Saturday, June 13, 2009
To: The most recognizable face in the crowd
Hey, hi, hello, howdy. You've heard before that you can find things in the most unexpected of places? The most magical thing about the cheesiest and most cliche lines out there is that they have fact sprinkled all over them. This is what makes people eat them all up so quickly. I'd like to say Thanks, and that I can't wait.
Sunday, June 7, 2009
Letters: Camille
Camille,
I believe everything you say. I believe you the most when you say I know exactly what you mean. Why is that? I don't trust some of the most important people of my life, but I trust you. Perhaps because we're both completely insane and know it? Or maybe because we're the same people but in different versions. The more I get to know you, the more I see myself in you. I know that may sound strange, but when I say that I mean that I feel like you get me. It clicks with you. Some lightbulb in a foreign room flickers. I mean that. I wish I could go to school and get to see you and pass you notes during lunchtime. I wish I could meet someone like you. If I fucked up badly, Camille, I mean really badly, would you still be my friend? I don't know, what if we never see eachother or something, now I feel really dumb. I wish you the best of everything in life, because if maybe if girls like us make it through bit by bit then wow, wouldn't that give hope to many many others? Sometimes, really, I'm a bit of a dumbfuck, and I really need to look back and say "golly gee, you really outdid yourself there" and then i ask you something and you say stuff like "just live your life without overthinking it" and send me videos about 3D squirrels and shizz. Stuff like that, makes me laugh for hours and hours. It's funny because right before I go to sleep at night it makes me think "hah, that camille." I've never been a compliment moocher. But you make me feel like one sometimes, like right now. When you said my voice made you happy. WELL our convos make me happy. Maybe we just make eachother happy. Silly kid, I'd like you to come over for a sleepover to watch something dumb on tv and watch dumb things come out of eachother's mouths or something. IDK, am I getting to personal ? ^__^
You're an amazing person, kiddo. Believe me :]
You've been a good friend.
Yours,
Anahi
I believe everything you say. I believe you the most when you say I know exactly what you mean. Why is that? I don't trust some of the most important people of my life, but I trust you. Perhaps because we're both completely insane and know it? Or maybe because we're the same people but in different versions. The more I get to know you, the more I see myself in you. I know that may sound strange, but when I say that I mean that I feel like you get me. It clicks with you. Some lightbulb in a foreign room flickers. I mean that. I wish I could go to school and get to see you and pass you notes during lunchtime. I wish I could meet someone like you. If I fucked up badly, Camille, I mean really badly, would you still be my friend? I don't know, what if we never see eachother or something, now I feel really dumb. I wish you the best of everything in life, because if maybe if girls like us make it through bit by bit then wow, wouldn't that give hope to many many others? Sometimes, really, I'm a bit of a dumbfuck, and I really need to look back and say "golly gee, you really outdid yourself there" and then i ask you something and you say stuff like "just live your life without overthinking it" and send me videos about 3D squirrels and shizz. Stuff like that, makes me laugh for hours and hours. It's funny because right before I go to sleep at night it makes me think "hah, that camille." I've never been a compliment moocher. But you make me feel like one sometimes, like right now. When you said my voice made you happy. WELL our convos make me happy. Maybe we just make eachother happy. Silly kid, I'd like you to come over for a sleepover to watch something dumb on tv and watch dumb things come out of eachother's mouths or something. IDK, am I getting to personal ? ^__^
You're an amazing person, kiddo. Believe me :]
You've been a good friend.
Yours,
Anahi
Letters
Dear girl such a distance apart,
I thought about you yesterday and the day before that. Where are you now, I wonder at this exact moment, dear? Anyway, before anything I pray that you and your family are well. Stay out of trouble because a little bit can go a long way, you out of all people should know that. I'm writing this because I miss you, I really do. Just come back, as simple as that. Well, no I guess you shouldn't. Stay where you are and eventually things will bring us together again. May I trust you with something? I've never felt so alone in my life. Ever. Not even as a child when I only entrusted to myself the most peculiar things I learned, not even as a fifth grader who sat on the bench and thought of the most peculiar things, and here I am now, someone older who doesn't understand anything peculiar. I wonder if that even makes sense because I've learned I'm becoming less and less articulate as a speaker and writer. I'm nervous all the time, I'm tense all the time, I get ticked easily all the time. I wonder if you could help me with this. No, nevermind, I should be helping myself. I have a feeling I was not supposed to be here, doing what I'm doing. It feels all wrong, everything seems so wrong. How do I fix this? How do I fix myself to become a better person? That's the only thing I've ever wanted to become and that's the aspect of my life where I've screwed up the most. I feel like I'm getting stupider and more isolated everyday, I feel like nonsense all the time. I want to grow up and work and never see anyone that I didn't have to anymore. That won't take away the problem though, because I am the biggest problem I know.
Yours,
Anahi
I thought about you yesterday and the day before that. Where are you now, I wonder at this exact moment, dear? Anyway, before anything I pray that you and your family are well. Stay out of trouble because a little bit can go a long way, you out of all people should know that. I'm writing this because I miss you, I really do. Just come back, as simple as that. Well, no I guess you shouldn't. Stay where you are and eventually things will bring us together again. May I trust you with something? I've never felt so alone in my life. Ever. Not even as a child when I only entrusted to myself the most peculiar things I learned, not even as a fifth grader who sat on the bench and thought of the most peculiar things, and here I am now, someone older who doesn't understand anything peculiar. I wonder if that even makes sense because I've learned I'm becoming less and less articulate as a speaker and writer. I'm nervous all the time, I'm tense all the time, I get ticked easily all the time. I wonder if you could help me with this. No, nevermind, I should be helping myself. I have a feeling I was not supposed to be here, doing what I'm doing. It feels all wrong, everything seems so wrong. How do I fix this? How do I fix myself to become a better person? That's the only thing I've ever wanted to become and that's the aspect of my life where I've screwed up the most. I feel like I'm getting stupider and more isolated everyday, I feel like nonsense all the time. I want to grow up and work and never see anyone that I didn't have to anymore. That won't take away the problem though, because I am the biggest problem I know.
Yours,
Anahi
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