| Dear ghosts of my past and present,
I carry your heart, I carry it in my heart.
Thank you for helping me become the person I am today.
Love,
me.
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| Dear Xanga,
We used to be BFFs, but I'm sorry to say that we seem to be drifting apart. I used to update you all the time, but now I feel that I have very little to say to you. A lot of my life right now is just stressful and there is not much else to say about it. I don't like constantly complaining and none of my complaints would be new even if I did try to write about them. Don't take it personally, xanga; it's not you, it's me. I am no longer an angsty thirteen year old writing to you about how no one understands me and about my problems that don't matter. I appreciate all the time you spent reading my "misunderstood" thoughts. You have been there for me through heartbreaks, both mine and for the hearts I have broken, you've been there through make ups, and firsts, and friends found and lost, and I sincerely appreciate it.
You've been a good friend, please don't be offended by my lack of communication with you.. I'll come back sometimes...
Love,
Chelsey
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| I am unhappy about a lot of things in life right now.
Things that I am not unhappy about:
Kevin
Felix
CMae
my mom
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| I am overwhelmed and stressed out.
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