Go ahead and unfollow me now guys.

I AM OUTTA HERE.

“Yeah, just a trim. Bangs should still be at eye brow level.”

WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS SHIT?

I really should go through my computer and clean out all these pictures. But they’re memories. I just can’t bring myself to do it. This one was taken by a Miss Dianna Marie Coleman. It’s one of her favorites. Mine too. Do I miss it? Yes. Him? Not so much. I miss love. I miss it so fucking much. It seems that lately more and more things remind me of the good times. Of the boy I fell in love with. It sucks. A lot. And yeah sure I have Rice and he’s fun and affectionate. But it’s really not the same. I keep thinking about James and if he’s happy with his life. Must be. It was for the best I guess. And we’re still so young. Good things happen to those who wait and I like to think that I’m a very patient girl.

Cheers to a better and bright future James.

On my way home from work (going about 85 mph) I was on the phone with Aubrey when I noticed a car booking it behind me. I put the phone down so I could change lanes and let this mofo pass me up. They don’t. They kinda pull up beside me and TURNS OUT IT’S FUCKING HIGHWAY PATROL.

I started to freak out because I JUST paid off my speeding ticket and I seriously cannot get another ticket for 18 months or my insurance will go up and I get fucked. So I let off the gas and change lanes. They change. I’m slowing down more and just praying they don’t get behind me. And he/she actually changes lanes again so they’re in front of me and they hit their brakes. I can take a hint so I slowed down even more. THEN they continued on to the 55-N where I got off on 4th Street.

And that’s where I died.

So the week’s almost over. And not gonna lie Sunday, Monday, and Tuesday were lowkey shitty. But fucking Wednesday morning was where the magic all started. Woke up loving life after realizing I need to DGAF about everything the previous night. Texts from loved ones. Visited Rice at werk. Brought him froyo. Watched him build a bike. Had lunch and a nice little chat with Jules. Went to Rice’s later and laughed at my ex’s texts to him. Watched some AD. Then a lovely hike to watch fireworks. Brought a chair with us so we could sit and do story telling on the trail. (that was a first) More froyo. And ended it all with a goodnight kiss and smiles. So after 3 shitty days, Wednesday was fucking uhmazing. Thursday was so-so. And today… Eh, could go either way. We’ll see what’s up. :]

Bryce Rogalski.

Where to even start. Long before we ever met I thought you were cute. Every Friday morning when you came to get the prints from the theater. Looking fine as hell. Haha. You were “my boyfriend from across the street” despite us never having an actual conversation. Then when we took on some of the 6’s employees we had some mutual friends. I learned your name. And lurked you on Facebook. And that’s how I always imagined it would be. Just me lurking and admiring you every Friday morning. Til you added me. Random. Never the less I was excited. Here is this amazingly good looking guy going out of his way to talk to me. ME. It was a first. Haha. I guess the reason I like you, is because you treated me so well right from the beginning. Took me places I’d never been. Did things for me my boyfriend of almost 2 years never did. It was amazing. All of it. This summer was honestly the best summer of my life. And I need to thank you. It could have been a lot worse… It’s too bad I had to lowkey ruin our relationship by sleeping with James that morning. I regret it so much especially knowing what I know now. But you have to understand it was nothing to me. There was no passion. No love. Looking back it’s really disgusting I let him do it. And I’m so very sorry. Things haven’t been the same since. I want more than anything to go back to being happy with you. And I have a feeling you’re holding yourself back a lot so you won’t get hurt again. Don’t get me wrong, what we have now is fun… but it’ll probably never get better. And I take full responsibility. I don’t mind being your time waster cause I honestly never saw this turning into a substantial relationship to begin with. So let’s just be happy and have fun. :] We’re too young to be this sad a lonely baby. ♥

I confess… I’m over it.

“My boyfriend cheated on me.” Cause before I would have to say “he accidentally cheated on me” since he claimed it was all the other girl’s fault. That she invited herself over, she wanted to go upstairs, and she kissed him. But no. Cheating takes two. And he instigated everything. He fucked me over. He fucked Kayla over. And now he has no place in my life anymore. I am done with this fucking clown. He can take his lies and bullshit elsewhere cause I sure as hell don’t need them.

Grow the fuck up James Marcus Friedman.

aubreyb:

I want you to be happy. It breaks my heart every time you get sad like this because you don’t deserve this at ALL. You’ve put up with so much and you deserve to be euphoric. I hate every guy that causes you pain. I want to go Salt on their ass.

I love you, and please never forget that.<3

As long as I have this girl.^ I don’t need anyone else.

This is it. I can’t believe it’s been 30 days since I started this thing. Time really flew. I guess I’ll start off by saying that when I started this challenge I thought writing a letter to myself would be kinda dumb. But it was somewhere around like the 9th letter that I understood why. Lately I’ve been having a hard time expressing my feelings. Let alone recognizing what feelings I have. I’ve been in a state of blah. Indifference. Nothing hurts me, nothing truly makes me happy. It lowkey sucks. But it’s life right? Anyways, so the more letters I wrote the more I started to find out about myself. What I want in life. From people. Etc. And this letter to you, Brittanie Faye Kulpa, is about how you need to let everything go. Let yourself, your feelings, thoughts, everything… go. Take a step back and look at your life. You know who you are, now figure out what your want. It’s not like you’re going to be alone. You have the most amazing friends. You love them and they love you. Really, life couldn’t get any better than this. So what are you waiting for? Get a fucking move on and start living your life.

With love,

Brittanie

Don’t hate me for writing this letter to you guys. This is the one I write to someone I wish I could tell everything but are too afraid. It’s not because I don’t trust you guys or that I’m afraid you’ll tell. I’m scared that you’ll judge me and it’ll compromise our friendship. What we have is so amazing and I would never take the chance of throwing a wrench in it. So for now, I’m sorry. Please just love me. Hahaha. ♥

Sincerely,

Brittanie

Haha. You are the person who has changed my life. Definitely. I used to be this good girl with morals. I used to be innocent and naive and stupid. Then senior year rolled around and you turned me into a super sarcastic, manipulative bitch. But that’s ok. Haha. Because I love the person I am, and I love the person you are. We completely 100% accept each other and I am just the luckiest person in the world. Without you I’d seriously be a loser. Or something lame like that. :] LA YU.

Sincerely,

Brittanie

You are in fact the last person I made a pinky promise with… Though I cannot remember what it is for the life of me. Hahaha. I remember it was in passing and kinda pointless, but I’m sure I’ll keep it.

Sincerely,

Brittanie