Dear you.
[info]zomgitsfatty
Dear you...

I need you, I know I do. I know I SHOULD hate you, but I can NEVER bring myself to. You're only human, and you make mistakes. I'm only human, I make mistakes. I forgive you for every mistake you've ever made, and I know no matter what I do, you would love me. I really just need you to know that I love you. I love you so much more than you probably think I still do. I was here for you since the beginning, and over these months, a little over a year, NOTHING has changed how I thought of you. I'm sorry I ever got mad at you. I'm sorry I ever said I hated you. I'm sorry for every stupid thing I've ever do to hurt you. I'm sorry I let you slip so far away so easily. I know we're still bestfriends. I hope we always will be. I really need you back the way I had you before..Like last summer. Before you, or I, or anyone knew what hard times were. Remember those days? We were so happy. NOTHING could stand in our way. I think we really need to talk..We need to talk about a lot. A lot of serious shit. I need to clear this up. I need my "big brother" back. I really do. I love you.

 

Love, Sam.

Dear you...

We talked. We liked eachother. We loved eachother. We lost eachother. We drifted. We made up. We hated eachother. We made up. We avoided eachother. We changed. I don't know if anything will ever be the same, but I'll do my damn best to try to make it the way it was. You had such a great impact on my life. I hate the fact that we've drifted so far apart. HATE it. I also thing you and I need to have a talk. Just to clear shit up and make everything better. I love you.
 

Love, Sam.

Dear you...

I hated you. You hated me. We're bestfriends. You know absolutely everything about me, inside and out, my deepest secrets, everything I wouldn't let slip if my life depended on it. I like to think I can trust certain people, but you are the ONLY person I will ever trust with my life. You are an amazing person, don't you DARE let anyone EVER tell you different. People start shit, knock them the fuck out. Don't let anyone's shit get to you. I know how you get sometimes, you have no reason to feel like you do. You've done no wrong. All you ever do is get hurt, take people's shit, and bottle up your anger and sadness. You listen to everyone else's sob stories when all you really want is someone to listen. I'm here. You know I am. We've drifted a lot, and we both know why. I'm sorry for everything. You're like my other half. I can never see myself without you always by my side. Whether you're actually here or not. I love you.

Love, Sam.

Dear you...

Not one of my friends like you, but for some reason, I don't seem to care. I know what you're about, I know how you work. No one needs to know what I know. Deep down, you are a completely different person. Your image around your friends is COMPLETELY different than when it's just me and you. I do care about you. I don't think you actually realize how much you actually mean to me. I don't think you realize that half the shit you say to me, hurts. I don't think you realize that YOUR opinion of me matters. I don't think you realize how much you change when you drink. I don't think you realize how many mistakes YOU make, but I let slide cause no matter what, you'll always be perfect to me. I don't think you realize, I'm NOT perfect, in ANY way possible. I don't think you realize, I know when you hide shit from me. I don't think you realize, I know when you look through my shit. I don't think you realize, I don't care. I have nothing to hide. I don't think you realize, I'm not as bad as my rumors sound. I don't think you realize, you barely ever look me in the eyes..Especially when I'm talking to you. And I most definitely don't think you realize I wrote this. I don't think you'll ever see it, and I don't think you'll even care. But no matter what happens...I love you.

Love, Sam.

Dear you...

I never met you, I can never meet you. You don't exist anymore, because if you did, i wouldn't be here. I shouldn't be here. Mom seems so disappointed in everything I do. I don't know if it's cause I'm older now, and she isn't afraid to break me down, and take YOUR death out on me, but she's been attacking me. I know she'd rather have you. I shouldn't have been a thought. Sometimes I wish I could bring you back, and make me disappear. People would probably like you a lot better than people like me nowadays. I love you.

Love, Sam.

Dear you...

I don't know what goes on in your head. I don't think you care about anyone's feelings. I don't think you realize how much your words hurt. I don't like you, and I don't like how you work. I put up with you basically because I have to. If you are going to make someone feel like shit about themselves, take a look around and see the whole world is so much more fucked up than you think.

Sam.

And dear you...

