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If you cannot keep me, then you have to let me go.

Paxenxa kna. Nanggigigil prin ako sa kasinungalingan nyo. Galingan nyo nalang ah.

Wapakels syo kuya.😁😁..masyadong namemersonal,sampolan kita jan eh..😠😈😠😈😠😈

Isang taon nrin pala

Dati sobrang gulo ng utak ko..daming tanong sa isip ko kung papaano mo nagawa skin ang lahat sa kabila ng pagsakripisyo ko syo..emote eh😂😂...dati ndi ko matanggap dahil biglaan ang lahat.. (as in biglaan,ni ayaw mkipag usap)..dati ayokong gumive up dhil maraming what ifs...dati umasa ako na pagsubok lang lahay stin at magkamayos tuyo...dati pinipilit kong maging ok pra ndi nila malaman lahat ng nangyayari stin...pero dati yun..iba na ngayon..ngayon???.nagpapasalamat ako kay God at ngyari pla lahat yun..dhil dun pinalakas nya ako..akala ko ikaw na forever ko (ndi ko akalain na may babar pa kasing mahilig sumawsaw,as in sawsa kahit alam na may asawa na...shockssss...nkakasira ng image ng dalagang babae)...ndi pla..pero sobrang thankful ako ngayon dhil dun..dahil dun eto na ako ngayon..ngumingiti na, masaya,daming blessing kay God..nsasabi ko nlang na BUTI NLANG PLA AT HINDI AKO HINAYAAN NI GOD NA MAG STAY SA TAONG HINDI KO DESERVE...at eto ngaantay ng pra skin na nilaan ni God..kahit ng iisa basta alam ko wala akong natatapakan at nasasaktang tao..malinis ang konsenya (di tulad nila..🤣🤣)...sabi nga ng iba skin..lagi ko dw iisipin na walang relasyon ang matatahimik at maging masaya kapag ngmula lahat sa kalandian este sa kasinungalian at alam nyong pareho na may nasaktan kyo...ndi ako bitter...im better..haha..pinapaalala ko lang po bka nkalimot na kasi sila na may KARMA..oh dba..yun lang..isang taon narin..at MASAYA AT OK NA AKO.. #Godiswatching #Godisgoodallthetime

To the boy who messed me up

There are many things I could say to you. Many of those words may not be very nice and most of them probably wouldn't make a difference to you in any way. There are so many things I could say to you. But I'll say this: I forgive you. I forgive you for keeping me up so many late nights wondering where you were, what you were doing, who you were with because you wouldn't bother to tell me. I forgive you for calling me names like crazy, psycho, annoying, all because I wanted you to love me, and only me. I forgive you. I forgive you for the tear stained cheeks from the countless fights about the same things over and over again because it seemed that no matter how much it hurt me, you didn't care. I forgive you “it won't happen again”s when it always did and the “give me another chance”s when you truly didn't deserve them. I forgive you for humiliating me in front of friends, family, and everyone who knew the truth about you and your inability to have respect and love for one person only. I forgive you. There is no hope in holding onto the anger and sadness of something that was not real. Holding a grudge against you only harms me. In order to love who I am, I cannot hate the experiences that shaped me. Because of you, I am bent and broken. I may never be the same again. But maybe, just maybe... that's a good thing. Although I will never get back the many things you have taken from me, there is one thing I have and it is something I could never have while being with you. Self Worth. So I forgive you. See, it is because of you that I know what I want, what I need, and what I deserve. It's because of you that I now realize what it is truly like to be treated like a princess and to be with someone who gives me the world without making me feel worthless. I am a lot of things because of you, but I am not forgiving you because what you did was okay. I forgive you solely because what you did to me made me smarter, stronger, and more confident. But I am not giving you the credit. I am simply saying I forgive you because you dragged me down so far, I was forced to push myself back up. Me, myself, and I. So, I forgive you. I forgive you for making me believe that the never ending feeling of fear, sadness, and hopelessness was love. Don't worry, I forgive you. Sincerely, The girl who is so much happier now. Words by: Kaitlyn Baker #copycat #longpost

To The Person Who Didn't Choose Me... I wasn’t the one for you, and at first it hurt. But I’ve come to terms with the fact the stars weren’t aligned for us, and that’s OK. It took me a while to get to this point of content and there are things I want you to know: I realize I wanted things I couldn’t have. I wanted late mornings and nights in your embrace, I wanted to go on drives with you, and to laugh with you because I love seeing you smile. I wanted to give myself to you, to tell you how guarded I am and then let you in because I wanted you to be able to see a part of me that no one else does. I wanted to know more about your childhood and how you grew up to be who you are. I wanted to know your goals and aspirations, your personal heroes, and most importantly, I wanted to be yours. I wanted it so badly, but you didn’t choose me. You missed out. I could have given you everything and more. You didn’t even give me a chance, which if you did you would find I hate the feeling of velvet and that I’m the most claustrophobic person in the world. I publicly embarrass myself on the regular. I love to sing in the shower, I would dance with you in a torrential downpour because I'm a hopeless romantic, and that I have the ability to eat a pint of mint chocolate chip ice-cream without shame. I am who I am--no excuses, and I know you appreciate real people. If I learned anything about you… I did learn that. You would never have to question my loyalty to you, but I guess now you never will. But, most importantly: Thank you for not choosing me I never thought I’d say these words, but thank you for breaking my heart and not choosing me. I realize that, because of you not choosing me, it’s going to be amazing when I’m someone else’s first choice. One day, someone is going to feel for me the way I felt for you and you’ll be nothing more than a distant memory. Thank you for coming into my life and making me realize that I am as strong and independent as I hoped I could be. For that, you taught me to choose myself, and I’ll continue to do that until someone comes around and makes me realize why it didn’t work out with you. All this time I asked myself “what is wrong with me?” and “what does she have that I don’t?” and I realized that it has nothing to do with that. I wasn’t what you wanted, and that’s fine. You made me realize that I am going to be the perfect fit for someone else, and that someone is going to come along and choose me without thinking twice. And just so you know, I didn’t necessarily choose you either — my heart did. - z 💓 #copycat

