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People who make you feel like shit are not needed in your life.

Tsi.Tsi

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If you knew..

If you knew the number of times I've thought about you today. If you knew the number of things that reminded me of you today. If you knew the number of times I've wonder if you thought of me today. If you knew the number of times I've hoped to run into you today. If you knew the number of times I've counted the days til i see you again. If you knew the number of times to All of this, you would think I'm insane. You would think i was obsessed, but how can i not think about you? If you knew the number of times I wished I've never met you. If you knew the number of times I've wished you didn't cross my mind. If you knew the number of times I could listen to my favorite songs and not feel sad. I feel sad because i know that you don't wonder about me and maybe you do wish that you had never met me. I know that your favorite songs don't make you sad, because it's not a reminder of me. Someone else has your attention and that's okay for now, because soon i will be someone's favorite song.

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Inspiration

Recently i came across a series of videos titled, Letters to July, by Emily D Ruth. I thought how clever it was for her to write to july but at the same time about her. So i was inspired to do the same. July is not my month, in fact i hate july. July is a reminder that time flies and it doesn’t stop for anyone. July reminds me of hot and humid longer days, but despite all my hate for july I still yearn for it to get here. On the good days july signifies the end of summer and that makes me pretty fucking happy. August and September go by so fast that they don’t even count. Finally we get to October, my favorite season, my favorite month, my month. In writing these letters i hope to find routine in writing and find my voice. I’m lucky to have found. 

It would be really awesome if people would join in, I would love to read your letters. Send them through my ask box or simply #Letters to October. 

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One Mind

Imagine right now the person you like, imagine if he or she was thinking about you too. You may not be in the same place physically, but you’re in each others minds. Oddly just the thought of this been true is comforting. 

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On a chilly night she went out for a drive, trying to clear her mind. That night she found a back road and never came back.

Tsi.Tsi