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just some messages to people:
the BFF: ughhhh you <3 thank god for you. i don’t even know what i’d do without you. i love that i can talk to you about anything knowing you won’t judge. that you’re a guy yet i don’t have to worry about looking pretty or acting like a lady with you. that i can send you hearts and tell you i love you without you misconstruing anything. that i can just be totally open, honest and free with you.. just completely me.
the…guy: um….yea i know it’s been a long time, and i know it’s awkward. but GOD i have the most fantastic daydreams where we’re as close as we used to be. i don’t even need us to be together. i know you’ve got a girlfriend. and i’m happy for you. she must be amazing if she got your attention. but if you would just TALK to me..it would make my life. you don’t even know the power you have over me…when you’re not even in my life anymore, and i know that i am very much out of yours.
the bitch: just do everyone a favor and go kill yourself, ok?
the girl i’m so jealous of: fdasfdahflafjlksfa it’s so unfair. you don’t deserve a single thing you have - a mom who’s constantly slaving away for you, friends who practically do all your work for you, a complete expensive wardrobe, an amazing boyfriend (whom you STOLE from your friend yet nobody said anything about it when you later judged someone for taking another guy). and to top it off you’ve got that perfect body without trying and that cute face that wins my friendship over even when i know deep down i hate you. you’re a horrible person and you don’t deserve any of it. you treat people like your slaves. you don’t talk to them unless you need something. and you NEVER return favors.
the ex bff: i miss you. i don’t see how you can stand her. why can’t you see how fake she is?
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“i’m happy you’re happy, but damn. what if…”
that’s exactly the way i feel about you, my dear. even though you’re not really “my dear”, nor were you ever, really, my anything. it’s just that we were so close. we were built up of so many maybes, almosts and whatifs that it’s just kind of tragic.
that time you asked me out, i said “i don’t know.”
that night at the dance, you almost tried again; almost told me you loved me.
that last day, you almost hugged me.
almost. so close, but still so far.
and i know it was over 3 years ago, but you were my first. the first guy who ever tried anything on me, and the first guy i ever loved. and it just ended so suddenly that i’ll never be able to get over it.
as robin scherbatsky says, “i’ll never get closure. closure doesn’t exist.” and that’s it. i’ve tried, tried, and tried again to forget you and forget all that we were.
but i just can’t.
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i’d talk to your schwantz any day, baby <3
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