its interesting to you because it came from my heart?

Dear Nelson, 
         

                        I'm sorry for mostly only writing sad things on my blog. 

                     I know we're supposed to  have both sides, but I only get inspiration when I'm down.

And I don't know if that makes me a crappy writer, or a limited one. 

But either way, I'm sorry I lack versatility. 

Dear mountain boy,  

You better keep going to bed before I eat my dinner. 

 You better keep guarding your music like its your life source. 

You better move on from last year.

Because everyone says you're a lot more closed off than you used to be..

But I don't judge you because hey, I'm sitting in the same boat with you. 

I admire when people are closed off. It makes me feel less alone.

but

You keep doing you, because you deserve to have an angel inside your arms, and not a demon.

One that will love you for exactly the outstanding person you are. 

Dear dad, 

You are not my father. 

You are not her spouse. 

You decided to dig your way out of our hearts from the beginning, 

so don't expect to crawl back through the hole you made in us

.

.

 when you're on your death bed. 

Because i'm going to tell you right now, that this hole will be gone.

stitched up. closed off.  Forever. 

and I refuse to let a filthy corpse decay inside my heart. 

So I'll be on my way, you've got bottles and lung exercises that need tending to.

Dear Snake, 

I hope you're satisfied. 

because you have the power to create bruises that can never heal.

and I hope god does not have mercy on your soul,

because he is the only one who knows what you did.

he may be the only one to ever know, but I guess thats good enough for me. 

and I cant wait until you are just a faded memory on my skin. 

Dear God, 

I'm sorry.