dear teen meDear Sarah,dear teen me3 years ago in Adult
Remember that time you tried to top yourself by hiding under the covers? That was hilarious. I remember you tugging at the edges of the blanket and praying, without a shred of scientific evidence, that the lack of oxygen would be enough to kill you. You sat under there for something like fifteen minutes before you gave up and went to make a sandwich. But while you were under there, choking a little on your pillow because you never washed your sheets, I remember you thought someone was watching. Someone who understood your suffering. Someone who understood you.
Kid, that was me. And I've got two words for you: man up. Life can get a whole lot harder than this. Before too much longer, it's going to. And by the time you get to my age, you're going to be glad.
Why were you
Dear Future Self,Dear Future Self,3 years ago in Teen
Dear Future Me,
I bet you weren't expecting a letter from your past self, were you?
Well, you probably were, considering we're the same person and
you'd have to know I was writing you a letter since you wrote it in the
past so I guess you know already what's in this letter, right? Do I even
need to write it? If I don't write it… will that set off a chain of events
that lead to the you who won't read this being someone completely different!?
I've watched 'Back to the Future' far too many times.
Well, I'm going to write it. I guess I can't offer you infinite insight
about your future since I'm writing forward as opposed to back, and I
don't know what the future is going to be like, but I want to reiterate
a couple of things for you that might be weathered by time.
Alrighty, for starters:
a) Zombies will always be awesome. Forever and always. Don't lose your love for the genre, buddy.
b) There's always time. When it comes to projects, the less of it you have, t
Dear Daddy's GirlDear Naive 15,Dear Daddy's Girl3 years ago in Adult
You're ignorant as Hell.
You dress in baggy blue jeans, wear an oversized hoodie every day, and never let your hair down. Students at school, and even your mom, think you're gay… and you don't even know.
All of your classmates blame you for a burn book that circulated after that Mean Girls movie. Everyone thinks you're a jealous bitch and secretly they mock you. How can you not see that?
Your teachers are all positive that you cut yourself and that you're always on drugs. Even now you have no idea why they ask you to take your jacket off during class. Could it be that you always wear long sleeves?
It's okay, sweetheart. I had to find out the hard way, too.
Right now you're probably wishing your dad was home. He's the only one that will read your stories and tell you how creative you are. You don't have to beg him to watch movies with you, and he'll listen to your favorite songs without calling you suicidal. Right now, living wi
To My Future SelfTo my Future Self,To My Future Self3 years ago in Teen
Breathe. You must be thinking, seriously, my teen self is acting like an old fart of a teacher telling off overstressed kids, but seriously, breathe. Stop. Pause. Listen. It's your heart beating. It's telling you, I'm beating so damn hard, I might just kill you one day.
Okay, let's digest. There can only be two reasons for your heart to beat like that. One reason is because I wouldn't have changed- I would still be that overzealous, neurotic, depressed teenager with a penchant for word thieves, dream catchers and moment makers. The other reason would be just the opposite: it's beating with life, with purpose, with hope.
I hope you'll be that second person.
Because being that second person means being serenaded by Chopin in a boy's car, travelling down to Bondi Beach watching sculptures rear out of the sea and you're feeling like, maybe, love may finally find you at last. Being that second person means you just won't shut up talking to patrons
Dear Adult Me.Dear adult me,Dear Adult Me.3 years ago in Teen
I'm tucking this letter safely inside your favorite copy of 'The Dragonlance Series', where I'm sure you're going to find it. Page 241--your page. This book should be worn and weathered by now. I say 'should', because I'm frantically hoping that you're still reading it; because people change and you--we--are no exception.
So, dear future self, it's definitely been a while since I last thought of you. The truth is, I'm afraid to. All those hopeless and overly irrelevant dreams I have right now are probably just a fade memory in your mind. Some of them you probably accomplished. Some others you probably don't even remember; not that I blame you, you probably thought that those ambitions were too ridiculous to realize.
Did you finally manage to publish your book? This may sound funny to you, but right now, publishing our book sounds like an amazing and generally possible idea. Maybe, as time passed, the thought started becoming more and more untenable and, consequently, you
Dear Adult MeDear Adult me,Dear Adult Me3 years ago in Teen
Did you succeed in all those crazy plans you made? Every day I look at my to-do list and just say to myself "Not today." But what about you? Did you get off your lazy butt and actually do those things listed? Did you write those countless stories, play all of those amazing games, learn all the knowledge to satisfy you, listen to every song on those lists received, read every book suggested, and all the while still manage to do the chores at home and hang out with every friend?
