Dear M, I'm sorry that I have failed as a friend. I have failed to see your loneliness and unhappiness. Little had I know that beneath the happy front you so bravely build up, you were crumbling from within. Granted each of us are different, special and very unique in our little own ways. Some seemingly more popular, some less. But just so you now know, I didn't mean to treat you any lesser, and if you did feel that way, I m truly sorry. I would hand out balloons to you, if you would take them. And eat those yummy cookies you bake, With the milkshakes you make. I haven't met a guy quite as sweet as you are, handing out little treats and they they truly brightened my day. I would imagine holding my balloon, perhaps tying it around my wrist.. And i know I m silly, in my own way. I know you would read this. Some day. Some day you would come back again, and I pray, that some day I could be your friend again. (-whispers: And may I still have the balloon?) Indeed change is inevitable, and I m learning to adapt still. Theres plenty to learn from each other, and I miss how you taught me to use this forum. There's more I want to learn, about your story and your history. Maybe one day, when we meet again, I hope we will both be ready.. Will we, my dear friend M? -koala misses her unicorn (bring me back the magic..)
To My first Built Tutor. I'm indeed sorry things happened to turn out this way. Noone wants it to be like this. If ure to blame someone, blame me then cause if it werent for me, u'll not be in all these... Which I have no idea what "these" is.... Sorry...
Dear T, It's been years since your departure. We were 11 then. That's a good 11 years since the last we met. We had known each other for years, from since 5, the good preschool days, till primary school. We were even true bosom friends, I know. You were the brightest, the top math student, and I wasn't even close. Still, it was great knowing you. I regretted not knowing you enough though. Why did u leave? What prompted the decision? I guess I would never know. I had never expected to last see you lying below your block when I walked home. What happened, would I one day know? Wherever you are right now, I hope you will be happy. Take care, and watch over your family. Love, J.
Dear mum I'm sorry, You don't understand how i feel. I'm sorry for yelling at you, and getting mad over the simplest things. For some strange reason everytime u talked too me, something boiled inside and i become really angry at the world, really angry at you. and for spending all my free time locked away in my room, just listening too music or playing my guitar. I just want too be alone all the time. also for never replying too the notes you left around my room. i kept them all. Whenever i feel sad i read them. even if they don't cheer me up, they make me smile. Here is the first one u ever wrote, u left it on my bed remember ?? 'well done, i can hear you playing the guitar. Your becoming really good at it. Do you want too go shopping on saturday ?? Just me and you, like old times. You can pick an outfit out for me, and i'll pick one out for you, then we'll try them on. Always remember i love you, your starting too worry me. Your becoming VERY quiet, remember i'm here for you, i love you, and i'm really proud of you' aswell as that, i'm sorry for never telling you i loved you anymore. Everytime you hugged me and said 'awww beth, i love you' I pull away and walk off in silence. and i'm sorry for pushing you away, i will never get the old you back. I miss being hugged and tickled by you. I miss being nagged at and being told off for not washing the dishes. I miss you, mum. Mum, you never hug me anymore, or leave random notes in my room, or tell me too leave my room and watch TV with you, or ask me if i'm okay. I guess you've given up on me, and now i feel more alone than ever...... But in a way, i like being alone Peace out mum i love you deep down (even if i can't show it)
You close your eyes and take in the scenery. I put my headphones on and listen to one of my favorite songs.
