Dear Someone,

I hate those unanswered questions.
like.
What came first? The chicken or the egg?
Why did the chicken cross the road?
Why did all my examples have something to do with chickens?
...
See. It's not fun having those unanswerable questions....

:P

That Face, That Look, That Feeling

Dear Someone,

There is that face you always give.
Your eye brows pull together, making your brow fold a little.
You pull your lips in a little, making them look more like a line.

And to top everything off!

There are those eyes.
Completely locking on to the gaze of the other person. 
Two pools of utter misery from being worried.

That part can break anyone's wall they have around themselves.  Letting the flood gates open.  Tears streaming.

Yes. It's a terrible thing that happens.
But. You can't help it.  You can't make it happen.
It only happens when its for a person you care about.

The fact that I have had to endure the look.

Those heart wrenching eyes.
That sad, almost puppy dog like look. . .
That means I'm important to you. 

Somewhere in your heart, I'm there.

So, even though I hate that look you give me oh so many times,
I like it.
Because I know you care.

Dear Someone,

Even though it doesn't work NOW... Doesn't mean it wont later...
So... I'm gonna keep my hopes up, fingers crossed, and I'll just wait happily till everything gets worked out on its own.
:)

*Sigh*

Dear Someone,

..... Seriously???
..... Really??????
Ugh. You are so flippin stupid and you don't even realise it.
It's like "Hey!Hello there! Me! Slightly attractive girl RIGHT infront of you!!!" but no... You just kinda keep looking at that one girl. Who just happens to be kind of a jerk face who wears a pound of make up.
Yup . . . That's just sooo awesome.
I really love that. Thanks.
:P

Singles Awareness Day

Dear Someone,

Tomorrow is February 14th. You know what that means right?
Yes. The day that makes every single person out there feel like crap. You try not to but you can;t help but think about how lonely you are.
Lame right?
Why should I be thinking about how lonely I am? I'm only sixteen!
So. You know what.
I'm going to try REALLY hard to NOT think about how lame it is. You know. I'll just think about all the chocolate the popular girls are going to get and hope they get fat.
oh yes. That would be extremely funny. I think I would cry laughing. :)

You know what would be really cool....

Dear Someone,

You know what would be really cool?
Is to have have my own book get published or something.  Like . One full of tons of little random things I write.  Like things that I post on here. My Blog... The blog that no one reads.  That and the stuff that I save in my super secret folder on my about-to-die-of-old-age-lap top.
Yeah It could be called something like.
Awesome Sauce and French Fries.
OR!
..... Well I can't think of anything better at the moment....
BUT it shall come to me soon. :)
ok.
That's all I wanted to say for right now.

Me and Harry Potter Have Something In Common.

Dear Someone,

Every one has their own scars.  I know I do.
But see. Since its a scar now. It means it has healed.  It doesn't hurt any more.
..
Ok that was a lie. I am a liar pants.
It's pretty much like a Harry Potter scar.  It's there in plain view in front of everyone. They all know the story behind the scar and how it has effected me, but it doesn't hurt...
Unless you-know-who is around. and no. We are not talking about Voldemort in this situation right now.
It doesn't hurt every single time.  Actually its becoming less and less. But now. When it happens. It hurts worse.  But it only happens after something relatively cute happens. Or. Well could have been cute and then... That when things go down hill.
Even though it hurts sometimes...
I like that I have it.  It gives me recurrence that.. There used to be something there.  It wasn't just all in my head, or that it can just be brushed off to the side.  It's there. Forever. Making me grow up and learn from it.