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[a-different-time]

Hello. My name is Teegan.

I'm discontinuing this account.

You do not need my explanation, nor do I know you enough to feel you deserve it.

The only account I'm running now is @waitinguntildecember. Follow if you need.

[a-different-time]

The images that feel lonely are the ones I'm most thankful for.

[alligatorskins]

I'm sorry to ask around the holidays because everyone is typically tight on money, but I have no money for groceries because my boyfriend's paycheck isn't even enough to fully cover his bills, and Someone in the shared house got into the little bit of food we have. If you can spare anything, even $1, it'd be appreciated. I try to get the cheapest food that I can so I'm not asking for much, even just $5 can buy a 12 pack case of ramen.

C*shapp: $catalet

[waitinguntilnovember]

To You,

No other thought consumes me more than the greedy desire for love. What do I want? I want a horribly deep, agonizing devotion and loyalty kind of love. I want an understanding, sincere, longing hope kind of love. I want to be held so close that our hearts are only mere centimeters away, so close our skin has melted into one another. To put it all simply; I want someone to be obsessively, addictively, maniacally in love with me.

But not anybody, I want you to be in love with me.

-The Unsent Letters 18# ~(11/22/22)

[stuckinapril]

i have SO much going on right now i will literally be so proud of myself in like 6 months when i look back and realize how brave i was for making it through all this

[a-different-time]

i dont reblog much on this blog but literally yeah this is exactly whats going on

[a-different-time]

"You are my world, and oh my do I love my world."

-Tom's Thoughts, 11/27/22 11:43pm

[waitinguntilnovember]

"I could look at you for hours and listen for even longer."

-11/25/22, 2:10am

[a-different-time]

New smaller series! Look at the hashtag section on my pinned post for more information! (#toms thoughts, also in the hashtags below)

[a-different-time]

To You,

No other thought consumes me more than the greedy desire for love. What do I want? I want a horribly deep, agonizing devotion and loyalty kind of love. I want an understanding, sincere, longing hope kind of love. I want to be held so close that our hearts are only mere centimeters away, so close our skin has melted into one another. To put it all simply; I want someone to be obsessively, addictively, maniacally in love with me.

But not anybody, I want you to be in love with me.

-The Unsent Letters #18 ~(11/22/22)

[a-different-time]

I sit here tonight,

almost 11 o'clock PM.

I watch the clock,

it ticks,

again and

again.

Next, it is 1 o'clock AM.

Where has the time gone?

[a-different-time]

To You,

Today, I reread each note, letter, saying, poem I wrote about you. I can't help but think if I were to anonymously send them as a way to let go. I doubt it to work, seeing as my love and hope for you only grow at the sets of the day.

The past 16 letters were written in a flash of the moment, a hurry to give my jumbled brain a physical look. After I close the folds, I refuse to open them again. Until today, of course. I reread each word, every metaphor and distinct description with the memories flooding back to the day I wrote them. I remember my hurry, my hurt, the pain coming back to me, and my love for you being further set to stone. I remember why I had written each letter and word and my mindset behind it. I remind myself daily, the day will come when I move on. I am no pessimist, but I know I certainly lean more that way than to an optimist. I am more of a realist, I'd say. I can imagine, I may dream, but in my heart, I know there will never be a day in which you can truly love me. I close the 17th letter with acceptance.

-The Unsent Letters #17 ~(11/17/22)

[a-different-time]

To You,

My letters, these letters, feel desperate.

Now, they are growing.

15 letters in total. This is the fifteenth letter.

Will they get to 25? 45?

Will this ever end?

-The Unsent Letters #15 ~(11/7/22)

[a-different-time]

To You,

I know my love is that of a puppy.

Innocent, harmless, docile, sweet.

It looks that way, certainly, and although I know myself to be self-aware, it does not feel that way.

It feels so much more.

-The Unsent Letters #14 ~(11/6/22)

[waitinguntilnovember]

Hello all, I'm so sorry to say that I might stop posting for only a little while seeing as I've been busy for these last few weeks. I promise I'll still post, but only when I have the chance to <3 mostly it will be reblogs from here!! I love you all so much, and I hope you have a better day than it is right now <3

[a-different-time]

ill try and keep active as much as I can.

[waitinguntilnovember]

"I suspect I was never, without a doubt, hopeless; only frustrated in your silence. For I will be, always, in love. I have come to accept the grief bestowed upon me by your hand, but I do not blame you; how could I ever? I am a romantic, but it is useless to hope for love, which comes naturally as the tide rises. I suppose I must be unlovable, but never could I be stupid."

-11/9/22

[a-different-time]

The Rosy flames of Pride

and Tender hands of Greed

Two distressing acts;

is this Lust?

Or Envy?

Gluttony, only Gold

Wrath, a precious Glare

Sloth, we have only Lost.

-11/6/22

[a-different-time]

I'm writing additions daily to The Unsent Letters but they are all so personal to me that I can't post them without being uncomfortable. I'll try and get more out soon.

[waitinguntilnovember]

Do not underestimate how powerful

My love can be.

I would die in the worst

Possible ways,

Just

For you to continue on

To live your life

Without bother.

-Oct. 31st, 2022