There's so much I want to ask you, but there's nothing you can say. I want to know if the life I've made now will be the life I have forever. Some days it feels like that's true. Other days it feels like everything I've lived through is a lie.
Did you ever tell that guy how you really feel? That girl? Did you ever become a mother?
As our sister traversed life along side us, we both know the things she went through, and a refresh on her history only strengthens it more. It's scary to think that you
TnM te amo asta la muerteEsta historia se trata de un chico y una chicaTnM te amo asta la muerte3 years ago in Teen
thom: te extrañe en la escuela hoy.Porque no estabas hay?
marie: si...tuve que ir al medico
thom: oh, en serio?.Porque?
marie: nada, nada ... solo unas revisiones anuales
marie: debo hacerte una pregunta...
thom: seguro, dime
marie: Cuanto me amas?
thom: sabes que te amo mas que nada en este mundo...
thom: por que preguntas?
thom: algo anda mal?
marie: no,nada ... ummm ... cuanto te importo?
thom: te daria el mundo en un latido si pudiese
marie: lo harias?
thom: si,lo haria!........ocurre algo malo?
marie: no,todo esta bien...
thom: ok...eso espero
marie: moririas por mi?
thom: recibiria una bala por ti,amor...
marie: de veras?
thom: siempre que fuera necesario...ocurre algo malo?
marie: no,estoy bien,estas bien,todo y todos estan bien...
marie: bueno...nos vemos en la escuela mañana,adios
thom: esta bi
Dear Teen MeDear Teen Me ~Dear Teen Me3 years ago in Teen
You, with the bleu Sharpie pen.
Those ripped leggings are hugging your bones like another layer of skin. Werent you maintaining your weight? Oh, thats right. I remember now. You were spending some more time in that day hospital program. Philhaven. The depression had come back in a rush. It was overwhelming; a tide of uncertainty and anxiety, complete with a bow laced with self-loathing. It was wrapped around you like gauze and medical tape, all melted together as one hard cast. All that weight, Love, and you crashed. You fell under a suffocating blanket of hatred and were constantly shrouded by ribbons of past mistakes.
/Failure, failure, failure/
Those thoughts followed you around like a black dog with a limp, slow at times, but always there. Your friends turned their backs on you after that night. We decided that they werent friends, remember? But then there was something else to think about. Who /were/ your friends, then? The ones you had
AnguishedDear teen me,Anguished3 years ago in Teen
First off, I hate you.
I HATE you.
You are despicable and you are vile. I wish you nothing but the anguish of nightmares and sad, sleepless nights. I hate you for what you've done, and I hate you for all the reasons why you've done it. I hate you for being so stupid as to thinking that building a wall would keep out the sadness. Because guess what? It didn't.
I hate you.
I hate YOU who crushed my dreams, and turned my skies from blue to gray. It was you who convinced me that daydreams were just a sad, pathetic excuse to escape reality, and ever since then, I've felt as if I were deaf in a hearing world.
You are despicable even in the eyes of the lowest.
I hate you!
I hope you've lived your life in complete and utter anguish . . . and then we'd be even! Because you've made my life a living hell. You are selfish
Dear adult meDear adult me3 years ago in Teen
This is a letter for my future self, my adult self, maybe at 40-45 years old or more :3
If you are not her, don't read that!
First of all! How are you, dear?
I want to ask you some of the questions that are being VERY annoying in my head so I can finally take them out (please, use a time machine to return this letter as soon as posible!):
Did you publish a book or a comic?Did you became an informatic engineer, a freelance illustrator, an hotel director or a marketing gurl?Did you finally found HIM? (yes, HIM, ya know)Where are you living? (please don't tell me you're still living in the same place as now I live!)
Ah! How many questions! But basically these four are the most important of them
I hope you didn't throw away this letter thinking it all was a bad joke... (becaue it isn't!). I will show you: your first cat was called Benito, wasn't him? Weeeeell, now that you don't have doubts about how I am, I shall continue with some a
Dear Adult MeDear Adult Me,Dear Adult Me3 years ago in Teen
Yes I'm looking at you.
I know it's strange to see that weird girl with the black t-shirt and jeans, both too big for her, staring at you from across a crowded train station, her purple hair standing out miles away.
Think about it though. Don't you remember that tee? The one with the TARDIS and how you yelled in happiness when it came in the mail and jumped around the kitchen counter for a few minutes?
Do you remember me?
Do you remember that grin? The one that you spent a few hours in front of the mirror perfecting when you were 13? The one that you're positive still looks ugly? Does anyone like that grin now? Is there someone waiting for you at the end of the line?
