dear me, later

dear me,
i hope you dnt f*ck shit up, im workin hard here.

thanks,
me, now

DEAR YOU

Dear you:

Stop confusing me.

love,

youthful you

You don't know what will make you happy until you're happy and look at your surroundings.

You be the judge...

we be slackin on this brilliance. Who's up? Next topic. We make time to think on these topics. WOMEN. LETS GET ON IT.

F* off

Dear Habit,

I fucking hate you.

You've wasted my time. You've drowned my spirit. You're trampled my self-esteem.

You make me feel ugly, unhappy, miserable to say the least.

Why won't you go away and leave me to be the person who overcomes such petty emotions?

Leave me the fuck alone.

a letter to habit

Dear Habit,
I don’t even notice you anymore. And I apologize. Your presence gives me some kind of subconscious comfort though, and I guess I should thank you for that. However, your constant existence in my world has taken on, maybe just a slight, destructive hold on me.

Hold on, lets be real, it’s more then slight. And it’s becoming apparent that I need to be better without you. You’ve been my safe ‘go-to’ place for so long, that I’ve become stuck with you. It’ll be scary, and ill probably come back a few times, please don’t take it personally when Ill leave you again., though. Because I will.

So thanks.. for being there. But at this point, if I don’t, can’t, appreciate you anymore, I’d say its time to part ways then. So I can grow on alone, and make room for other habits, that I can learn to love and appreciate the way I once did you.

Love, ..always
Rita

A Letter to Habit...

Dear Habit,

We've been together awhile now and..
you see...
it's not you, it's me.
You're doing things exactly right.
Got me to do it again last night.
But I've got to go
I've got to grow
And you can't hold me down
anymore.

Love,
Dana