To the girl who wears too much eyeliner:

He is good, really sweet with words. He knows just the right things to say and like a fool I fell for every line. You may feel you're special, and wont go through what I went through because you're the one he wants now. That may be the case, but just be careful with your heart, as charming as he is with his demeanor, he is not as cautious with hearts. Trust me, Ive been there, heard all that, done that, tapped that. In the end I can honestly say, he is nothing to be proud of.

To the girl whose bed is across the room from mine:

Words cant say enough how I treasure you in my life. Not just because youre always there to rub my back as I choked between sobs, or giving me comfort every.single.effing.time I needed assurances and then re-assurances, but also for lending an ear when I was chatty and happy and eager to share too, all of which I can only imagine must be annoying as heck. But you put up with me nevertheless, through pms and mood changes, through mindless stuff and angry rants, through elation and heartbreaks. You knew what I was going to say just by the tone of my voice, you made a night just for me and you stayed up while I played the drum off beat. I know that I dont have to say all these because I know you understand how I feel, but I dont even want to think about what I'll do without you. :)

To girlfriends, old and new:

Thank you for letting me be myself around you. Whether you're miles or a couple rooms away, I really appreciate your friendship. Even a line of comfort, the laughter you share, keeping me company and mind off things, taking me in flawed and all, it meant a whole lot to me.

To the girl who wears too much eyeliner:

What is UP with that eyeliner? The Olsen twins called they want their look back.

(what, i had to sneak in some bitchiness somehow. heh.)