you're like a breath of fresh air. i wish i was more like you. you're my role model. and i want to help you stand up to her.
i don't know what you're going through, but i hope when you reach the end, you're at least nicer.
(that goes for you, too)
my friends all say we like each other. i think you're funny. but i don't like you. you...i don't know. what's the word? embarrass me.
yeah. yeah, i used to like you a lot. i might fall in love with you this year. please let me down gently.
nope. i'm not excited that we have almost every class together. this teacher's pet thing is getting on my nerves.
i'm sorry if i'm annoying. i think you're a great teacher. you encourage me. but i don't exactly have the greatest personality. sorry if you don't want me in your class.
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
my mom asked me if we were best friends. i grunted. i think of you as my best friend, but if i told you that, i think you would be embarrased for me. you're my best friend. i'm not yours.
you don't care about her. you only care about the popular people. you don't let her be herself. i can't believe they let you do this.
i was waiting for my mum in the bathroom. you were yelling at your daughter. were you just in a bad mood?
i saw you in my grandmother's scrapbook. you were hitchhiking in alaska about ten years ago. did you ever find your destination?
we all have that stuff that needs to be said. but sometimes you can't say it to somebody's face. because you're scared, or they'll laugh at you, or you don't even know them. here are my anonymous letters. maybe they'll find the right people.