You're a sick fucking joke. You REALLY need to pull your fucked up head out of your ass and see YOU AREN'T EVER RIGHT. You don't care about me, you don't care about him. You don't care about anyone but yourself. YOU are the selfish bitch. YOU are the reason I am never happy. You are the reason I quit everything I'm every good at. You are one person I will NEVER forgive. You don't deserve a second chance. You've fucked me up. You've said it was every excuse in the book's fault, EXCEPT you. Well guess what cunt. I hope you fucking die. Soon. I can't wait for the day you're fucking gone. I can't wait to fucking live my life without you. I can't wait to dance on your grave with all my "stupid", "retarded", "fat", "weird", "annoying", "anorexic", "different" Friends that all HATE you, even though you think they all love you. NO ONE loves you. I don't see how anyone could love anyone so cold hearted and two faced as yourself. I hope someday you realize what all you've done to destroy me and everyone else. I hope that day is the day you die. Even if not, you're still too selfish to give everyone you've ever hurt an apology. Rot in fucking hell. I hate you.

You're far from perfect daughter, Samantha Brooke Brigance.




Dear everyone else I've lost..
I'm sorry, but I can't change my mistakes. I hope you all forgive me someday.
Sincerely, Sam.

<3
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Day 6..3/31/10
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Dear Matthew,
not all this is about you, i just have too much on my mind to separate whats for you from just a regular livejournal.

I'm falling the fuck apart. I fucking hate everything. Today was probably the shittiest day ive had in a while. I've become so angry, so anti social, so anti...everyting. i dont want to do anything but fucking scream. and sleep. thank god its spring break. too bad im living in a hell hole my bitchface mom likes to call a home, in the fucked up shit she likes to call a family. She finally admitted she hated me today. It's about fucking time. Too bad she didnt leave last year when my dad wanted to divorce her pathetic ass and leave her on the streets. It's where that cunt belongs anyway. Today she found it funny to say I should kill myself. She gave me the suggestion of using heroin. Tell me she isn't the most cold hearted worthless piece of shit fucker on this goddamn planet. I wish i could switch her with matt. Every day of my life. You shouldnt be gone, she should. I'm in complete breakdown mood. I dont know whether im pissed, or sad. I want to cry, but at the same time i just want to cut my mom. I really wanna just get drunk, pass out, and forget life for a few hours. Life is so hard without you. I actually have to tell myself to not jump in front of cars as they drive past me on the parkway. I'm so confused, i dont know what to do with myself anymore. every day is just getting harder and harder to handle. between just the fact i miss you like crazy, to everyones bullshit and drama, to my fucked up family due to my mom, i just want to cry and scream.

uhg, im getting tired of myself bitching.

by the way, i pierced my septum yesterday. having it gives me a constant reminder of you. you always had yours done. idk, it makes sense in my head.

i really want to read your letter, but i dont know what strength i have left to read it just yet.

I miss you like crazy matt. I'm still crushed that i never even got to say goodbye to you. or at least tell you i loved you in the  past couple weeks. ill regret not saying it more often later in life.

well i love you matthew. ill meet you in heaven one day.

Love, Samantha. <3
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Day Five.. 3/30/10
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Dear Matthew,

Today wasn't so bad for the most part. But it was still bad. People learned to finally stay away from me and stop asking what's wrong. I tried to try in school today. I didn't finish my homework last night, but I did it in school. It's an improvement. I'm actually surprised at how much Adam has been talking, and how strong he's being. I mean, when we start out talking, he's depressed, I'm depressed, but we've gotten to the point where we can talk for hours, about you, and be okay with it. We actually smile about it, just remembering how amazing you were. We were so lucky to have you as a bestfriend. I'm actually surprised to say, Adam is probably the strongest out of all three of us. Even if he is the most miserable, he doesn't show it, although I did hear him cry for the first time since I've ever known him. Hearing the sound of him cry is the worst sound in the world. i lost my train of thought. i love you matt.

love, sam.
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Day Four.. 3/29/10
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Dear Matthew,

this is so hard. i wrote your name all throughout school. i know i made a promise to keep my game up in school for you..i guess thats gunna start next week. this week is too hard already and its only monday. It seems i write more on my profile about you every day. priscilla brought up the idea to livejournal to you, and i figured she was smart with that. i think i might start writing in my diary again too. i stopped writning in that thing when you made me get a livejournal. thank you for making me make one. i dont know how i would have gotten through all the fights without this. and knowing you'd always read them so i wouldnt have to talk to you directly and choke up when i didnt know what to say. i could just let everything out here, and i know youd see it. i know you cant read it, but youre watching over me. you know whats going on in my head, i justneed to let it out. talking about you calms me down. but thinking you arent here anymore makes me break down. i'll stay strong throughout the school day, thinking of you, start to fall apart on the busride home, and walk 2 steps in the door and just cry. i wish i could somehow bring you back, but i know i cant. i'm sure if i could, or anyone could, we would. you were so important and meant so much to so many people. i keep telling adam about how i cant wait for the day where i can think about you, and just smile, and laugh, and think how lucky i am to have had such an awesome fucking bestfriend. well, me and adam accomplished that today. we talked for hours, just talking, being funny, and happy. talking about you, and listening to your recordings. we laughed over the silly things youd do. he played one of the new songs you made, the happy one, and a bunch of your covers. i didnt cry. i know thats what you want. you dont want me to be sad over this, but i cant help it sometimes. you were so close to me. it's late, so im going to wrap this up. I miss you so soo soo much. youre the biggest piece of eyecandy in heaven, i promise. i love you matthew. rest in peace. 11/20/91-3/25/10 </3

