god i feel lame, but i want to do them too!
so...i like being a dirty theif and stealing everyone elses ideas. i think the chain went cory->kirsten->shibby->kt... but i dont know. i dont care. im doing it anyway[s].
dear you,
it makes me reallly mad how you pretend your life is worse than it is. i know that things can be bad, but i know they arent that bad. get over yourself and grow up. no one cares anymore.
dear you,
i really like you a lot, more than i think you know. but the way you treat me, like i hold no worth, sure can get old. eather get over yourself or im out of this. i dont know how much longer i can take it. right now, im at a breaking point.
dear you,
you are one of the best people i know. sometimes i envy you. i dont think you realize how great you are. you are so smart and so pretty and everyone likes you. i dont know how much you realize this and it makes me sad. i dont think you know how many times i wish i was you. if i was, maybe things would be easier.
dear you,
you are one of my best friends. i dont know if you know how much i love you. i wish that we could be together more. i dont know how you feel, but i know that i miss you. you are so smart and so ambitious and you work so hard. you are one person i evny. you are beautiful inside and out.
dear you,
i miss you more than anyone i know. it seems sometimes like you have up a wall. i wish i could break it down and things could be like they used to. you leave soon, and that upsets me so much. i dont know how good i am at showing you, but i count you among my best friends. when we dont talk, its one of the things i miss. you dont know this but i write in my journal at night about missing you. i wish things were the same, i wish things were back like they were. but wishes dont count for much, now do they?
dear you,
i think i am a bitch to you. you might not realize it, but i talk about you. im really sorry. i know im two-faced. i feel almost indebted to you for all you gave me. but, now i dont know how i feel about you. sometimes i like you and sometimes i want to hit you. you dont realize how annoying you can be sometimes. you can grate on my nerves like no one else sometimes. we are coming full circle reciently. i dont know what i feel like about this. our friendship may have run its course and run out.
dear you,
you are among my greatest friends i think. i can just be with you and be happy. but sometimes, you are too full of yourself. i think sometimes you just need to get over yourself. maybe everyone doesnt like you as much as you think. think twice.
dear you,
i dont know how you feel about me. i think our friendship started off stronger than it is now. i think i annoy you. im sorry, i guess. but not that much. you are a dick a lot of the time. i dont know if you realize it because you live in your own world sometimes. in that world, you reign surpreme. i think that you need to deflate your head and get over your huge ego. let people in and dont be so judgemental. sometimes, i dont like you at all, but i pretend i do.
dear you,
you are so awesome. you are one of the most genuine people i know. i am jealous of how happy your life is and how pure you remain. you are always so happy and beautiful. im so glad we are friends. thank you.
dear you,
as much as you deny being a slut, i dont believe you. sorry. i know you think to be a slut means to have sex a lot. im sorry my definition is different. to me, it means doing things with a lot of guys. im sorry you arent a virgin anymore. its really sad to me. i think you are so much better than that. i lie to you. i act like i love you. love might be too strong a word to use on you.
dear you,
you are a bitch. there isnt really another word for you. you are a snob and sometimes i hate you. get over yourself please. i really dislike you. i lie to you too. i dont want to be your friend. sorry.
dear you,
you make me so mad. dont spread shit about me constently and then act like we can be BFFs. i dont like you i never will. i can fake it really good though. you dont even know do you? im sorry. but i dont forgive easily. turn a huge group of people who judge me and impact my life against me and i wont turn back. sorry, bitch.
dear you,
i miss you but i doubt you miss me at all.
it sucks i cant do this except under an anonymous cover.
--shannon--
dear you,
it makes me reallly mad how you pretend your life is worse than it is. i know that things can be bad, but i know they arent that bad. get over yourself and grow up. no one cares anymore.
dear you,
i really like you a lot, more than i think you know. but the way you treat me, like i hold no worth, sure can get old. eather get over yourself or im out of this. i dont know how much longer i can take it. right now, im at a breaking point.
dear you,
you are one of the best people i know. sometimes i envy you. i dont think you realize how great you are. you are so smart and so pretty and everyone likes you. i dont know how much you realize this and it makes me sad. i dont think you know how many times i wish i was you. if i was, maybe things would be easier.
dear you,
you are one of my best friends. i dont know if you know how much i love you. i wish that we could be together more. i dont know how you feel, but i know that i miss you. you are so smart and so ambitious and you work so hard. you are one person i evny. you are beautiful inside and out.
dear you,
i miss you more than anyone i know. it seems sometimes like you have up a wall. i wish i could break it down and things could be like they used to. you leave soon, and that upsets me so much. i dont know how good i am at showing you, but i count you among my best friends. when we dont talk, its one of the things i miss. you dont know this but i write in my journal at night about missing you. i wish things were the same, i wish things were back like they were. but wishes dont count for much, now do they?
dear you,
i think i am a bitch to you. you might not realize it, but i talk about you. im really sorry. i know im two-faced. i feel almost indebted to you for all you gave me. but, now i dont know how i feel about you. sometimes i like you and sometimes i want to hit you. you dont realize how annoying you can be sometimes. you can grate on my nerves like no one else sometimes. we are coming full circle reciently. i dont know what i feel like about this. our friendship may have run its course and run out.
dear you,
you are among my greatest friends i think. i can just be with you and be happy. but sometimes, you are too full of yourself. i think sometimes you just need to get over yourself. maybe everyone doesnt like you as much as you think. think twice.
dear you,
i dont know how you feel about me. i think our friendship started off stronger than it is now. i think i annoy you. im sorry, i guess. but not that much. you are a dick a lot of the time. i dont know if you realize it because you live in your own world sometimes. in that world, you reign surpreme. i think that you need to deflate your head and get over your huge ego. let people in and dont be so judgemental. sometimes, i dont like you at all, but i pretend i do.
dear you,
you are so awesome. you are one of the most genuine people i know. i am jealous of how happy your life is and how pure you remain. you are always so happy and beautiful. im so glad we are friends. thank you.
dear you,
as much as you deny being a slut, i dont believe you. sorry. i know you think to be a slut means to have sex a lot. im sorry my definition is different. to me, it means doing things with a lot of guys. im sorry you arent a virgin anymore. its really sad to me. i think you are so much better than that. i lie to you. i act like i love you. love might be too strong a word to use on you.
dear you,
you are a bitch. there isnt really another word for you. you are a snob and sometimes i hate you. get over yourself please. i really dislike you. i lie to you too. i dont want to be your friend. sorry.
dear you,
you make me so mad. dont spread shit about me constently and then act like we can be BFFs. i dont like you i never will. i can fake it really good though. you dont even know do you? im sorry. but i dont forgive easily. turn a huge group of people who judge me and impact my life against me and i wont turn back. sorry, bitch.
dear you,
i miss you but i doubt you miss me at all.
it sucks i cant do this except under an anonymous cover.
--shannon--