a little love letter =)
From the moment I saw you I knew there was something special about you. Almost 5 months into the relationship and I have never been happier. I couldn’t ask for a better boyfriend. You know just how to make me smile with the little things you do, like showing up to my job with ice cream, or my school with Starbucks and flowers. I am so lucky, and other girls know it too, and sometimes their jealousy will try to get in the way of us. But I’m so glad that our relationship is strong enough to get through that. I know I can call you at any time, any second of the day and you will answer for me, and it’s an amazing feeling. I also am SO proud of you. You have been through so much and you are turning your life around for the better; quitting cigarettes, getting motivated. Words can’t describe how proud I am. Thank you for all that you do for me, I doesn’t go unappriciated. I believe that people are brought into your life for a reason, and I think your purpose was to make me feel special and loved, and you’re doing an amazing job. You will always be in the heart. I love you with everything I have<3
-Always and Forever Yours,
Gabby
Now you know…
Do want to know why I’m so clingy? Because I have issues. I have emotional issues, trust issues, and abandoment issues. What am I doing wrong? They all promise me they will never leave me. “Forever and ever” they say, and then they leave. It’s not even about relationships, it’s also about friends. I have lost so many best friends over the years. I warn them. I warn them all before they get to close. “I am a handful,” I say, but they dont listen. They all tell me that they can handle me. And then what. Then they leave. Out of NOWHERE, they leave. I have three friends, my family and my boyfriend. And, that is enough for me. But I just don’t want to lose any of them. I am so used to it. I don’t want to wake up and have them be gone. I’m not paranoid. It’s just happened to me so many times before. That’s why when I call you and you don’t answer I keep calling. Four, Five, Six times. Over and Over I call, just to make sure you’re still there. Just to make sure you still love me. And when you finally answer, and yell at me to relax and not to call so many times, I don’t care. I’m happy that I got to hear your voice, EVEN if it’s yelling at me. And that’s why I get so crazy when we fight. I don’t want you to give up on me. That’s why i freak out and cry for hours. I don’t want to mess anything up. I somehow mess EVERYTHING up. I tell you I love you all the time becuase I don’t want you thinking that I don’t. I hope that when I tell you, you realize that you are my entire life, and without you, I’m not sure where I would be. That’s why when anybody, ANYBODY in the entire world says they love me I get so happy. Why? Becuase I don’t know if that will be the last time I hear it.
Mom, Dad, Giovanna, Daniella, Christopher <3 I love my family
Jordan, Sarah, Kate <3 I love my friends
Lex <3 I love my boyfriend
As If I didn’t have enough problems.
You say you understand but you don’t. You don’t and you never will. You have NO idea what living like this is like. As if I wasn’t going through enough my “best friends” have to go and talk about me behind my back. And when I ask them about it, they DENY it, and I forgive them. Forgive and forget…isn’t that what they say? But sometimes it is better NOT to forgive. Sometimes being the bigger person doesn’t work. I’m tired of being backstabbed and then having to apologize for absolutely nothing. I did nothing to you. I was a good friend. I stood up for you. I had your back, but obviously, you didn’t have mine. So after all of that, after ALL of that, I acted like everything was fine: I forgave and forgot. Like they say you should do. And then you crossed the line. How DARE you. You became best friends with my Enemies. Enemies that I have because I spoke my mind, and stood up for something that I beleive in. Enemies that ENJOY watching me suffer. And all because I spoke my mind…Well, I’m sorry for having a voice. I’m sorry for being my own person. No. Actually, I am not. I’m not sorry. You are a discusting excuse for a human being. How can you just stand there and watch while your “best friend” is bleeding? I used to think there was something wrong with me. But honestly? There is NOTHING wrong with me. There is something wrong with Society.
Base By: Jahrenesis
