dear ex-boyfriend,

hey asshole. no, i’m joking. beneath your selfishness and your ‘depression’, you’re an ok guy. we had some good times, no we had some great times. you were a really good boyfriend when you wanted to be, and you made me feel special. but when you were suicidal i couldn’t take it, i couldn’t handle it. you’re no good with relationships, and i genuinely think that you need help. you pushed me away and made me feel useless. ending it was the best decision i ever made when it came to you, because now i couldn’t be happier. having you as an ex-boyfriend really does make me appreciate pete. i hope everything works out for you. thanks for the memories i guess?…

dear pete [crush/boyfriend],

i’m not sure what to write. i’ve written you letters before, but not one that i would share on my blog. so i’ll just state the obvious, i love you. we’re nearly four months, i’m not gonna say that’s ages. but you’ve always been there, from day one. there’s something about you that keeps taking me back, drawing me back to you. i couldn’t seem to stay away from you for more than a few weeks. i trust you with everything, i always have. i love our hugs, kisses, laughs, naps, days, intimates, tickles, studying, eating… our routine. you’re my everything. 

dear future self,

i hope you’re happy, i hope you’ve made good decisions in your life. i hope you’re making money within a job that you enjoy, i hope there’s not a lot of stress on you, i hope you have a partner who you love and who loves you, i hope you’re a good mum. please don’t still be pulling out your eyelashes, and please have shaken depression. like i said, be happy xxx