Dear Broken Heart
Of course you miss him even though he’s ripped out your heart. He’s been such a major part of your life, or your whole life, so it’s perfectly normal that you’re going to miss him.
But it’s like a trip to the dentist, babe.
Your tooth hurts like fuck and after you get it pulled, you feel immense relief. But how many fucking times a day does your tongue run itself over the spot where your tooth was? Ten. Twenty. Maybe even a hundred.
And that’s just how it is with him too. He was a bad tooth. He hurt you like fuck and he’s gone now and you notice his absence and you miss him.
He’s left a gap and it’s huge and it’s going to take you a while to not miss him as much. But it takes time.
And for fuck’s sake, don’t keep him around.
He’s a fucking bad tooth, a horrible infected molar. Keeping him’s going to hurt you even more.
Think about it, babe.
Love,
Trishie
Posted September 10, 2010 at 3:15pm
do not fall for him do not fall for him do not fall for him do not fall for him do not fall for him do not fall for him do not fall for him do not fall for him do not fall for him do not fall for him do not fall for him do not fall for him do not fall for him do not fall for him do not fall for him do not fall for him do not fall for him do not fall for him do not fall for him do not fall for him do not fall for him do not fall for him do not fall for him
story of my life.
Posted August 27, 2010 at 8:01pm
When the Hours Move to Minutes: At our age, basically all relationships fail.
No matter how beautiful your relationship was, or how little you regret it, or how well it ended, it did end. The only successful relationship would be being with that person for the rest of your life. Which is pretty fucking rare, not to be a downer. Stop promising that you’re going to marry her someday. You’re not. And if you do, it will be a lovely surprise and something that you shouldn’t discuss until you’re at least out of high school. Don’t promise her marriage. Don’t promise her your eternal love. Don’t promise that she is the only girl you will ever have feelings for, for better or for worse, in sickness and in health, for as long as you both shall live. Can’t you just promise that you’ll call her tomorrow? Promise that you’ll come visit. Promise that you’ll take her to that movie she’s been dying to see. Because when you break up, she will relay all those promises over and over again in her head. Don’t promise forever. You can imagine it all you want. You can play house if you want, playing house is fucking fun. Talking about how your day would be like living together is fun. Naming your kids is fun. But that’s all in good fun. I’m not saying this to be cynical, it’s just the smarter way to go about things. I’m sure you swear you’re going to marry her someday, but how about you wait until that someday? If you hate breaking promises, then don’t make promises you can’t keep.
Dear _________,
Dear _________,I remember us not being able to go a day without speaking to each other. But things have definitely changed. Now we can go days and weeks without speaking to each other. It’s been awhile since I’ve last talked to you. I wonder if I ever cross your mind. Other times I think that you have just completely forgotten about me. Well I hope you know that I haven’t forgotten about you and that I do think about you and… “us” from time to time. Me writing this makes it pretty obvious actually. I hope everything’s going good for you though.
- Love, Me