You know there isn't someone waiting for me. Yet I'm still grinning. Try to remember where that girl came from. School?
Oh, yes! Drama.
Do you remember the nerds, the singing, the innuendo, the crashing of furniture in the back closet halfway through the play that night? How at first you were horrified, but
Dear Adult MeDear Adult Me,Dear Adult Me3 years ago in Teen
Am I still as awkward as I am/was at 16…finally on the cusp of 17? I think I would be since, after all, people can’t change that much.
Oh, what about my relationship with Z, how did that go? It’s alright if you can’t spare the details, I don’t think I want them anyway. Everything always seems better with a surprise.
How did college go? Did I ever find the chance to explore New York the way I wanted, what about my job? Have I risen to the top the way I dream? Oh…can I finally draw? God, I hope so!
Enough questions, I’m sure I still plague myself with them day in and day out, I don’t need more…adult or not.
One more thing though…did I ever manage to have children?
As you can read, I have nothing but questions but think a bit…what can you have but questions if you are talking to someone in the future? They already know your experiences, so there can be no philosophical sayings. They alre
Dear Adult MeDear Adult Me3 years ago in Teen
Hello Future Me,
I'm writing you a letter, as you can probably tell by the start of this letter...but that's really besides the point, yes?
Yes, totally and utterly besides the point.
...don't give me that look. Bl
You KNOW you're smiling right now!
Ya, I heard that snort just then.
Love you as well, by the by. B)
Well I'm going to start with a few questions, just to get things started...
1. Whose your favorite anime character right now, is it still Russia?
...you BETTER still be into anime. I swear. Even if I'm like...75 when I read this.
2. What did you decide to do after college? Am I a lawyer now like I wanted to be or something completely different?
I know that was more than one question, give me a break.
3. How many surgeries have I had since now, keep in mind that today is September 11, 2012 and we're fixing to have wrist surgery for the second time, so go from there.
4. Have you told the 'secret' yet? Yes, that one.
5. Is your favorite show still The Avengers, so is it somethin
Thomarie- Sentimientos de amorUn día en la casa de los flinn había una chica llamada Marie Flinn, de pelo rojizo, piel blanca y con pecas (DE 16 AÑOS), hija de Phinear e Isabella. Era de día y Marie todavía no se levantaba .Thomarie- Sentimientos de amor3 years ago in Teen
En la pieza de Marie
Isabella: Marie levántate
Marie: aaaa no mama 5 minutos mas ..
Isabella: Marie es tu primer dia en la secundaria y thomas te esta esperand ..
Maire: * al escuchar el nombre de THOMAS se levanto rápidamente , se baño y se vistió y bajo rápidamente .*
Thomas chico de 16 años, medio primo de Marie de pelo café y moreno
Marie estaba bajando las escaleras ( vestía una polera morada con rallas, una falda también morada, una boina morada y unas botas negras )
Thomas* pensamiento: uhau Marie si que se ve linda .ESPERA THOMAS que estas diciendo Marie es tu PRIMA .. bueno no generalmente somos medios primos .*
adult meDear adult meadult me3 years ago in Teen
I hope you will know that life is beautiful. I hope mom is better and your pain goes away. I hope you look at your scars and realize that you were lucky not have died. This will be buried in your purple jewelry box along with your poetry book. i hope you remember it and read this.Adult me i hope you have a better life than dad has. And i hope that you can think without crying.Dear adult me i hope you feel better about yourself.
Dear adult me i hope we are better when we are older. and we learn to control these dark waters that hurt us so badly right now
Dear Future MeDear Future Me3 years ago in Teen
Hey future me...
I don't really know if you are reading this or not...(let's just hope that you stayed a deviantArtist for a while >ww< Vincent, Antonette, Barron, Scarlet. Gilbert, Clementine, Delilah, Ivorine, Sawyer. Grane, Chloe. *and possibly more :0
Future me...please take a look at the Journal
__Not this one. The one I called my "Secret Journal". Don't EVER throw that away...tears have stained within it...it would be madness to rid of it. Keep it safe...
OUR BABIES XD
__By this I mean Bunny. Bunny and Pikapa. ALWAYS KEEP BUNNY WITH YOU<3 He's been with us since we were born...
__When you have kids, show them EFH P, Modeling pictures, this website/your account here on dA, etc etc... It would be very interesting for them >w<
Julia my crazyDoggy
__fC&cD forever, bro. remember that... How's everything going with her and me? I hope all goes well...she really did help us a lot with emotional stress...