Love, SammyWammy.
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we want you back..
[info]zomgitsfatty
im not gunna make this some sappy shit.
im getting right to the point cause i feel like you arent really listening.
we dont like you like this.
we dont like the drugs.
we dont like how youre always fucked up.
we dont like how you became so antisocial with us because youre always getting high.
we know youre depressed and going through rough times but drugs arent the answer.
we're worried shit about you.
we dont want ANYTHING to happen to you.
you always say youll be fine but it never really ends well.
we dont like getting tweets saying adam is taking you to the hospital.
im pretty sure HE doesnt like watching his bestfriend suffer,
and i guarantee he doesnt enjoy watching you and waiting worrying to hear that youll be alright.
what if one time you arent alright.
think of everone that cares about you.
we dont want you to fuck up your life.
youve got so much ahead of you.
you have so many good things in life.
you do so much good.
we're not gunna sit there and watch you fuck that up now.
we constantly talk about it.
but you cant understand where we're coming from.
i know you wouldnt like to hear if one of us were in the hospital overdosing.
dont put us through that.
we love you  matt.
we just want you to be okay.
<3
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Dear uh, you..
[info]zomgitsfatty
If you're actually reading this,
thanks.
I'm writing this because honestly,
I'm too scared to talk to you.
I don't know exactly whats going through your head,
but i have a rough idea.
Right now, you're probably heartbroken; crushed; sad.
Well so am I.
Listen, I didn't break up with you because I wanted to.
I DO love you.
I always will.
I understand you're probably upset with me and don't want to talk to me,
but I don't want you to hate me.
I do want to continue talking to you.
I don't want to lose you as a friend because of this.
It's just I cant be with you.
You're in Florida.
You're going to college.
You're always working.
I'm almost never going to see you.
We barely talk because you're busy.
So, i want you to enjoy your life.
With or without me, you choose.
I want you to move on.
I want you to find someone else.
I want you to be happy.
No matter how much it hurts me.
And I am sorry.
I'm sorry this had to happen.
I hate myself so much for doing this.
And don't go thinking I'm ever going to stop caring about you.
It won't happen.
No one could ever compare to you.
And I'm sure I will never find ANYONE remotely close to how amazing of a boy as you.
You're honestly the perfect guy and any girl would be lucky to have you.
I was lucky enough to call you mine 4 times.
So please don't cry over me.
Please be careful.
I don't want you hurt.

Love, me.
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[info]zomgitsfatty
There's been a lot going on lately. I've been thinking and worrying about both of you a lot. I can't keep my mind off the first couple days/weeks we knew each other. I'm not saying I don't love you guys, I love you with all my heart, but I really miss how things used to be, when everything seemed like nothing was wrong. Every one of us is depressed now, and I hate it. I hate seeing my bestfriend and boyfriend like this. I miss all the constant smiles, inside jokes, laughs, being retarded on aimcam, I miss going home and talking to my bestfriend about luring me into his car with orange kitkats, I miss the cute conversations with me and my boyfriend, like the ones where I'm "SO CREEPY!" and I really miss being that dork. I loved what our imaginations would come up with, I miss you both so much. I know you're still here, and yeah, we'll say a few words or talk for a little bit but it's nothing compared to what it was. I know times might be hard now, but I just want all the smiles back. Matthew and Adam, feel better soon<3 Love you guys.
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY AMAZING FUCKING BOYFRIEND!!!
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Baby, baby, baby…

