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Dear dad,

Thank you for being there for me, thank you for no only being a father, but also having to be my ‘mother’ as well, you know? Showing me a ‘mothers’ love. I mean, it wasn’t the same…but you tried, and that honestly gave me life, gave me the reason to move forward from the bad times— and live on to the goods. I know lately we’ve actually…been having issues with each other, again. Six years ago… I divorced with Jessica. … and you didn’t take that news very well, somehow you still hold it against me? Even if it wasn’t my fault…

I can see why you hate the idea of divorce. Two people who are in love, who vowed to love each other no matter what, under the roof of God— with god as their witness. I understand that, i can honestly say….i didn’t want to get a divorce, but that would mean having to be unhappy for the rest of my life with her….would you really want that? Actually… don’t answer that, i’m afraid of your answer…. because…i know…what your answer is already. And… i can be honest… it fucking hurts. It…hurts so bad, you don’t even understand. Here i thought losing mom was enough to kill me—- but the fact you would want me to be with someone, even if i didn’t love them anymore, even if i wasn’t happy…kills me just as much. Because basically, you don’t give a shit about my happiness.

Also Dad, i’m fucking scared. I needa tell you something big….it’s…big to me, and i know it’s going to be huge to you. With you being a hardcore—Christian, i can honestly say…you might actually hate me after this.

Dad….. I think….I think i like..guys? Or…not guys—- but a guy. He works… down at the E’, you’ve seen him before, probably met the guy too…. i don’t remember. Ash talks about him a lot. It’s his new favorite wrestler? Well…yeah… him. I think…i … like him? I mean—- i can’t help it… Dad. It’s—- it’s my feelings? I can’t stop my heart from wanting something, it’s not my fault… fuck..

I can already hear you calling me a ‘faggot’….i can already hear you saying ‘it’s a sin—-’ I can….hear it all…. I know you hate gays dad.

But….just remember i’m your son….and i love you…i’m…your only son actually. Please….don’t….hate me because of this…

Don’t hate him. It’s….it’s not his fault…..

I just…. i….i’m sorry dad.

#dear;#lunaticmutt

Dear girlfriend (Kitten):

Dear Kitten,

How are you, my dear? I'm hoping my lil' kitten is doing wonderful and is missing me just as much as i miss her. Though i trust that you do, eh? My lil' kitten so pure, so loving... how i wish i can make you completely mine. But wait? I can. I know you enough to know you wouldn't mind belonging to me. Though you already do belong to me.... which is a good thing for Kitten.

You're precious so me, you're my lovely lil sweet thing i adore. Sometimes i feel like skipping the levels of our relationship and start hitting the wedding, but of course, Kitten wouldn't want that, right? Pretty sure Kitten would like to wait for the right moment to get the grand prize from me. A ring to wear. A ring to prove that i'm yours. One day, I promise, Kitten. It's gonna happen to you. We'll live happily ever after, and i will tell you 'you're pretty', every day, cause i know how much you like that, don't you?

You are very important to me, Kitten. You are everything to me. I don't need to tell you twice, i adore you. I wanna spoil you. Which i will, because i will not allow Kitten to stop me, okay? If you promise to be a good Kitten,

I promise to give you whatever your lil' heart desires the most, okay? My dearest kitten. My pet~

Remember, Chris adores you.

#dear;#gildedinglamourx

Dear ex boyfriend, ( chicagomisfit )

Dear Phillip,

Where do i even fucking start? Do you miss me? Do you think about me from time to time, at all? The way i think about you? Do you miss the good old days, with you and I? Cause…i do— i mean, you’re my— you were my everything. You mean the world to me. You know that, right? I would give up the world, just to be with you, again. I always wanted to ask you this, but I just didn’t know ‘how to?’ Or in a way, i just didn’t know how to bring it up..without sending you off running. Do you.. still feel the same way about me? Like..do you still…care about me, love me? Like i do?

Am i allowed to feel this way about you? Or….is that…wrong of me? I feel like…i don’t have the right to feel for you because of all the wrongs I did. I fucked up, big time…i messed up… I….led you down another road— when i was suppose to be leading you the right way. To happiness. I failed you so bad, i fucking hate myself for it. I sometimes wonder….if you hate me. And honestly wish you would/could— did. I want you to hate me. I want you to tell me i’m worthless, i’m nothing. That i am trash— i don’t deserve you. Do you hate me? Do you? Fuck, Phil…. why didn’t you— i just…

Why did i fucking mess up? Why did i have to fuck up this shit for us? We had so much going on….we had something good? I honestly thought we’d end up getting married someday? The kids always ask about you…. i haven’t told them…. haven’t told them that you aren’t in our lives anymore. How can I? They love you to death…i’m not ready to break their hearts…. i already broke yours…i’m not ready to break another..

Phil….i love you…i’m. sorry…

#chicagomisfit #Anonymous #dear;#punk verse;

Dear mom

Dear mom,

Thank you for everything, and i mean everything you’ve taught me when i was just a little boy. You taught me to love myself, to love those around me, you taught me to face my fears, to never back down. Follow my dreams and make them come true. If someone tells me i can’t do it—- you taught me to prove it to them. Prove to them, that i can do it. That i can do anything. I love you, I miss you…. i just wish you were here with me, right now. I wish you were there to watch my Career as a wrestler Blossom into something beautiful. If anything, i can honestly say to you that i, am the best at what i do, mom. I became one of the top wrestlers, i did it! I fished for my dreams, and i got it. Just like you told me to, remember? You gave me the greatest advice, and i followed them because i trust you. And i’m glad i did, i’m glad i followed them, if not? Where would i be right now? I remember telling you as a child that i wanted to be rockstar, you told me go for it. Do it. And... I did because you pushed me to do it, you pushed me-- shoved me and believed in me.

I wish you were here to see your grand kids, they've grown up so much, mom. I talk about you a lot with them, almost every day, they always ask me 'Where's grandma now?' And i tell them the same thing 'Watching over us, making sure we're safe.' And with those few words, they run off to bed, safe and sound. Why couldn't you....stay longer? Why couldn't you live forever, mommy? Why...? I just... i'll never understand why did you have to be taken away from me so early? ....I've grown so much, i have my own podcast, i wrote a few books-- mom...i'm a rockstar! I-- i'm everything. Aha, told you i was going to end up being everything known to man kind-- and you knew it as well. Thank you, thank you for being the most amazing, loving parent. If i could trade places with you, i would do it in a heart beat. I promise you that, i just love you, mom. And I really miss you....

I'll see you one day, kay? Watch over my kids for now when i'm not around.

#betterthanbagpipes #dear;