Dear Someone,

My ambitions might very well destroy my life. "Not everyone can drive a ferrari".

Dear Someone,

I have the best friends in the whole wide world!

Dear Someone,

I'll have a baby. I'll never be alone again.

Dear Someone,

She has always been like that. When it's convenient she acts as my mom, and she's even capable of telling me how ungrateful I am. "Mommy is the lady who raises you, not the one who gives birth to you", she'd always say, and sometimes I would believe her. But whenever things get too hard, she's never my mom. "I need money for college", I say "I've always been bright, a successful carreer awaits, but I need a diploma first!". And the answer never changes "I'm not your mommy. I've got no obligations. And I've done enough already, I raised you when you weren't my business. Now why can't that be enough? Call your mother and ask her for help. She's got the money."And whenever I go black she calls someone else to pick me up and clean my mess. "I can deal with her no more. She doesn't listen to me, she doesn't listen do anyone. And she's not my business. I'm too old for this anyway - you come and take her with you." Well I need no part-time mommy. I'm putting up with this no more. If you're not my mommy all the time, then you've never been my mommy, and I can tell the one person you always call to come and get me the same. Therefore I am an orphan who's been left with very little in the world. But I am also a very strong and independent woman. If can't go to college I won't go, but you'd have to kill me to take me back to the place you once forced me to call "home". I am staying here, I'm going nowhere. And if I have to work on the streets, I'll do it. I'll do whatever it takes. You can take everything away from me, even my hopes and dreams of a comfortable future, but you can't make me stop controlling my own life. I'll live. Your days of suffocating me are over.

Dear Someone,

Why live like this?

Dear Someone,

I got rid of one of my addictions, only to start a new one. 

Dear Someone,

This withdrawal is killing me. But I will be strong. I will be free.

Dear Someone,

I hate night time. It makes me feel so depressed. Now I just want to break down and cry. And it's a Friday night, I should be out partying.

Dear Someone,

This has to end. This will end. Tonight.

Dear Someone,

Sometimes I miss home, but then I realize how much I love being here. I wish I could go back without having to leave.

Dear Someone,

I don't deal well with feelings. At least not with real feelings.

Dear Someone,

"I've got the world on a string, (...) I've got that string around my finger. (...) And life is a wonderful thing, as long I hold that string"

Dear Someone,

I am taking all this to a new level. My thoughts and memories of purely imaginary things are now blending with real feelings and emotions. Instead of swiming in my sea of magic and fantasy, I am now drowning in it. Things that I once controlled are now pulling me down. The bouy that once kept me in touch with reality doesn't float anymore. It sinks, and so do I. 

Dear Someone,

None of my friends, none my real and true friends, those who are always there for me when I need them, really knows who I am. And that is no one else's but my own fault. And that is just sad. They love me so much for who they think I am. They accept all my faults, even those I don't have. They are such great people. I wish I could tell them all that is going on, but I also don't know what is happening. And even if I did, I wouldn't let them know. I couldn't bare to lose them.

Dear Someone,

I don't think I can do this alone. For the first time in my life, I think I need help to fix things, to clean up this mess, to put myself back together. But whose help?

Dear Someone,

What is wrong with me?

Dear Someone,

How can it be wrong, if it feels so right? How can it be false, if it feels so true? And how can it be a dream, if it feels so real? 

Dear Someone,

I wish you were real. I wish I had someone to write this letters to. But everyone is gone... I made them leave.

Dear Someone,

Can my own company make me feel less alone?

Dear Someone,

One day I am going to look back at this stage of my life and be proud of myself because I was able to get out of it.

Dear Someone,

Sometimes the easiest things can become the hardest things to do. I guess we shouldn't take anything for granted.

Dear Someone,

I am sinking like a ship.

Dear Someone,

This is what I repeat to myself, over and over and over again: "It doesn't matter, my dear. Nothing else matters but us. We will always be together, no matter what they say. I will never ever let you go, no matter what they do. You are everything I have. You are the only one I love."