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Dear lyrical side,
Stop listening to songs that remind you of her.
(This means to cut back on the Lady Antebellum.)
With love from the feelings.

Dear feelings,
All the words unspoken, promises broken
I cried for so long
Wasted too much time, should have seen the signs
Now I know just what went wrong
I guess I wanted you more

From the lyrical side.

Dear Hermit,

My Dear Inner Hermit,

I love you: I really do, but I just can't do this anymore.

The family has requested my presence; I need to be there. And not just sit there and read while they speak around me. I didn't even participate in any of the games over Thanksgiving (which was a disaster, mind you). 

Please, Please! At least try to stay connected to those you love. I know that they're loud and irritating on occasion. I know that they're mostly strangers having only just married into the family. That doesn't mean that you have carte blanche to do whatever you want at the expense of spending time with the family: emphasis on the "family".

I know that you'll only do what you want to do, but please, make an effort.

Inner Jiminy Cricket

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Dear Self,

Yes, you've been away from Livejournal for a long time: from writing, even longer. That doesn't mean you can't get the writing skills you used to have back with a little hard work. Just get up. Think of a focus, and start. It's really not that hard.

We can celebrate when the skills are back. Not before.



Dear Self,

Stop being so dramatic. You keep bitching and rating saying "Nothing is going my wayyyy woe is me!" Just get over it. Some times life sucks. So you ran into an ass hole who challenged you by saying you were trying to scam them when you had just got the payment four days ago and didn't apologize. Stop being so pissy cause a friend was looking out for you, even if she hurt you by telling you not to come out and be proud of being pansexual. Get over the fact that you just lost $5 on a book that you bought, traded, shipped on your OWN money, and then had to refund the person the credit because you were too fucking lazy to check if all the pages were there. Stop moaning and groaning. Get over it. Stop taking everything and obsessing over it. 

Take my advice and just let it go.

humans are irrational

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Dear self,

She loves you. You love her. That's the hard part over with. She is amazing and beautiful and she loves you, and if someone like her can love you, maybe you deserve it.
Believe it, please?

Dear Me....

Dear Self,
You're leaving for New York in a few hours. FREAKING New York. You're going to have so much fun and be happy. So please stop obsessing over what someone said when they weren't really being mean or anything. You need to quit getting so upset over things and just learn to take them in, then let it out. Just breath and let it go. You shouldn't be so worked up on a day you leave to have so much fun.