So I haven’t been on Tumblr in roughly a year
And I probably won’t be on much more after this either. But I came back for a bit, and I suppose I’ll do that Seven Letters thing that I promised I would (but all in one day, because, as I said, I probably won’t come back much more.)
Day one: Dear ex boyfriend/girlfriend
Day two: Dear future/current child
Day three: Dear crush/ current significant other
Day four: Dear mother
Day five: Dear tumblr
Day six: Dear dad
Day seven: Dear future me (a year from now)
Day One - Dear Ex-Boyfriend/Girlfriend Best Friend:
Hey. You might see this or you might not. I know it’s been a while, and I want to say sorry we lost contact. You were my first close friend in middle school and I’ll always love you for that. I miss ya, doll. Glad you’re happy, it looks like you have quite the family here on tumblr :) (p.s. idk if you saw what I put in your ask box lol, so that’s half of why I’m posting here too)
-Your friend
Day Two - Future Child:
Hi baby <3 I don’t know you yet, but you’re beautiful and perfect. I hope you’ll be a good mix of your father (who I haven’t met yet either) and me. Grow up strong and make mistakes, I’ll be with you to pick you back up and to guide you. You’re going to love your grandparents, I do. I hope you don’t get too psychologically damaged. Love you, honey.
Day Three - Dear Crush:
You’re sweet and funny, and your smile drives me mad. I feel weird writing this to you when (I hope) you’ll never see it. I wish we could be more than just good friends. I love your taste in music, your quiet humor, your slight freckles. I admit I never thought I’d like a guy with long hair, but you rock it. ;) Now stop being so oblivious and see how crazy I am about you!
Day Four - Dear Mother:
I’ll love you forever, no matter what. I know you’ll be back from your trip on Thursday, but I miss you already. Come home soon, come home safe.
Day Five - Dear Tumblr:
You’re great, and funny, and I haven’t seen you in a while. I don’t miss you much, though. I used to be so antisocial, with few friends that I could actually talk to. I guess you were an escape? One of my many. Now, though, I’m a thespian (techies for the win!), a swimmer, an IB student, and happier than I’ve ever been. My friends are funny and happy and true and real, and I wouldn’t give them up for the world. You’re great, tumblr, but I wouldn’t trade you for a real life. Good to see you again, though!
Day Six - Dear Dad:
I know we have our problems, and we’re two very different people. I’ll try to listen more, and I hope you do too. You’re smart and kind and funny. Love you always.
Day Seven - Dear Future Self (one year older):
I hope we’ve accomplished all our goals by now! Pleaaasseee, for my sake, be the girlfriend of the aforementioned crush. He’s great, I promise. Also, do better next year. I know CAS starts, but don’t let those grades slip, hon. We can do it. :) You’re beautiful, remember that.
