#lettersfromlyssa

[notsogeniusgirls]

Dear future me

Dear future me,

I'm not entirely sure what to say to you. All I know is that I hope you've made something of your life by now. It's taken long enough and you've screwed around enough. All people do is worry about you. And for what? It's not like you're the ideal friend, sister or even lover. Hell, what do you even know about love in the first place? How long can you keep on doing what you're doing anyway? I don't know, I guess I just want to know what's happened with my life. If I've lived to be very old, or if I've gotten myself killed. Wouldn't surprise. Don't think it would surprise anyone, really. I just hope you haven't end up throwing your whole life away for nothing. Especially not the people dearest to you. They've put up with their shit longer than they've ever had to. And I hope they know how much I appreciate that.

Take care and don't get yourself killed,

Lyssa

[notsogeniusgirls]

Dear person I like. Dear person I’m jealous of. Dear person I had a crush on. Dear thisiswherwestay. *whispers* Have some of them :P

hahaha thank you bubs

   Dear person I like.

I’m not sure why I like you so much, but I do. And to be honest, I don’t really mind. I used to be scared of this kind of thing. But with you it’s different. Like it doesn’t really matter that I could get hurt. Because when I’m with you, I just feel so happy that I can’t imagine I ever tried to stop myself from falling for you. All I know is, you mean the world to me and I never ever want to lose you,

Love, 

Natalie

   Dear person I’m jealous of.

You’re my friend and maybe I shouldn’t be jealous of you. But since you’re so goddamn perfect that even my brother seems to have only eyes for you, it’s hard not to be. I mean, it’s only going to make things worse. Because he’ll have someone to compare me to and keep telling me I should be more like. And it’s not that I hate you, I just hate that I can never live up to the kind of standards you live up to. I’m jealous because you’re everything that I’m not and I wish I was.

I’m sorry,

Lyssa.

  Dear person I had a crush on.

I had a little more than crush on you, to be honest. But goodness am I glad I’ve over you. You’re actually an asshole you know that? Well, I mean you probably know that already. But seriously. Just because you’re rich doesn’t give you the right to act like that. I hope you’re happy though, because I sure as hell don’t miss you

Natalie

  Dear thisiswherewestay,

Thank you for being such a sweetie to me

even though you claim you’re not as nice as you seem.

You’re awesome and our ships are the cutest things ever.

Stay cool bubs,

The Mun