Dear John,
I think I may be falling for you. You claim you aren't into men, but act totally different. I loved our late night talk a couple of weeks ago. I loved how close we were together. I love when we hang out with our friends because I can be closer to you.
One day I'll tell you in person how I feel. One day I'll feel like everyone won't think I'm joking when I come out. One day, someday, soon. Someday I'll tell you. Soon it will be fine. Until then, you'll keep getting little bits of me as we grow closer together.

Sincerely,

Everything is a creation of love. Everything!

Love to you!

Dear Mathew,
i love you, i love how u smile. I love u so much. Plz love me back. Try me, i wont let u down. i just want arms around me and someone to hold at night. i know my family isnt perfect but niether am i . i love u and i want u to be here with me. Plz love me back

Hey Jake,

I hope you have a great day today! Keep smiling because God knows that's one of the things that gives me the feeling of butterflies in my stomach. Carry your positive attitude everywhere and laugh always. These are some things that make me love you, you will forever live in my heart...

Yesterday Mrs. Callahan handed us our PSAT scores back. PSAT is like the test to prepare you for the SAT, the actual test you take in high school. Believe it or not, but I was excited. But when Mrs. Callahan handed it back to me, I wasn't excited. It drained out all at once. I looked over my test booklet carefully, as if I didn't want to miss anything. I saw that I did terrible and a lot of my questions were omitted. I raised my hand and asked Mrs. Callahan what omitted meant. "Omitted means left out, honey. So I believe if you omitted a question, you skipped it." Then some girl named Jillian raised her hand and Mrs. Callahan walked over to her. I didn't skip any questions on this test! Mrs. Callahan must be wrong but I don't tell her that because a lot of teachers hate it when students tell them they're wrong. The next thing I found myself doing is having my head down and crying to myself. Seconds later, I feel a hand on my shoulders. "Lina, don't... Are you okay?" It's Mrs. Callahan. I can always recognize her voice. "This is ridiculous!" I say. Mrs. Callahan sits down next to me, putting her hand around me. "Lina, what's ridiculous?" "This PSAT thing! They say they're omitted, most of my questions! I did not skip any!" I said. "Lina, I'm sorry, I'm not sure myself. Can I see your report?"she asked. "Sure, it's no secret." "Thank you. Oh, I see Lina, don't worry, it's okay..." "No! This is not okay Mrs. Callahan!" "Lina, honey, hold on a second for me. Ms. Pantelis says it's the same thing as wrong.Don't be frustrated. This is not an indicator. FSA is." "I hate it, I hate all of it! I suck at that!" "You suck at testing?" "I suck at everything!" "I know you don't. I appreciate you care so much, Lina... I do, too. I'll help you through this. This is tough and a lot to take in, I know. It will be all good soon, honey." I nod. "Just talk to me, Lina. Stay with me... I'm here, Lina. I know you'll do good on FSA and the actual SAT. I know you will. Let me see if I have your FSA records."

It's never too late to make things right. Shut the inner voices who are keeping you from your happiness. Maybe the results won't be in your favour but least you tried, the best satisfaction.

I don't really have to know you to know there is love I can give. So please recieve a hug from me :)

hey you, the one about to pick up whatever it is your about to hurt yourself with. grab a red marker first. trust me. it helps

I love you K.N. You're the bestest friend a person can ask for. Goodnight.