Dear Asshole,

Don't do this to me. I can't take it. I can't just learn to begin to trust someone, and then find out they leave. My life is not fucking bullshit. Don't tell me that it is, because I don't believe you. I can live my life the way I want it, and if you have a problem with it, then YOU come here and fix it, because I don't have to if I don't think its possible or if I don't want to.

I don't need someone to look beautiful. I want someone who will love me. Not someone who will be conceited about themselves. I am sorry for upsetting you, putting you through my bullshit.

From Bitch.

(NEW PERSON)

Dear Travis,

And now, Travis, I wish I was still talking to you. You always seemed to make me feel better, or at least got me mad to think straight. Sometimes I think that you actually did care about me, which did feel amazing at the time. I miss you, you know? I do agree, not talking to you probably did help a little, but it still would have been nice for you to tell me one last time that my hair is gross :P

From Kait.