21.8.11

03 - my parents.

Dear Z&A

I love you both. I love you more than anything and anyone in the entire universe, and that love is never going to change. You raised me with so much love and care and have made me into the person I am today. Without you guys, I would be nothing. Really. I wouldn't exist if you guys didn't create me.

Dad, you're a happy-go-lucky kind of guy that is constantly goofing around. No matter what kind of a horrible mood I'm in, you always find some way to make me smile and laugh. That's one of your biggest talents. When I'm crying and broken-hearted, all you have to do is tell a little joke and I'll feel a million times better. I don't even care that most of your jokes are racist as hell, I still love them.

Mum, you may be a strict little woman that terrifies me half the time, but I know that that is for the best. Without your need for perfection, I definitely wouldn't have been what I am today. I definitely wouldn't be making the grades I make, or have the friends that I have now. And I thank you for that, I really do. I used to hate it, that you needed everything to be 100%. But now I can see that all you've really wanted was for me to be the best person I can be. I might not be there yet, but I'm on my way, and it's all thanks to you.

I've always been told that I've got your looks, Dad. Your family's big eyebrows, your jet black hair (ginger-y in the summers!) and your pale, pale skin. I've also got your incredible taste in music. You brought me up on Pink Floyd, The Beatles, Beck and The Offspring. Best. Music. Ever. Oh yeah, I've definitely got your sense of humor too. Can't forget about that.

When my friends meet you, Mum, they always ask me if I was adopted. Your skin is dark enough for you to be a Mexican, you have small eyes and light hair with perfect eyebrows. You're also the skinniest mom ever. You probably weigh like, 30 pounds less than me. The only thing that you and I have in common physically is our height. We both got the short end there. Literally. Even though we don't look alike, we share so much. We love fitness, we can't stand NOT reading, and we're listeners. Personality-wise, we're twins.

I love both of you. Always have, always will. Even though we fight all the time, it's just out of love, right? We never fight for long. I can't hold a grudge, and neither can you guys. It's just impossible. Someday I hope that I can make as good of a parent as you guys have... But I don't know if that could ever happen. In my dreams, I suppose.

they're kind of the best people i know.

Yeah, so that was all about my parents, Lisa and Greg.  Always feels weird to call them Mum and Dad because, well, I've never really called them that.  Since I learned to speak, actually, I called them by their real names.

Anyways, that was another letter.  I find it really good for venting, or just letting things out.  I don't really talk to people about how I feel, so this is basically perfect for me. 

Oh, and by the way, my three followers.... Hanging out with a super cute guy on Thursday... <3

19.8.11

02 - a crush.

Dear Y,

you don't exist.  you aren't anyone in the entire universe, right now.  you aren't the boy down the road, or the one who's locker is right next to mine.  you aren't that cute cashier at mcdonalds.  you definitely aren't the dreamy guy i met at camp.  you are none of those things, but you could be one day.  someday when you exist, you could be all of those things, and none of those things.  only time could tell.

you don't exist, but if you did, i would write you a million love like poems.  i would write of butterflies in my stomach and teardrops and your hair and every bone in your body that drives me crazy with like.  if you existed, i would draw you pictures of your favorite animal and just about anything that would remind me of you.  i'd draw you elephants even if you didn't like them, and they'd be dancing with joy because they'd be in your possession.  if you existed, you would be a whole playlist on my ipod.  it'd be cleverly named after some sort of inside joke that we had between us that no one else in the world would understand.  it'd be filled with songs like stuck on you and oh, it is love and deeper than the holler because all of those songs explain exactly how i feel about you.

you don't exist, but someday, you will.


yeah, that was my letter to a crush i don't have.  that is all. 

some of us can't love like yet.

13.8.11

01 - the friend.

Well, here's the start to my letter writing.  This one is for day one, to my best friend.  Course I'm not going to say who it is.  Might be a little easy to tell, however.  You'll find out at the end.

Dear X

I've never written a letter to you before, so I'm not really sure how I should start it off. You seem like the kind of guy that isn't a fan of letters. Luckily this is all typed up so that you don't have to complain about my horrible writing skills.

You're the best friend a girl could ever ask for, you know. You've been here for me for nearly five years now, and I don't know what I could do without you. No matter what, we've always been tight. No fight, big or small, could ever tear us apart. You hate mushy stuff, so I'm sorry about those three sentences. I'll try my best not to go too over-board.

I remember once, long ago, you told me that you would never date anyone until university. I absolutely despise that, because all I want to do is make fun of you for having a little crush, and I want to tease you about kissing and sex and everything that comes along with a serious relationship. I know I'll have to wait though, because you aren't quite ready for the world to view you differently yet (maybe).

You kind of make me really angry a lot of the time. I can't handle being around you for more than a few hours at a time. You're the annoying brother I never had. When I'm with you for more than three days, all I want to do is rip your head off. But I'm also super thankful that you've got my back. So, cheers to that.
I hope everything is going well in your life. You don't really talk about how you feel a lot of the time, so it's hard to tell what's happening with you. Even when your parents split up, you hardly said anything about how you felt. It seemed to not bother you at all... but I know it probably upset you a lot. It would upset me a lot, and many other people aswell. Oh well. Maybe someday you'll finally open up to me about your world. All I can do is hope.

X, you're incredible and funny and altogether the best friend I could have. I love you like a brother (sister) and that'll never change. You'll definitely be with me till the end.

Carly.

Yeah, that was my letter.  That's the picture of the best guy ever, by the way.  We're almost twins.    Miss that kid <3

12.8.11

thirty letters.

Well!  I've decided to do a little writing challenge.  All you have to do is write a letter every single day.  It gives you a theme and all that jazz.  Like, for example, the first ten letters i have to write are for as follows:

1.  your best friend.
2.  your crush.
3.  your parents.
4.  your sibling.
5.  your dreams (to your dreams or about your dreams?!)
6.  a stranger.
7.  your ex.

8.  favorite internet friend. 
9.  someone you wish you could meet.
10.  someone you don't talk to as often as youd like.


Soo yeah!  Those are the kind of things id be writing.  Well, people i'd be writing to.  Obviously I can't write to my sibling, since I don't have one.  I'd probably just write to one of my cats instead.  That'd be the easiest choice.  Unless that's already a writing prompt...  Shit, I guess I should check that.  Okay, nope.  I'm safe.  There aren't any for pets.  Woot!

Anyway, I guess I'll get started on that tomorrow.   I'll have to think of who i'll pick for my best friend.  Of course I won't say his name.  Or her name.  You never know.  Maybe it's not even a female or male.  Heh.  I'll surprise you alll, my lovely three followers.  Goodnight!