May 2010
1 post
Sometimes I still see your face when I’m walking through the halls to my next class. Sometimes I forget that you’re gone. It’s just so hard to comprehend that you’re dead. I wish I knew why you killed yourself. I love you. I always will. I’m so sorry that I wasn’t enough. I failed. You’ve saved me so many times. and I couldn’t even save you from...
April 2010
2 posts
to a girl who is not in love with anyone or anything except rivers and mountains,
…
— from a boy who is neither a river nor a mountain
I miss being your best friend…
March 2010
2 posts
When I told you I’d wait, I didn’t mean forever.
FUCK YOU. FUCK THIS. FUCK STRINGING ME ALONG. FUCK YOUR LIES. FUCK YOUR MIND GAMES. FUCK YOUR BULLSHIT. FUCK YOUR JEALOUSY. FUCK MY JEALOUSY. FUCK MY FEELINGS. FUCK FEELINGS FADING. FUCK WAITING. FUCK GIVING UP. FUCK YOUR NERVES. FUCK BEING SHY. FUCK YOUR FRIENDS. FUCK YOU.
February 2010
3 posts
s,
I couldn’t love you because I can’t stop thinking about him. I’m so sorry.
— a
Manhattan / Brown,
So, you know how there’s always that one person in your life that you never really get over, no matter how much time passes?
Yeah…
— Bluffs / Pierre.
Castle boy,
The love we never made still haunts me. I hope it’s still haunting you, too.
— Castle girl
January 2010
2 posts
you,
why are you the way you are? i’ve thought it over so many times and i can’t figure you out. it hurts. if you know, please tell me and help me to make sense of you.
— me
n,
every single cell in our body is replaced every seven years. and by my calculations that means by october 2015 the person i will be will have never even touched you.
distance has widened and new things have grown in place. nothing is really forgotten but at this point it’s fluid. it’s taken me this long to encourage myself to stop wishing for a return or a sincere apology, to let...
you
have probably forgotten
me
December 2009
4 posts
2008,
you talked to me when it was a problem, and now that there’s nothing holding me back you won’t even look my way. just another example of your shitty, shitty timing.
— 2010
ClownDude,
i find it weird that i miss you. perhaps not you, since the you i invented never really existed … i just twisted who you used to be into what i wanted. you were my savior, the one who saved me from drowning and carried me on backs of giant swan wings, but only in my dreams and notebooks. in real life you were the obnoxious show off that everyone detested.
but i chose to like...
k,
BULLSHIT
— S
November 2009
14 posts
S,
K is so good to me, but no matter how hard I try it’s inevitable: I am going to hurt him because I can’t get over you.
— E
s,
i got spent on you.
— c
a story to tell,
i wrote a two page letter, front and back covered with words i couldn’t express aloud. i gave the letter to my best friend, at the time, to deliver it. my heart beat through my throat. the next day my crush stopped talking to me, i didn’t understand. my best friend told me she delivered it… two weeks later i found the letter folded in her dresser, and she said...
i’m falling apart, loving you. save me.
PEF,
Today, in geography class, my teacher suddenly started to speak about how the magnetic poles change direction, and that you can identify the age of a stone by checking the orientation of the minerals or something like that. This reminded me so much of you that I silently had to repeat the names of different dinosaurs just to keep myself from crying. I still think about your voice in my ear,...
You,
So, if you don’t date friends can I stop being your friend?
— Me
S,
You said you didn’t want to hurt me, I think that’s worse.
— W
Perfect, glowy & good kid,
Your eyes bore holes into my forehead, but my heart is what is hurting. Let me in or let me go.
— That girl with the hair
you,
i would ride the train into your heart, but the tickets cost too much.
— broke(n).
s,
I’m trying to move on. Actually, what I meant was: I’m giving up.
— a
D,
i give up. okay? you win. i don’t want to compete. i never wanted to compete about who’s happier or who’s better off. i give up on trying to be nice and trying to be friends. i don’t want to be nice. it’s hard being nice. i don’t want to be friends if it’s going to be this hard. it’s hard watching you self-destruct. it makes me feel like the person i liked died somewhere in between. i don’t...
Sandy Boy,
I walk past our old places. Our old memories. And know things are different. Miss you.
— SoJo Girl
E,
Isn’t it too bad that we didn’t do anything because we couldn’t jeopardize such a great friendship? We’re barely friends anymore, and we’re both still unhappy.
— P
yo,
what is your problem. we could have gone so far.
— you know who you are
October 2009
8 posts
All you had to do was tell me, you coward.
boy,
yeah obviously i think you do not like me like that. i just want to say that i really think you are beautiful and if i could peel you apart and kiss every wound away i would. you’re made of the stars and you’re too much for me to think of. i wish i didn’t meet you ever, watching you kiss her, my friend, broke my heart.
— boy
boii,
i used to have a countdown of when u would c me, and now i have a countdown of when ill move away and not c u with ur girlfriend
— ur best friend
s,
even with the distance, slowly wearing at your name, your hands still catch the light the right way and our hearts still beat the same.
— e
boy in the car next to me,
the expression on your face was so heart-breaking that i wanted to hop into your car and give you a hug. who knows, maybe i could’ve been the one who made you feel better.
— girl with the goofy sunglasses in the car next to you
Honey,
Look! Look! There’s like, a tiny little scar with your name on it.
— Bee
Hi there,
This is probably not the place for this, because I’m writing this to tell you that I’m finally over you. So you don’t have to be afraid anymore and we can be best friends again. Right? I’m sorry I went batshit crazy when you turned me down.
I also need your help with math again because without you I’m failing miserably.
Always, Your crazy best friend
b,
when i asked you to help me calculate the risk/reward of my theoretical crush on you, i was actually hoping for more than unknown variables.
— a
September 2009
13 posts
To the world.
…And sometimes, my tears just start strolling.
— Tired and sick of being the lost one.
S,
Stop confusing the heck out of me every day.
— J
o,
ok, well i cant keep this short. you stared at me constantly in class. you used to try to talk to me and sit nexr to me, you asked my name and even asked me to sit next to you. you asked me to come walk with you when you were going to take a paper to someone for the teacher. you put yourself so far out there, i see that in hindsight. but i have this weird thing where i think every time a guy...
J,
I’m sorry partying is more fun than being with me.
— C.
you,
even as the years go by, i find myself always going back to the time i was on my tiptoes and kissed you. i wish you would think about it too.
— me
conrad,
basically, it’s like this. I’m isabel, and I want you, but you don’t seem to want me. your best friend jeremiah wants me, but I don’t want him. when will you wake up and see that I’ve been waiting for you? that you break my heart everyday?
— isabel
quirky indie girl,
Walking the streets with you in your worn out jeans, I can’t help thinking this is how it ought to be. Laughing on the park bench thinking to myself: “Hey, isn’t this easy?”
And it is. Except for the part where you’re straight.
— sweet theater chick
Boy,
I miss you dearly. Not just in the romantic way, but because you have become a friend who I trust, confide in, admire, and adore.
Will you ever come back?
— S
S,
You’re unconsciously breaking my heart and I’m telling you subtly. Please learn how to take a hint.
— P
Dopey,
I know you don’t know, but why do you have to break my heart every single day?
— Sleepy
Where’s the relationship status button on Facebook for “heartbroken”?
— girl
?
To those who moved on,
Share your secret with me please?
— the one who keeps getting left behind
you said no.
August 2009
18 posts
broken boy,
i wish i was the one who finally fixed you.
love always, your good girl.