Happy fucking 18th birthday you dork<3. YOU’RE FINALLY 18!! You’re old, EW. I’m kidding. I love you:]. Adam, you are the pure joy in my life. Whenever something is wrong, you make it all better. You always put me in the best moods. Every time I talk to you, I’m smiling. You are the cutest fucking thing on the planet (too bad you JUST realized that). I’m going to be completely honest, the first time I ever talked to you, when we were watching the X-games, I fell in love, and I never thought me of all people would be with such an amazing boy like you. Shit, you’re 18 now...MAN. The point is I’m so lucky you’re mine. Ooh and I don’t care what you think or say, you are DEFINITALY cuter:]. And, I love you more, endof. Speaking of the X-games, we still need to go see the 3D movie and cuddle during the winter X-games, and wrestle to prove I’ll sooo kick your ass, even though you’re a buff mofucka. I can take ya. We need to do so many things, like lazer tagging and uh…yeah I had more but I forgot. I’m sorry. I still need to steal all your hoodies, even though you can never remember that little bet we made. So um, yeah, I love you? I think I said that, but it’s important so you need to know. I love everything about you. I love how warm hearted you are. I love how you make me feel when you call me baby, or gorgeous, or beautiful, or any other cute name you call me. I love how positive you are. I love your humor and how you always have me laughing. I love how you always get attacked by cats. I love how you’re such a camera whore. I love your smile. I love how random you are. I love how I can talk to you about anything. I love our cute little fights over who is cuter (you) and who loves who more (I so love you more). I love how you hate NeverShoutNever except did it hurt, cause that’s our songggg<3. And between you and I. And a bunch of songs you sang to me. And that one song you wrote that the chorus always gets stuck in my head for 3 days after I hear it (the one that’s like “you are here when I need you the moooooosttt”). Yeah, I cried the first time I heard it, shhh. Um happy birthday! I have more to say to you, I promise, but my brain won’t work because it knows it has to. Oh, I was going to rant some more about how cute you are and how much I love you. You are the most adorable thing I’ve ever seen in my life. Your smile just lights up my mood. “That shirt looks amazing on you.” You know the one. You are the best boyfriend anyone could ever wish for, and I’m so happy you chose me to be yours. We’ve had our fights, we’ve broken up, but no matter what, we worked it out. I don’t know what I’d do without you in my life. You’re the one that makes me happy. You’re the one that makes me laugh. You’re the one that I look forward to talking to everyday. You’re all mine. And you’re the one that I love with all my heart. Forever and always<3. Happy birthday babyyy enev though you aren't excited at all. I look forward to beating you wrestling. Hahah. Aaaaaaaaand…I love you Adam Michael Sefierth. Sorry I had to put your full name in your card somewhere because I love it:]. Have a great day babyy<3

Love your amazing girlfran Sammmmm :]<3333
8.27.09<3-FOREVER

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I feel I've hurt a friend.
[info]zomgitsfatty
I'm extrememly sorry, I made a mistake and it's killing me now. I was stupid and wasn't thinking. I said some things I shouldn't have, and I realized it the second after I said it. Too bad it was too late, the damage was done, and I didn't know what to do but apologize. I don't know what's going on in your head, and I don't want to IM you unless I'm sure you want to talk to me. I don't want to fight with you, I don't want to lose you. I love you and I really am truely sorry, Matthew, I really am. I'm sorry I offended you and I'm sorry I hurt you.

Ever since then, I've felt like complete shit, knowing I've hurt you. I had trouble going to sleep last night and woke up 4 times from 4 different nightmares, you were in all of them. I just want you to know that I'm sorry. I hope you forgive me. :\
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OMFG IT'S MATTHEW'S BIRTHDAY!
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Dear Matt,

Happy Birthday…I hate you. You are the most annoying person I’ve ever talked to in my life. You piss me off so much. I don’t know why I pretended to care so long. Every time I talk to you, I want to fucking die. You seriously make me sick. You are the most heartless person that ever walked this earth. I always hope one day you’d just trip and fall into a fucking pit of lava and acid. Every time I see one of your pictures or see your face, I just want to beat you with an ugly stick, but it looks like somebody already did. You’re such a wannabe sceenie weenie. It’s why you hate them so much. You want to be them. WOW. I’m done. I can’t do this anymore. Dude, I’m so fucking kidding. That was really hard to do. I was going to write like a whole page of shit like “I hate you…” but I wrote like 2 sentences and I already felt bad. Plus I ran out of bad shit to say about you, and you asked for it. Js. By the way, you aren’t annoying. You’re fun:]. OH and you aren’t ugly. You’re fucking adorable. I have such a cute bestfriend<3. But how bad would you feel if I actually meant that shit, and you got that on the best day of your life? So let me start this over…

Dear MattyWattyWubkins (A.K.A. my Mattski <3),

HAPPY 18th BIRTHDAY BESTFRANNN! I love you. I love you. I love you. SO MUCH! So you’re finally 18. Now you can do all that cool stuff you always talk about…like not getting in trouble for being out late, and buying your own cigarettes, AND SKYDIVING! Lucky. Oh, and I hope your birthday is like super-duper awesome (just like youuuu) ßoooh sweet-talk. Plus you’re off house arrest…YAY!! Kay uh, I think it’s time for the mushy-friendy-I love you shit.

