J: I've been writing letters to a complete stranger and he's been writing back. Maybe a pen pal wouldn't be such a bad idea after all, my only friend has moved away and out of contact and I can't live without talking to someone, even if we've got no idea who we are to each other. T: When I first read her letter, I found it amusing. I mean, who even wrote letters anymore? But then it dawned on me, she was obviously writing to someone who meant a lot to her so I replied. I had no idea that someday, she'd mean a lot to me too.

“for you, i would give all the love that is in my heart even if you've already ripped it out of me.” ➴ one third of the 'us' series. ➴ lowercase intended © troubhle 2015

"i thought maybe it was my turn to write you letters." ➴ this is a spin off based on my other story "letters" so if you haven't already, go read that first. x ➴ lower case intended © troubhle 2014

"maybe i fucking hate you because you said you loved me back when you didn’t" ➴ lower case intended © troubhle 2014

As if life wasn't hard enough being bullied and treated like garbage all the time; my loathsome, insufferable seat mate just had to come with his "secrets" and torture my every waking hour. What's the big deal you say? Nothing except for the fact that he's some insanely beautiful Greek God under those nerdy glasses. And now, he lives next door. I'm Sarah and this is my story. Disclaimer: This story was written in 2011. Just so you know.