#meme:letters

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Dear mom,

Do it.

I will write about the following, leave one in my ask box.

     Dear Momma, 

                            It’s been about a month since I came to visit and I’ve been missing you everyday, especially your beef empanadas, oh God what I would do just to have about thirty of them. I’m sorry for all the crap I put you through growing up, I was a little shit and I know it, I caused both you and Dad stress and I wish I really didn’t because you both didn’t need that.

 I’m really happy that you kicked me out of the house so young, it kicked my ass into gear and I wouldn’t be the woman that I am today without such a strong, awesome Mom and I know I never used to say that when I was growing up, but you’re awesome. You put up with my crap and even do know, I love getting those daily calls just to check if I’ve eaten or ironed my clothes.

Gosh, I miss you so much. I miss you cursing me out in Spanish and whopping my butt when I needed it. Thank you for being you and kicking ass at it too.

I love you so much, Mom, I really do.

        Love from your little shit, Claire x

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Dear future me,

Dear future me, 

                        Don't get yourself killed, knocked up or dating yet another werewolf, 'cause c'mon now bestiality is against all human laws. Oh, and try to cut down on the Chinese food, it'll eventually kill you...most likely...hopefully not.

                                 Love from, Allison.

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Q: Your guilty pleasure?

I really like Chinese food, that's a huge guilty pleasure of mine.

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✉~

My Dear Taemin, It is queer of me to ask you now for my forgiveness, knowing that I haven't enough time left in me to ever receive it, and it burdens me to know that I will depart this lifetime knowing that I could never truly apologise for all of my faults. Impatience has always been one of my virtues, and I fear that this has been the cause of much frustration to yourself. Furthermore, I am a simple man, with a simple mind, and understanding others, and the lines that should or shouldn't be crossed, has always been something that has bypassed me. There are so many times I wish I could grab you and hold you but you are so fragile, I fear I might crush you like a mere butterfly in a cold fist. I am sorry that I was never able to take good care of you as I wished to. The house - I want you to have it. Please take good care of it, do not neglect her as I am now neglecting you in my absence. Do not miss me, instead, take over the vacant spaces I leave behind. Fill the walls of the gallery with your drawings. I want to see them, even if you cannot see me. I will always be there, cheering you on when you are struggling, holding your hand and helping you through your life until you have no more need of it. I will never stop trying to look after you.You were always important to me.- Jongdae 

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✉ and please don't ever feed me your banana again

Dearest Bel Fiore, Persephone, how can I ever convey the the sorrow I feel in having to write this letter to you. Dying is not something I have ever feared nor held for granted. I have wished for this a thousand times a day, until I met you. You have changed me in more ways than I knew I had in me and you have touched my life like the first sunlight directed onto the frozen cover of snow that clutches the life of winter so tightly. I wish I could thank you properly; I wish I could repay the kindness and warmth you have taught me to feel, but there is nothing I can do. It is strange to think that we will not meet again - that I will see darkness and light, perhaps another life or maybe pure nothingness, that I will see death itself, but not you. Never again will I see the warm flush of your cheeks, the pink curl in your lips, the freckles in your eyes...But do not mourn me, dearest Percy, for I am not really gone. In the depths of winter, when your cheeks are rosy and your eyes flutter from the cold, should a single snowflake flutter down and settle a frosty kiss upon your nose, think of me. In the place in your heart where I once was, let there be no emptiness, no cobwebs and shadows but life and beauty that shines out of you - be happy in my absence, love yourself as I have loved you. I will always look over you. - Jongdae. 

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Dear Mom,

Dear Mother, I miss- I'm so sorry.  I'm so sorry I could never grow up to be a boy you could have been proud of. I miss you. I'm so sorry. I'm sorry I'm not with you where I should be, I'm sorry I can't join you there. What kind of Heaven is a place where you can't even find your own son? I'm so sorry I'm like this. I'm sorry I became like this. I miss you - I miss you every day, every day I can't -- there's not a second I don't think of you. I miss you so much, I need you, I need to hear you telling me it's okay, I need to hear you humming me to sleep, I need to feel the warmth of you baking away in the kitchen, I need you here, I miss you so much. Are you proud of anything that I've done? Would you have looked upon me like father did? I'm sorry I'm such a monster, I'm sorry I'm not right, I'm so sorry.

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Dear little sprite!

Dear little sprite! I'm afraid I don't quite know where to start, so excuse me if this becomes muddled or doesn't make much sense. I'm not very good at talking - I think you know that, though. I know that you think you're some kind of burden, and perhaps that's why sometimes you grow vaguely distant. I wish I could show you how great I think you are, I wish you could see it yourself, but unfortunately, I've not yet found out how. You're quite different to most of the people I know, and I'm sorry if that means I make a lot of mistakes regarding you. If ever I draw away from you, it's only because I think that's what you want - you have to tell me that it's not, because as much as I know you want someone to fight for you, to prove you wrong, I'm afraid that I'm the kind of person who gives whatever they think a person wants. If you're pushing me away, I'll think it's because you want distance from me, and so I will give that to you. But anyway, I really am glad that I have met you and that we have become friends. I learn a lot from you and although you think you're difficult, a challenge you might be but difficult you are not. You're sweet, and I enjoy doing things with you, talking to you, finding out about your day, even dancing with you and so on. Never doubt your worth to me, okay? I'll always be here. 

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Dear Percy

My dearest, sweet Bel Fiore, Percy. I am so thankful to you - more than you ought to know. Before meeting you, much of me was hidden in away in my icy shell that I refused to let open, and yet you thawed a crack that, every day, grows wider and wider. Although I am still myself, I feel as though since meeting you, I have learnt to begin to let go of just a small part of my solitude. Due to your persistence, I am learning to release a bit of the rigid control I have over myself and growing closer to those around me. Whether this is a good thing or not, remains yet to be seen, but it is comforting nonetheless. Furthermore, I hope that with time, your own confidence will grow, and you will bloom into your full potential. You are not just unearthly beautiful, but you are contagious. You spread happiness like wild flowers, but please remember not to forget yourself. Sometimes, it is vital to put yourself first, or you won't be able to help others. Remember this, okay? Take care.