Matthew, you’re my bestfriend. I hope you know that. I’ve known you for like…damn like 5ish months already. That’s kindof a long ass time for me. You’ve introduced me to so much, like music and shit, and remember, I’ll always be your #1 groupie ;]. You are definitely one of the funniest kid’s I know. Every time I talk to you I’m always laughing or smiling. We’re so snarky it’s amusing. OH AND CAN’T FORGET HOW WEIRD I AM. I’ll never stop being weird, cause if I did, you’d die, and that isn’t good. I love you and your love for trees. I know this doesn’t sound very good, but I love when you’re high. You are absolutely hilarious, like when you rap, jizz at winky faces, and beg to fuck me. LMFAO. I love how we come up with the most random topics and just have rant conversations over them for like a half hour, or until one of our brilliant imaginations comes up with another random topic. Oh, I hate you and your extreme math skill. SO JEALOUS!! (But I now know that 15 – 8 is 7. Thank you for thattttt). Kay so time for the mushy stuff that hopefully isn’t so deep you start crying. Don’t cry, I’m not that good of a writer. So, you’ve been through so much shit, so many hard times, too much for one person to go through in a lifetime, but you always seem to pull through and keep a smile. I adore you and your strength. I look up to you. Whenever I have a problem, and you aren’t around I just think, what the hell would Matthew do? Another thing, you should know, no matter how small or “stupid” you think it is, whatever the problem is, if there is a problem, I’m always here if you need someone to talk to or vent to. I’m here to listen. I’m here to help you if you need it. Oh, and if you ever attempt to cook and you lose your house, you know you can just live here. We still need to go to Wal-Mart about 36 times, and blast music in your car, and eat orange Kit Kats that you have to lure me into your car with. I love how you make fun of me because of my accent, which is exactly like Adam’s, who you make fun of for his accent. Speaking of Adam, if it wasn’t for you, I wouldn’t know my own boyfriend. So thanks for knowing such a cool kiddo and coming into my life :]. I remember when I first started talking to you guys, you 2 used to wrestle and fight over one of you telling me or Priscilla something the other person said, and you would always win, you buff piece of EYECANDY<3. My mom is so gay for that, and I’m never letting it go. Like the time I talked to you at the mall, and we didn’t know it was each other, but we remember it perfectly. We even remember what I was wearing *cough* HARDTAILS *cough*. :]. You know you love how I’m such a cr33p3r. Like, it’s not just sometimes anymore; it’s grown to like a daily thing. OH SHIT! MY GRANDMA’S CALLING! Sorry, I had to. Kay back to the serious shit…I can talk to you about anything, and be completely comfortable. Matt, you are my best friend, PERIOD. You’re such an asshole for that but I love you<3. OH EM GEE NOT MORE SWEET TALK! Yes, more sweet talk for Matthew on his 18th birthday. Well, you’re like, such an adorable dude. Your voice is absolutely out of this world and your talent is like over the top. You don’t have to even be talking to me to make me smile, just play one of your songs, which I eventually make you overplay and move on to another favorite song, then you got pissed cause that one song was the special song that we loved to listen to together, and I moved on to another one of your songs. This would be so much easier to explain if you named any of your songs, but it’s okay, I know all the words anyway (characteristic of being the #1 groupie. Js.) I love how some days; you pick out what I’m wearing to school the next day to help me look spiffy and nice. SHHHHHHHHHHH by the way… OORRing at me on cam is fun I guess…and the burping game that you refuse to play unless you win. Wow, this just randomly popped into my head. Craisins, OOH I THOUGHT YOU SAY CROISSANTS! Lmao, I’m stupid. Wow, just thinking about how close we’ve become over these past couple months makes me realize you’re kindof like an older brother to me. You do anything you can to protect me and stick up for me, like you still have to hunt that guy from the Attack Attack concert that broke my rib (which is like finally better). Dude, when are we gunna have a fucking sleepover. We planned like 7 and they just…poof. SLEEP OVER MATTHEW. IT’S YOUR BIRTHDAY. NO WE DON’T NEED SLEEP. YES, WE CAN FUCKING PARTY! K well I ran out of shit to say, even though I’ll remember the second you see this. OH WELL. I just want you to know…I LOVE YOU SO SUPER-UBER-DOOPER-SALGKSDGLJKSDGLK MUCH MATTHEW ALEXANDER CROUS!

HAPPY FUCKING BIRTHDAY!


LOVE SAMMYWAMMY (your Samski<3)
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