Last few things
__You surprised? About anything reall
Dear Teen MeDear Teen Me,Dear Teen Me3 years ago in Adult
Yes, you there.
You in the horn-rimmed glasses in your stupid millwheel hat. You knew you’d look totally dumb wearing that to a carnival party, didn’t you? And now you sit there hating the music, hating the people who dragged you there, hating your hair, your figure, your baggy tapered jeans and most of all your glasses. Yes, I know all that. I remember the whole damn evening, when they seemed to play nothing but Salt’n’Pepa, Rozalla and KLF. What did you think they’d play, Paul McCartney, or Elvis Costello? What did you expect the boys would do – would they suddenly notice you with that millwheel hat when they never noticed you before? I bet they noticed the hat, I’ll give you that. It's probably one of the things that makes them give you such a wide berth. Who’d snog someone who looks as if she’s ten? And be honest, do you really want to have someone shoving his tongue past your tonsils, the way they’re doing i
Dear Adult MeNovember 11 2012 7:21 PMDear Adult Me3 years ago in Teen
Dear adult me,
What are you like? I hope that you haven't strayed from the path I planned since I was 10. All my life, I have made sure things happen just the way I like it.
Were you able to fix your mistakes that I foolishly could not?
Are you still afraid of what may happen next?
Do you live with no regrets?
I am terrified of losing my friends, falling in love, getting hurt, I wish that time could slow down so that all the stress and pain that is yet to come would be on 'hold' for a while. I have many regrets that you know of, being bullied, bullying others, lying, cheating, swearing. Is there a hope for the life that I had written in front of me?
Have you achieved your goals?
Were you able to go after your dreams?
Are you 'On top of the world' right now?
You as you are right now and how you were in the past are exactly the same. No one has forgotten the embarrassing moments you had or when you would just break down and cry. All the mistakes you have mad
Dear Teen MeDear Adolescent Self,Dear Teen Me3 years ago in Adult
I know, everything sucks and you don't want to hear from some lame-ass old person. Lame-ass old people try to tell you things like this all the time, but they're just stupid old people that can't possibly understand. You don't respect me because I'm not in a band, I don't have black hair, and I don't look awesome. I don't write screamey songs that speak to your weasley black soul, nor am I Tim Burton or Freddie Mercury. I get it, past self. I get it. Frankly, I don't want to hear things from me either most of the time. As lame as I may be, just hear me out for a minute.
There's this thing you should really, really try, and it's called being happy. No, I'm not high. Yes, this is really quite terrible and hokey. Shut up and stop judging me for a minute, I'm trying to help you, you little twonk. Also, start thinking of absurd insults now, it will help you in the long run.
As I was SAYING, you spend far too much time and effort on being miserable. Part of it is the ho
Dear Adult MeDear Adult Me,Dear Adult Me3 years ago in Teen
I don't know why, but I kind of nervous to write this letter to you. Don't ask.. Actually, you can, but I doubt you'd remember the reason you chose to write this letter in the first place. I-- er, we, are pretty forgetful, after all.
As I write this, I'm suddenly overwhelmed with questions. Weird questions, like 'Are you still an awkward, egotistical, weirdo?', but I think you'd take that as more of an insult now, so never mind!
Anyhow, so what's it like? Being an adult, I mean.. Have you given up art and fiction? Have you past high school? Are you a psychologist who went to college for 8 years like we planned, or are you homeless and alone, wishing for a better life? It COULD happen, you know..
I have more questions, but you'll probably be annoyed at me-- er, yourself, for being so curious...
Remember that girl? The one who told you that your curiosity would kill you some day? Are you still friends with her? Has your curiosity gotten you in trouble? Are you even alive?
The Girl In My FutureDear Girl In My Future,The Girl In My Future3 years ago in Teen
I really hope you're not staring down that same gun barrel, wondering why nothing much has changed for yourself.
Do you miss the girl you once were? You do, don't you? You used to be that girl who skipped down the halls a bit too carefree for the likes of the normal people. You sang in languages no one knew and danced to songs you probably shouldn't have, but hey: life was good.
I wish I could know for sure what life is like for you now, but since I cant, let's make a checklist, shall we?
1. Are you following a dream? Your dream job, your dream family, any dream at all? No? Come back when you are.
2. I see you've picked the letter back up. How's the husband doing? What, no husband? Put this down and get back to me when you're ready.
3. How many kids do you have, if any? You'd better have at least 2 boys by now, Jehoshaphat and Yehoshua? Remember them? If not, put this letter down until you do. Get to making them babies girl, it's what you've always wanted most.