December 2009
30 posts
cute boy,
when i text you back, there are a million things i want to say. how much i love you, how you make my day.
but i guess “:)” will do for now.
— stuckonyou
boy,
you’ve had me writing on an upward slant all day.
— girl
Brace Face,
Reading these letters on this website always make me smile. Mainly because they all instantly make me think of you.
…
And I rather like that.
— Thinking
nancy,
i think about kissing you during the first reading, psalm, second reading, gospel, homily…
shit.
— sid
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for the one and only,
you’re weird. i’m weird. i’m kind of hoping you’ll accept this mutual weirdness and call it love.
— you’ll figure it out
scrawny boy,
you should kiss me.
— freckle girl
baby,
i’ve written you over a million letters. sent about 4.
you know how i feel, now write out yours.
— your girl
beautiful boy,
there aren’t words to describe you yet. but don’t worry, i’m on the lookout.
— anonymous
silly boy,
the grass was wet, your nose was cold and my heart was set on fire.
— silly girl
el-a,
it’s vaguely humorous that all the while you’re sinking in loneliness, here i am unable to quit wondering about you. i wish you knew someone out there notices your efforts to be a decent human being. you’re all sorts of wonderful.
— sirry rabbit
vendor boy,
you take my breath away. you make me so nervous, i always have no clue what to say to you, i hope my smiling and laughing is enough until i get up the courage to say something useful.
— vendor girl
the one next to me —
your lips are pressed together. i wonder what it would be like to kiss them. i wonder if you wonder that as well.
your eyes soften as you turn to me - is it the thought of me that makes that happen? your hair brushing against my arm sends phantoms across my skin, and i want to bury my fingers in it, hold you, make you feel protected.
that’s why it’s difficult....
guy sitting across from me on this big library table,
ASK ME OUT ALREADY.
— girl across from you on this big library table
cash money,
When we do end up together, I promise I won’t say I told you so. Just so you know.
— yoda
dear you,
i can’t write you a song. i can’t draw your picture. i can’t even tell you that i think you’re adorable.
but i can make you smile. and you make me smile.
stay awhile, pretty baby.
— short girl
Dear Jamie,
I’ve got a letter I would like to send. It’s lacking strings of words with punctuation at the end.
Should I trust this dialect? To convey the right effect?
Dear Jamie I’ve got some things I’d like to set in pen I would have used a pencil but lead’s just not permanent.
Should I trust my printer’s ink? To express the things I think? Every page I...
♥,
I am infatuated with you. You are everything I’ve always wanted wrapped up in cardigans and scarves.
— me
dude always smiling =),
I think we could be good together. It would never be boring and it would be as easy as breathing.
— girl always laughing =D
hi.
i like you. what should i do?
— anonymous
boy i rode by on my bike last night,
When you said “hello” to me, I smiled and thought to myself, “how strange it is that this is the first time a pedestrian has ever spoke to me while I was in motion, and how great is it that it’s a cute boy?” Then I blinked and realized my legs had kept moving and the wheel had kept spinning and I was 10 feet past you.
I should...
F,
I found myself scouring your facebook profile for even more reasons to think you’re fantastic. I also am lonely and busy, but your words make me feel less so. I am in love with your mind, and you still manage to be gorgeous. Why didn’t I muster the courage to talk to you when I had a more realistic chance of conversation with you?
Keep your eyes open, I’ll probably try again...
boy,
it would maybe be sort of fairly excellent if we could get to the point where when we walk down the hallway by each other it’s not just me whose heart gets rammed up into their throat and whose mouth is gummed shut with everything to say because i can’t say it because we don’t talk enough for me to but it would be great if we could so that next time we walk by each other we...
K,
In my mind, we’re still at the lighthouse. We never left.
— C
adorable boy,
I have this daydream where you’ll help me in something school related, and you’ll pretty much save my academic life, and it will be a success. And I’ll tell you that I love you so much at that moment, and you’ll think that I’m just saying that because you helped me, but I’ll really mean it in more than one way. And then I’ll buy you ice...
the most immature boy ever,
i have been trying to get you to be my pillow because i like it when my head fits along your shoulder. so stop trying to play it cool. i also like it when you roll on the floor in the school hallway and make explosion noises and pretend that we’re fighting. i like that when we walk to the bus stop you play close attention to what i say and then remember little...
dear you,
you don’t know who i am, and i’m pretty sure you don’t even notice me, but it doesn’t change the fact that i… well, i kinda like you. i’ve seen you around but i’ve never had the courage to introduce myself, which is my fault, because who knows, we could have been good friends by now. i don’t know you very well, but i can see from where i stand that you’re different, and that’s a good...
little prince,
it is dark and pictures are flashing on the big, glossy screen in front of us and i pretend i know what’s going on in the movie and i pretend i’m not wondering what you’re thinking and i pretend i’m not begging for your elbow to do that annoying thing where it takes all of the armrest and leaves none for me. i’m pretending i don’t want to be one...
boy,
Lately, I’ve seen you looking kind of sad and I want to know what’s wrong. Please be happy again because I love your gorgeous smile. I think I have what it takes to make you smile.
:)
— girl
guy down there,
The world’s a roller coaster and I’m not strapped in. Perhaps I should hold with care, but my hands are busy in the air saying: I wish you were here.
— girl up here
