I’m nervous for you. I’m nervous for every day that comes, wondering if you are okay. I shouldn’t care. But I do. You shouldn’t let him do the things he does to you. But you do. You’re a lying and manipulative person. It makes me not trust you. I will always love you, but sometimes I know that I need to let you go. You cause unnecessary stress in my life, and I can’t deal with it.

You’re part of the reason why I don’t think families work, why ours didn’t.

I’m disappointed in the person you are,

Me.

I never meant to hurt you. I was never the person to stay for very long. I push people away and you expect them to leave; I guess it was bound to happen. It was sad though, how we just let go.

Love, Me.

I’m always going to support you no matter what. I messed up too many times to get back what we had, but I guess this is me trying to show you I know what I lost and I feel terrible. Never should I have treated you like I did, you deserve better than that. You know me and I hate being cold, but I will sit through the cold and get sick just for you. All because you mean that much to me. I’ll always be here even though I shouldn’t.

Love, the one who let you get away.

(Source: Theletterineversent)

I hope that one day I’ll find the courage to come out to all of you. I promise it won’t be bad and things won’t change. I’ll still be the person you’ve always known and loved. And I hope that when I do come out, that you’ll have the courage to accept me for who I am and always was.

Love, Me.

I’ve told people about us. I want to tell everyone. But I don’t know if you want to tell your family or friends. I don’t know if you like me enough. You’re too wonderful for me to let you go from best friend to stranger… I wish I could say it out loud. But you know I’m not like that. I’m not like that at all. I’m sorry that I’m terrible with my feelings.

Love, M.

As I’ve come to conclusion you’re a lying, manipulative, rude, disrespectful, stealing, mean, cocky bitch. You’ve deceived the ones who’ve actually cared for you, lied your way to getting what you want, made up shit just to get sympathy, and stole who knows what from who knows who. I cannot believe I used to call you my bestfriend, and honestly I’m very ashamed. Don’t think you’re all high and mighty as you are, because you’re not. Just because you’re having sex, dating, doing whatever with him doesn’t mean you’re “cool”. Nobody even knows who he is or what his name is.. So do us all a favor and stop spreading around shit to make your life nicer.

Sincerely, Your No Longer Friend.

(Source: Theletterineversent)