Liewe skoonma.
Vandag se ek vir jou dankie, dankie vir elke boodskappie slegs op kersfees en op my verjaarsdag en soms sommer na my man se foon
Dankie dat ek dan intussen daai gebeurtenisse nie werklik verder van jou hoor nie, dat jy nooit na ons huiskom vir koffie nie, dat jy my nooit bel sommer om net te hoor hoe dit gaan.
Dankie dat jy eerder verkies om jou seun soms n boodskap te stuur so nou en dan, tenminste dan dink hy dat jy darem aan hom ook dink
Dankie dat by familie gebeurtenise ons altyd laaste genooi word, en altyd laaste is om enigiets uittevind daarvan. En eintlik ook nooit eers gaan nie want ons voel nie welkom nie. Dankie daarvoor ook.
Jy weet jy spaar my eintlik baie moeite… ek kan aan niks aakliger dink as om n hele aand of dag in jou agteraf gesig vastekyk...
Broken Hearts
Its 8:09 am, Monday morning. I can hear the the music played by my friend upstairs I guess its "Love will keep us alive" and also I can hear the water from the faucet that were leaked a sound like a beat of a heart. I am sitting here in the dinning table, alone. Thinking whats going to happen today but, I realize what am I doing in this site. what is my purpose why I subscribe in this site.
It's funny cause one thing thing that pops up on my mind is your face. So, this letter is basically for you "my dear you". You know, I am secretly in love with you, when I woke up this morning I saw you lying on your bed with your phone and you look so happy with what you are watching. From that moment, I want to hug you or cuddle you and a part of me wanted you to say "Hi!" or "Good morning" to me...
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Dear Guy,
I'm going to preface this by saying I dont completely hate you. The simple fact of the matter is that if you didn't do what you did I wouldnt be able to call her my girlfriend right now. I know thats selfish but it is simply the truth. However that being said I will always hate you for breaking her heart into pieces so small that I cant put it all the way back together. I hate you for giving her trust issues that she can't set aside because people like you have used her, her whole life. I hate that my love for her has to be stifled because I can't move to quickly for fear of frightening her off. I hate that she can be happy with me one second and then something will remind her of you and put her back into that dark place. I know you said you were unhappy but the way in which...
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Dear me ,
You have survived. you have walked through all the hard times and here you are breathing . do you know how strong you are? do you even realise what all you've been through hasn't been an easy thing. You showed courage and love and compassion.
You cried and you wept. Maybe you stared into space for as long as you remember , hoping it was a dream when you awoke , but here you are , surviving . You are a fighter and you are amazing. You seem to inspire people around you with the kindness you have in your heart and the smile on your face even though it hurts every time you breathe. it shows how strong you are.
You may fall weak once in a while , but isn't that because you have been strong for a longer time? You can be strong and you can be happy . You can and you will be...
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To you:
When you left my house, nearly two weeks after we had broken up, eating my food, using my AC, Wi-Fi, watching my Netflix you could not even look me in the eye and say thank you or goodbye. Instead you thanked my roommate, who I was dropping off on my way to work, for “everything” and you wished her the best of luck. It was then I really realized that the year we spent together was a blip on your radar.
Honestly, I was the fool to believe in our “love” story. It was a shitty movie-like fairytale. We both were on the same walking tour in Moscow. Me an American, you an Austrian, about to study abroad in America. In the PG-tale I told people, I left out the part where we both got really drunk that same night we were partying in Moscow (white Russians in Russia, it was funnier...
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Before I decided to write this tonight, I made sure to send it few hours after the sunrise while you are well and looking forward for a great day.
I'd rather learn how to love people who chooses me than to put myself nowhere in your heart. I'm getting tired of fighting and giving up my heart in the end. This time I chose not to tolerate the pain, just too much. I cannot be in between. I don't want to be labeled as a relationship wrecker not even someone's on call. I know how love should understand but I opted not to. This is the first time that I closed my eyes from all the beautiful thoughts of you and focused on the moments when I broke my heart while holding onto you. I am feeling the real pain hidden for years. You with her in a situation I can't understand made me feel this....
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This isn't a letter to make anybody feel guilty. This is a letter for myself to find peace. With this broken heart of mine it's hard for me to express most of my feelings to human beings directly. I want to get this message to the man that broke my heart, yet, I'm still so in love with. We broke up almost a month ago, which seems like it's been years. I still remember the feeling of my stomach dropping when I could tell you were distancing yourself. Which was odd, because on the phone everything was normal. But when we weren't talking I knew inside that something wasn't right. I remember the day you actually left, without a reason. I remember the exact feeling and running to the bathroom to vomit and then lay in my bed and scream into my pillow with my makeup staining my pillow case. I...
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We bonded over our similarities. You understood where I came from and you were the same. In fact, our situations had been the same but we were different in too many ways.
I should've known that things were never going to be the same after I told you that I liked you. But the thing is, I lied. I was in love with you. The kind of love that I could see your faults but I didn't care, we could tell each other exactly what we were thinking but no matter the difference of opinion, we still offered our support. I was lying when I told you that he was my first love, because it was you. It was you and you didn't love me back. Even after I told you how I felt, you were there. You acted like nothing had ever happened. And so did I. I ignored it because I thought having you as a friend was better...
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There have been countless articles, posts and conversations about Chester Bennington’s suicide on 20 July 2017. I have read the outpouring of support for his family and friends, the articles on depression awareness as well as the saddening negative remarks of his death being selfish and how he was a coward in his act of suicide. The majority of the articles relate his suicide to his continuous battle with substance and alcohol abuse. This may be the truth in the immediate link but few will stop and call out the ‘seed’ that grew into a dark, hollow and scarred future. What led to his drug and alcohol addiction! What led him to want to so desperately want to escape life! Escape reality. To numb himself so much that he felt he could, just for a moment, cope with life. Chester was often open...
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Hi You,
This is the story of your life. As short as it was it was full of love.
I discovered you July 15th, 2017. I couldn't believe it at first. I wanted you so bad but I didn't believe you would happen yet. I was in total shock. I started dreaming of your future. You were coming at the perfect time. Five weeks before your Aunt Kaitlyn's wedding and three months before camp. I couldn't have asked for a better time.
But first I had to tell your Daddy you were here. I waited another day to be sure then put my plan into action.
Your sister took a nap that afternoon so I convinced your Daddy to let me run to town. I found a shirt for your sister... "I am the big sister" and a book "I'm a big sister".
I got home and your sister was up. I handed her the paper...
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