Dear Anonymous

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Leituras 63
Votos 1
Capítulos 3
Tempo <5 mins

anonymous crush dear hurt letters love note

These are series of notes and letters that are to my crushes and other people that I will never show to them 
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"I remember his face, his eyes that begged for forgiveness, his body as it shook with anger and emotion. I remember how my world fell apart right before him and how he watched me completely disintegrate because of what he did. What he committed. The way he betrayed me. The heart he took from me and shattered. The trust I gave him that he threw away. He ruined it all, he ruined me. And now I'm forever broken, nothing can ever bring me back. Nothing." WARNING: sexual content, explicit content, language and violence.

"SO I WAS ONLY A BET TO YOU!" She yelled at me. "Look I'm sorry but at first it was, but then when we kiss it just change everything. I couldn't stop thinking about you after you left, then I was hurt and mad because you wouldn't give me your phone number," I was holding her hand looking at her apologetic. "You're such a dick and then you went and fuck one of those girls. I can't believe this I just knew you were mistake. I knew I shouldn't have fuck with you........you're too young and you act stupid. You know what I'm so done with you............UGH I feel so stupid," she walks away angrily.

Baby I'm so sorry I can't explain why I did this. Shut up. I gave you everything. There was no need for this and yet you treated me like this. You know what you will pay for this and him too. Get the hell out my house right now!!!!! ------------------------------ ⚠️ Warning ⚠️ -Mature Content -Strong Language

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Letters to the Ghosts of My Love

Some loves never truly leave us. They linger in the spaces they once occupied, haunting our thoughts, our dreams, our memories. I have loved deeply, foolishly, obsessively-only to be left with nothing but echoes of what once was, or worse, what never even began. This book is a collection of letters to the ones who shaped me-the boys I loved too much, the ones who never loved me back, and the ones who disappeared like ghosts, leaving me to carry the weight of their absence. It's about first love, heartbreak, obsession, and the desperate need to be seen, to be wanted, to be enough. These are my confessions, my heartbreaks, my unspoken goodbyes. These are the letters I never got to send.

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