how I felt. Once I knew what I wanted, I was not shy about making the first move, or making suggestive comments that I knew would hit home. Until suddenly, you weren't my old friend who loved me anymore, and you very swiftly made the jump to asshole guy just like every other who'd lied to and cheated on me. Then I wasn't shy either. I was forcefully distance. I made myself pull away from you, I spent time convincing myself that I was wrong, that I didn't really want you. Made the effort to regress to other boys, daydreaming about other men in an attempt to box away my feelings about you. And I was fine, really I was. I was fine until the very second we were within close proximity of each other. We talked as friends right up to the moment you looked at me and we had that spark. As always. For 6 years, you and I were both able to ignore and even deny the connection we had, the impossible attraction that wouldn't go away. And now, somehow, when it's the most amount of wrong attraction can be, you won't stop looking at me, and I can't ignore it anymore. You said and did nothing to move past friendship for 6 years, and now that you know I have feelings for you despite, not because of, who you are, you can't manage any amount of control. Despite the fact that you're the douchebag who keeps happening to me, and you know it, and don't seem to care.I can avoid your glances, keep my inappropriate tongue in cheek (with a multitude of meanings), turn my head when you hold my gaze, resist touch and close quarters. Yet, somehow, you persist, despite every inclination you have that reminds you how horrible you are for me. How did two people who used to be perfect for each other become entirely different people? How does a best and gallant guy friend become the next guy to screw me over? Without even blinking, you did it- you became the person we both hate. And I never wanted to hate you, no matter how our relationship worked out, because our friendship was always most important to me. I wish you would figure your ish out and return to the person I love, because I miss you. I even miss you as my best friend, because this pseudo-genuine version of him is not working for me. You should get on that so I can work on forgiving you. Right now, I can't.
Love always, Your most recent debacle
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