Why I’m Letting You Go

Out of all the people I fell in love with, you were the one who I pictured a life with. Not any life, but the life I’ve always wanted. You were the one that I felt something with I have never felt before. You were the one whose with, it made sense. You were the one of my dreams. You were a wish that came true too soon. A dream that turned to a nightmare, a disappointment, a heartache. Please believe me when I say that I forgive you. I don’t hate you but I most definitely hate the way you let me go. And I’ll never understand how easily you did it. I’ll never understand how flawlessly you forgot about me. But, I forgive you because I really loved you. I forgive you because I don’t want to give you power over the person I am and the future I could possibly have. I forgive you because I don’t need you to tell me what the truth is. I forgive you because that’s just who I am. This is me letting you go for good. I’m accepting the fact that you belong with someone else. That someday, you’ll be waking-up next to someone who isn’t me. And that someday you’ll be someone’s everything. I’m letting go of hope that you’ll contact me. So, I’m blocking you everywhere. I’m letting go of fantasizing that you’ll tell me you’re sorry about everything just one last time. That you’ll tell me how much you missed me, but most importantly, that you’ll show it. I’m letting go of my desire that you’ll let me in, not half-way, not sort of but completely. I’m letting go of me thinking that you’ll come back because it’s always been me. I’m letting you go. And it’s not because I don’t love you still. I’m letting you go because I want to be happy. I know that without you, I am not happy. But, I also know that with you I am not happy either. So I need to find my medium place where I am happy regardless. A place without memories of you in it, a place without a picture of you in it as well. I need to start over. I’m letting you go because you gave-up. You gave-up on me, you gave-up on us, you gave-up on love. And so I get it when you said you had nothing to fight for. I’m letting you go because loving you has no meaning if it only stinks, if it only pains me. Because I can’t tell what’s real anymore. And because it’s my last resort. I’m letting you go because slowly but surely you too, let me go. ✉️ Farah Ayaad #longpost #copycat

I Think I’m Slowly Starting To Understand Life I think I’m closer to understanding the chaos of life. I think I’m starting to understand why we have to go through excruciating pain, why we have to have our world turn upside down, so we can figure out a different road, so we can find a new direction and find our voice, our calling, our faith or just start thinking about an exit. An exit that frees us from our own limitations, our barriers and how we can be our own worst enemies if we’re not careful with how we handle obstacles or how we cope with pain. I think I’m starting to understand the benefits of heartbreak. It humbles you. It makes you realize that no matter who you are and what you do, you’re still not for everyone and not everyone will admire you the way you think they will. It teaches you what to look for and what to avoid, it teaches you how love alone is not enough and how to consider other factors that are just as important as love and it teaches you the hard way of loving yourself or how to love yourself through rejection. It teaches you how to love yourself even when people leave you, even when they fail to give you closure and even when they pick someone else. It teaches you how to believe that you’re enough and stop looking for validation from someone who can easily change their mind about you. I think I’m starting to understand the confusion behind it all. How we’ll never have the right answers, how the timing will never be right, how nothing will go exactly the way we want it to, how life is just always going to be unpredictable, you’ll never really anticipate the waves coming but you’ll always find a way to swim through them, you’ll always find a way to get back up when you fall down and you’ll always find a way to let love in. You’ll always be inspired to keep going one way or another. You’ll always believe that better things are coming because you weren’t born to give up, you weren’t born to choose a miserable life and you weren’t born to die before you live. I think I’m starting to understand that even though I’ll never comprehend everything life is trying to tell me or teach me, I’ll always try to live it. I’ll always try to smile and I’ll always try to make it a life worth remembering. A life I’m proud of even if I couldn’t make all my dreams come true. A life that’s mostly difficult but also quite delightful.

#Rania Naim #longpost #copycat

You're Broken Until You've Found All the Pieces

You were in love. With the way he sang your favorite songs (whether or not he was on key). With how he made weird faces on video call. With the way time stopped when you were together. It made you happy. The music. The late nights. The inside jokes. The pizza. The ice cream. The movies. The deep and meaningful conversations. But then your heart broke. When he said he no longer loved you. When he broke up with you through a message. When all the promises made were broken in an instant. You felt worthless. Insecure. Ugly. Stupid. It still hurts. When you hear his name. When you see his face. When memories flood back in. Now you feel like a pile of broken pieces. But that’s okay. Because every single bit of you is still worth something. Even in the ruins, you are still beautiful. So when you’re ready, take those pieces and put yourself back together. You’ll forget the sound of his voice. You’ll forget the curves of his smile. And every broken piece will fit together, even better than before. Then someday someone new will come into your life and you’ll say to yourself: “I have never been happier. I have never been more in love.” And you will think: I have never felt more whole. 💌 Jean Marie #copycat