a letter to the nonexsistent reader.

go read paper towns. it is amazing. 

best YA book ive read in a long time. 

thanks. 

PAPER TOWNS

JOHN GREEN.

BROTHERHOOD 2.O

nerdfighters. 

a letter to you.

So, Ive already written a letter to you, but im going to write another one, because what you are doing is mean. and you have no right to be doing it. 

You dont want to control anything. not them. not the money. nothing. 

exept me. 

you hve to be in control of me or you just about shit yourself. 

thats not fair. 

so be there 100% or get the hell out of my life. 

you cant eat the pie if you dont buy it. 

a letter to the seeing people of the world.

could you imagine the world if you had never seen it before? 

like someone says "imagine a circle" 

but you've never seen one. so all you see is blackness

someone says "oh the sky is blue" 

and you cant imagine what blue is. 

because you have never seen ANYTHING. 

like even when you imagine what heaven would be like, you base it on gold and streets, and pearly and gates. 

all images you've seen before. 

I can imagine being blind from birth,  and i think if i was, i'd go crazy.

Thank YOu, Lord. 

a letter to you revisited.

maybe i wont dig that hole. 

image all the wonderful things id miss

i think they're worth the bad. sad, unfortunate things. 

and even if they're not....

i'd probably just die in that hole. 

a letter to you, both of you,

wow. i feel like an idiot. your so cool! and a great friend. and i runied our friendship all those months back. I spent the next year having little fun (comparatively). and im sorry about that. 

i cant say im sorry enough, i know that, 

but Im sorry. 

so sorry 

and to you.

uggg. im so over you. im tired of getting caught in the web. its sticky, gross and no fun. 

time to have fun. i dearly want to have fun. 

so. im going to.

:) :) :)

a letter to you :),

i like you. :) so much. you're like him, except you can laugh. 

which is important. 

also you can joke and smile, and not be to important for the unimportant. 

i hope you like me to. but, regardless, i thought id tell you, even if im not, really. 

but, i digress. 

i really like you. 

a letter to us.

sometimes i wonder why we all keep coming back week after week, (besides the obvious God reason, because thats most defiantly #1.). I mean it obviously not the amazingly fun activities, because while they're fun, there not THAT fun. How come our class is the group that always comes, what keeps us so strong? The answer came upon me while we were walking around in the mall together waiting to see our movie. We do. We keep ourselves so strong. We have formed these bonds, and they can't be broken, we complete each other. And together we can do so much. Thats what makes us so storng. We do. We do. We do. because we are so strong. I am so glad im part of the group. i really feel like i have a home. 

a letter to the reader.

sometimes. i want to scream WHAT THE HELL? and i want to dig a hole in the ground. and i want to lay there forever. i want to forget about this and that and this and that and then in about 10 years, i'll get up and look around, and i may get out or i may just hibranate for another 10 years. Im so sick of all the shit thats pilling up around me. 

another letter to you. whoever you may be

im so happy for you. :) 

a letter to you, and explanation to myself

the reason i sought you out as a friend was a simple, single reason. 

not because you were nice, or shared my interests, or were crazy and out there, no it wasnt a pity friendship or any of the like. 

I wanted to be your friend because I thought you could be my person. The person when the who rest of the gym class paired up, you'd head straight for me. or when you could only invite one person to diner for your birthday, youd invite me. thats why i wanted to be your friend, i wanted to be someones #1. 

but ive realized, too late i think, that when i treat others as if their my #1 then they'll treat me like im theirs. but just now, ive realized, im ok with waiting, someday ill find a friend and they'll treat me like like im #1 even when im acting like im # 60000000000056. and im prepared to wait. and i wish you the same friendship. 

a letter to you (and belive me, you are many)

Im sorry. I've been hypocritical, and some of you, I cant imagine the pain i must of put you through. I have been quick to anger and slow to think. I know Ive hurt your feelings and i know you probably wont read this, but I am so so so sorry.