Dearest Voldemort, I'm wish I could have gotten to know you. We had so much in common. We both went by the name Tom and we both wanted to start a revolution. ***SPOiLER ALERT*** Although... you were kinda gay with Dumbledore's corpse. I thought for sure you were going to put the phrase "jump your bones" to literal use. That part about us is different. Everything else about you seemed similar to me. Okay, I have to admit I clung to an older man as well, a very old man, Jesus. I'm still in love with him, but you won't ever see me going to his burial site to try to take his wand or staff. I think Jesus had a staff. Why didn't any of you get on his level and use stalves? You know what they say about big wands... Don't put them in your pocket while wearing sweats. Do you think Jesus had a horcrux we didn't know about or did he come back as a zombie? Sorry, sorry, I'm thinking too much about death. Now that you're gone I don't know what to do with myself except do as the muggles do and play PiMD. I could go around Cursing all my enemies or I could just be a writer that expands their cultural surroundings through different mediums. I'm disappointed that you stole so many shiny things and didn't share. There's a word for that: Klepto. I know you were in an orphanage and all, so you always wanted things that other people got to have that you didn't, but come on Bro... A tiara? You stole your beards Tiara? Yes, I still suspect you of being gay. When I was reading the books. I just noticed things about you that other people may have missed in the thousands of forums dedicated to slamming you. I think we could have been real pals, so I'll end this with 7 things you should've known. You weren't smart enough for The Sorcerers Stone, but guess who was, talk about fail. I know what happened in The Chamber of Secrets, what happens behind the snake enchanted locked door, stays behind the snake enchanted locked door. Harry's godfather was kinda homo, so it makes sense why you wrote about wanting him to be The Prizoner of your Azkaban. You shouldn't have drank from The Goblet of Fire, look at what it did to you and Ke$ha. When you go to McMuggles make sure to get The Order of the Phoenix, it's guaranteed to cure cancer, but not stupidity, sadly no magic cures that. You should have known Snape was a double wizard. The Half-Blood Prince could be screaming "I'm loyal to Dumbledore" in your face and you still wouldn't know any better. Last, but not least. The Deathly Hallows. The end. Need I say more? The ending of the series was just so corny. I was hoping for something better than "The magic is never ending." Okay... Now I'm sounding like Dumbledore. You don't even get to read this cause you're dead. Ugh. If I could bring you back, I would. Just to slap you because your arrogance brought you to ruin. Love, MASiFFECT. PS: I love EVERYONE and ALL animals, I'm not racist. The animal I talk to is my Chihuahua and she doesn't even talk back, she just licks me to shut me up. You should have been happy with Nagini and grew a pair. -Sigh- But now the only thing you'll be growing is my ego, which... Doesn't grow. Congrats. [Note: I am a raging unicorn.]
Dear "B", I ate meat again. I am now back to my carnivore urges. I tried to eat healthy, but OMG. It's expensive to eat veggies everyday. You can't but them in bulk to where they stay fresh for a long time either. I dunno what to do. I hate the thought of eating animals. Yes, I know it's the cycle of life, but I seriously HATE processed foods. It's destroying my body. Save me "B." Save the cheerleader. Save the world. Oh... I'm not a cheerleader. I just like saying that. d o ____ o b Your friend, MASiFFECT
Buy* Yes Chloe, I am a unicorn in human skin. Wait til I start barfing rainbows and shit chocolate thunder. It'll be glorious, almost as glorious as that time I stood on the side of a manhole with a tattered red cape with my moobs showing screaming "This is SPARTA!" Almost.
ROFLMFAO Indeed Mas. As for me, I'm the cat disguised as a poptart, nomming on cupcakes that were sent from hell, by my dead boyfriends who was a dog that liked to chew bones and stuff condoms down his own throat. =_=". I lost my condomifiplasm. :3 Too tired.
To them, If you lock me up in a cage expect me to sing. When it comes to rules I prefer to follow the only ones I need to. Everyone who knows me, knows I like it Rough. Respect Order Urgency Giving Honor Respect other members as well as having enough self respect for yourself. Order in the court, you guys need to be organized when someone is talking business. When problems arise you need to see which are more urgent and handle them first. Giving a little love, get a lot of it, be active in club chat and attempt to help others, not just yourself. Have enough honor to not start any drama with other players. If you like it Rough you're guaranteed to have fun. Gawd dayum you guys make too many rules and have some strange priorities. Why would you go to war when you're supposed to be rebuilding the club? What is war? What is it good for? Absolutely--- something! It's good for morale. All the little troops fall in place when you win. How many wars have you won in the club lately? I didn't think so. Even wars with non-ViP clubs will raise hope because members can make a pretty penny and have fun. No need to have to merc for other clubs. I'm one to talk. Right now I'm a merc and for what? I'm not making much money, but I was until the other team started calling in high rollers. I was having fun not doing much at all. -Sigh- Either way. I'm gonna sing and you can either accept me and my ways or reject me. One way or another I'll find people who accept me for me and not what I can do for you. -M