when you wake up early in the morning and sit on the edge of your bed like
Hurray for the b/w plus yellow palette.
i hate when i’m too comfortable around someone because then my brain thinks its ok to act weird but even then i end up being too weird
this is beautiful but also i dont wanna die
Dear girlfriend/boyfriend, (spouse-chan) you’re a massive gay. Thank you for moving to another continent just to be with me, thank you for facing your family, and thank you for marrying me. I tell you every day that I love you, and I mean it every time. Thank you for taking care of me when I can’t take care of myself, I can’t put into words how much this means to me. I’m sorry I can’t do much in return except maybe for lying on the floor making pterodactyl noises… You’re so tolerant, so accepting of my friend crushes and odd feelings about things, I know I chose the right babe to be mine for all the evers. I wasn’t sure if I should write about you in the best friend one, since our relationship is pretty fucking intense and weird… I adore how open we are about things, and how well we communicate. Even when we don’t communicate properly, it doesn’t take long for one of us to realize what the hell is going on and we still haven’t had a “proper” fight. You make me feel special and valued, even after all these years. Don’t push yourself too hard, I’d still love you just as much even if you did half of what you do.
Dear person I like, you’re so different. You’re mature despite being younger, funny, caring and loving, and I love it when you come over. I’m sorry for zoning out a lot while you talk, and I can assure you that I do the same whenever Oka or Aetheyr talks, no matter how interesting it is. I just feel extra bad when it happens to you, I guess. I’m so grateful for everything you do, days are always extra special when you make us meals! I adore your boyfriend, and I hope he gives you what you deserve even when we’re not watching. I wish people didn’t push you around so much, didn’t take advantage of you without a trace of shame or repayment. So many people do this, and you know how we feel about it. You always shine so brightly, and we can definitely tell when something bad has happened. I hope you can live on your island surrounded by cats one day.
Oh gosh, so many of these! Thanks, guys! They’re really… therapeutic, aha.
Dear person I’m jealous of, I….. I don’t think I’m jealous of anyone in particular… I mean, if I see someone with an adorable dog, I want it, but I don’t feel jealous. People want and have different things for different reasons, and despite what they’ve got they probably still have their own problems. I don’t know, I don’t feel jealous very much… Sorry!!
Dear Person I hate, there are several of you, though I only know the names of two who shattered our family. Dear number one, you’re the worst of the worst. Abusive, manipulative, physical to get your way, as well as a lazy slob. I hate that I was too weak, too young, to stop you when you mistreated my mother. I hate that you went to me, manipulating me into telling my mother everything would be better if we left the shelter to stay with you again. You’re disgusting, but at least I learned not to trust anyone after you finally left. I still feel guilty and ashamed whenever I draw animals because of your fucking comments.
Dear number 2, I thought you were kind at first. Of course, most people expect a step-parent to be mean like in the movies, but I was too young to understand this complex at the time. I learned this the hard way. My brother grew up without a father because you wouldn’t let him even send labelled presents for Christmas, much less speak to him on the phone. This was awkward at first, but then you did the exact same thing to me and my sister. When I text my father’s phone, I want to speak to him, not be brushed aside by you. I try to be civil for my father’s sake when we meet, but your comments are so damned hurtful. I miss my father, and I wish I could meet him more than once a year or whenever he dares to rush to my place during his lunch breaks without you knowing. I hope your disease won’t kill you, I know it would break my father’s heart.
Dear best friend, you’re absolutely adorable. And an asshole, which makes you even more adorable. I know you feel very insecure sometimes because of how people interpret your senpai personality, but those that matter know that you’re an amazing person. I thought you wouldn’t be interested in me anymore after I got sick like many people did, but you stick up for me even more than ever now! You’re like this big scary guard dog that loves to cuddle in secret, and I love that I can put you in your place- and you me whenever our personalities clash. You’ve helped me grow as a person. You point out when people are treating me like a lesser being, and you don’t side with me when I’m in the wrong. I’m eternally grateful for that.
Dear person I had a crush on, fuck you. I’m not angry that I fell in love with you, you were incredibly funny and handsome. I’m angry that you took advantage of me and my insecurities, didn’t respect my fears in the least and used me, humiliated me, and still, to this day, tell people that it didn’t work out because of me. You knew so damned well that I had issues with men, but still chose to stalk me, text and call me continuously 24/7 and grope me even when I asked you to stop. I’m so fucking glad I stood up for myself when you wanted your dick touched, and I really, really hope you’ve become a better person because your personality was absolutely disgusting. I still shudder when I see your cosplay pictures rollin around on tumblr, with girls squealing with joy at your bare chest. If only they knew.
Dear ex girlfriend, I hope you’re doing better. I don’t know how someone who insists that they’re selfless and kind can be so blind. Although you could be sweet, you were very destructive to those around you, abusive even, and I hate that I didn’t pick up on it sooner. I know you have medical issues, but… seriously. In my opinion, you’re selfish. People have their own lives, even girlfriends. Threatening suicide because your girlfriend needs to go to bed or work after hours of chatting when you were completely fine two minutes ago is NOT okay and lead to countless sleepless nights and sanity checks. We take suicide seriously. It’s not something you wave around for attention because you want to keep chatting. I have no sympathy for that shit. Again, I hope you’re doing better and that whoever you decide to spend your life with won’t be so easily manipulated.
Dear Santa, I’m sorry I called you out when I was 6. I thought you were my father in a costume, but the next year when you showed up and my mom and dad were both there- I nearly shat myself. Thank you.
Dear past self, you were a total weeb and I’m both so ashamed and proud of you. You could have ended it on several occasions, but you kept going despite everything that was happening around you. Thank you for always waiting for things to get better, and brushing your teeth every day. I’m still using them. I only wish you were more kind to your mother and grew some balls earlier, but hey. Things take time and hormones are shit.