sometimes...

... i have nothing to say. and sometimes i have so much to say that i don't even know where or how to begin. guess which of those times this is...

Dear Mr...

dear mr. man,
do you realize we have made it through 3 consecutive conversations without fighting? i think might be a record. like a record record record. i like us like this.
love,
the girl who won't feed your ego

dear mr. ambiguous,
i'm kind of mad that you left for the summer without saying goodbye. who does that? as if your ambiguity wasn't frustrating enough, now you're going to be ambiguous long distance. don't be surprised if this doesn't work out.
sincerely,
the girl who won't wait forever

dear mr. hermit,
when will your hermit days be over? i miss you and i miss us and i want to be friends again. can we make that happen sooner than later? maybe? that'd be great, thanks.
in anticipation,
the girl who is loosing her patience

dear mr. ego,
i'm trying really hard not to be weirded out by your engagement. it's not working. someday soon i will wish you well, but at the moment i'm going to ignore you. trust me, it's better this way.
uncomfortably,
the girl who finds this all very strange

dear boys i'll never actually meet

dear paul walker,
if your smile were any more perfect it would be holy. seriously, i could stare at you all day if you promise to smile for at least half of it. also, i had a dream that we were married. could we make that happen?
adoringly,

the coolest girl you've never met

dear cory monteith,
why are you dating lea michelle? she's too short for you and she seems like a lot of work. if you ever get tired of it and need a tall, low maintenance woman, i'm your girl.
with anticipation,
the low maintenance giantess

dear benedict cumberbatch
i really like to say your name. a lot. i'm so glad your parents didn't name you "john" or something.
sincerely,
someone with a less exciting moniker