MEME | a letter a day

Here's the challenge, each day for the next month, write a blog in letter form to the following people:

Day 1 — Your Best Friend
Day 2 — Your Crush
Day 3 — Your parents
Day 4 — Your sibling (or closest relative)
Day 5 — Your dreams
Day 6 — A stranger
Day 7 — Your ex-boyfriend/girlfriend/love/crush
Day 8 — Your favorite internet friend
Day 9 — Someone you wish you could meet
Day 10 — Someone you don't talk to as much as you'd like to
Day 11 — A Deceased person you wish you could talk to
Day 12 — The person you hate most/caused you a lot of pain
Day 13 — Someone you wish could forgive you
Day 14 — Someone you've drifted away from
Day 15 — The person you miss the most
Day 16 — Someone that’s not in your state/country
Day 17 — Someone from your childhood
Day 18 — The person that you wish you could be
Day 19 — Someone that pesters your mind—good or bad
Day 20 — The one that broke your heart the hardest
Day 21 — Someone you judged by their first impression
Day 22 — Someone you want to give a second chance to
Day 23 — The last person you kissed
Day 24 — The person that gave you your favorite memory
Day 25 — The person you know that is going through the worst of times
Day 26 — The last person you made a pinky promise to
Day 27 — The friendliest person you knew for only one day
Day 28 — Someone that changed your life
Day 29 — The person that you want tell everything to, but too afraid to
Day 30 — Your reflection in the mirror


[OOC: Note, these will cross all of Chase's verses, most likely. I also might, occasionally, miss a day or two here or there along the way due to RL schedules and committments, but will play catch-up or post a day in advance.]

[Letter a day] Day 1 - Your best friend

Foreman,

You know, I still have no clue how in the hell you came to be my best friend, but it looks like we're just gonna have to suck it up and deal with it. But don't worry, I know you'll still vehemently deny it whenever we're in public, just like that hot night of drunken and promiscious man se- oops, sorry. Wrong memory.

Anyway, just gotta thank you for being a mate, mate. You might technically hate me deep down, but admit it, you really love me. I mean, you don't cover a murder for just anyone, right? If you do, can you let me know because than I think I seriously need to rethink this best mate thing. Everytime you see me, your heart just skips a beat, right?

And just for the record? You could have made a little more with the talking me out of marrying Cameron thing. Out of everything you had to start supporting me with, why did it have to be this? I don't like being a thirty-something divorcee. Why didn't you encourage me to turn gay or become a Mormon or even turn Jedi? It would have stopped me ending up with this wayward grey pube that is the bane of my existence.

So yeah. BFFs, dude. Just no accidental peeking at the urinal, alright?

You stink.

- Chase