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Name: Kate
Birthday: 5/14/1992
Gender: Female
Interests: I'm not your average teenager, but I am just a regular small town girl. I have some of the biggest aspirations in the world, but I don't even know where to begin. I can be outgoing when I want to be, but of course I like being quiet too. This is for you, Drew, the love of my life, rest in peace.
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Member Since:
7/6/2008
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| Dear Drew,
I've wanted to write to you for so long. I'm sorry, I really did not forget you.
Don't ever think that.
I've just been putting it off... because it's a bad habit of mine.
You know, to start writing until you can't stop.
I find too many things to say sometimes, and too many ''You weren't there's''.
Reminds me too much about holding your hand and seeing your smiling face every day.
And talking on your porch till 4 in the morning, playing your favorite songs on guitar, cuddling on the swinging bench, and staring at the stars spreading over the black sky for miles.
I think I'm going to the lake in the morning...
Need to clear my head.
Miss you, Kate
PS. I never want school to begin again, even if it is the last year for us. I'm dreading first day butterflies... I still get them, even now. Isn't it weird, after all this time? | | |
| Dear Drew,
I'm gaining weight and I hate it. I feel so big and ugly. I miss how you used to tell me how beautiful I was, even if I never felt like it. I've been feeling pretty low, just super depressed. Nothing is getting better, and when it seems like it will any second, it never does. The only thing that keeps me going is the fact that I know I'll see you again one day. I love you. The Hey Ya acoustic version made me cry today, thinking about you playing it for me on the porch. Lightning bugs. Cold lake water. Mulch-covered feet. Scarred knees. Happy hearts. When everything was carefreeeeeeeeeeeee. I'd KILLLLL for it to be like that again. I LOVE YOU SO MUCH. Goodnight dear.
SO MUCH LOVE,
KATE | | |
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Dear Drew,
God, I'm in such an upsetting mood! This is depressing.
Today destroyed me...
Parties aren't meant for the girls who don't hold hands.
Parties aren't meant for the girls who don't snuggle on the couch.
Parties aren't meant for the girls who don't get late night kisses.
I miss you so much, it's fucking ridiculous.
Honest, these past few weeks have been unbearable.
Everyone was just lying around tonight,
snuggling, cuddling, whispering.
Everything we used to do.
And then there's just me.
I'm the only one who doesn't get to squeeze someone else's hand so tight.
I'm so lonely.
I always wonder what on earth I did to deserve this?
to have you taken away from me?
Come back soon,
Kate | | |
| I really want to buy a polaroid camera, Drew.
My mother claims it is too expensive.
And film.
"Think of the the film prices, Kate. Outrageous."
...I don't want you spending all this money, Kate...
Today was long. And hot.
I sat through Atonement, a rather depressing love story,
& Ella loved it.
I wrote you a letter like five hours ago...
I think I'll mail it in the morning,
but I'm getting sleepy right now and I should probably go to bed.
I've been going to the gym because my stomache looks like mush.
I'm not seeing results, but it sure as hell is making my body ache.
I'm so tired.
I miss you so fucking much, today more than ever.
I'm really so miserable.
I miss Julia so much. She ventures home tomorrow from the sea.
I need to hug her and talk to her on the phone for hours again...
She makes me feel needed,
and wanted, and loved, and cherished.
A lot like you, Drew.
I saw you smiling in the clouds earlier!
Tehe :)
Sleep well lovebug,
Kate | | |
| Dear Drew,
Aren't you proud of me?
I set my alarm and actually woke up to it! At 12:30 AM.
Just to say g o o d m o r n i n g to you.
I love you so much!
In case you were wondering, the groves were fantastic.
You would've loved everything. And I mean everything.
Trolleys, barns, waterfalls, painting, & clouds.
It was funny, I thought I saw your face up in the sky today.
I didn't tell anyone, cause I know they'd think I was crazy.
This is the reason I hate this sometimes...
Just that I think about you constantly and I still see you everywhere,
but no one will ever understand any of it.
No one ever understands me like you do.
Julia tries. She really does.
And my mom. She's just given up on me.
But, it's okay, Drew. I know you're here for me.
Anyway, let's please stop talking about this.
Why do I always bring it up? I'm so stupid.
How was your day? I hope you had fun playing guitar.
I bet you had a huge show... & an enormous crowd.
I swear I heard you on the radio :)
Sleep well, or... good morning, darling!
I hope I didn't startle you!
Love,
Kate | | |
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