Words All Yours
Sometimes, the only way to really say what you want is to become nameless, faceless. This is an accordingly anonymous blog to say all the things I never did, to write the letters I will never send, to all of the people who will never know, never hear. The idea was inspired by I Wrote This for You, but this is not her. This is just someone else who needs them to know, if they ever come across this blog. This is someone who thinks more than I dare use my tongue; this is someone with bite marks on my tongue from all the things I've never said. And this is the blog where it will all surface. These are the words that are all yours. Read the intro letter here.
Sometimes, the only way to really say what you want is to become nameless, faceless. This is an accordingly anonymous blog to say all the things I never did, to write the letters I will never send, to all of the people who will never know, never hear. The idea was inspired by I Wrote This for You, but this is not her. This is just someone else who needs them to know, if they ever come across this blog. This is someone who thinks more than I dare use my tongue; this is someone with bite marks on my tongue from all the things I've never said. And this is the blog where it will all surface. These are the words that are all yours. Read the intro letter here.
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My Christmas wish would be for a fireplace to magically appear in your living room. Oh, the things we would do beside it.
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