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I wait at the counter of the celestial cafe. The barista looks a little tired, but she glows. Everyone glows here.
What do you need?
Nothing too complicated. Just glass full of light.
Can humans drink light?
I need to cancel out the shadows in my chest.
Here, then. Good luck.
Coincidence. I met you somewhere I can’t remember but I’m sure it’s you. Then you turn out to be a friend of my friend. I thought we won’t see each other again, but then you showed at one certain place. We seem to meet in different places, again and again and again. We only exchange hellos, smile then go. After sometime, I’ll meet then I’ll think about you every night, everyday. Maybe it’s loves way to put us together, we may not know that love will be the reason, but I seem to feel that it’s fate meeting you, maybe it written in our fate that we’re really meant to be.
Scary creatures being kind is my favorite thing
I can be both
“Don’t ask yourself what you did wrong or how you could have done it differently. Don’t waste your valuable heart and mind trying to figure out why he did what he did. Or thinking back on all the things he said, and wondering what was the truth and what was the lie. The only thing you need to know is that it’s really good news: He’s gone.”
— Greg Behrendt, He’s Just Not That Into You
I left him
And he asked why because it didn’t make sense. We seemed happy. There was no fight.
A calm before the storm.
And I want to be a nice person and tell him. It’s not him. It’s me. I just need change. But it’s not
I got tired of not getting enough.
Got tired of being in second place. Being a spare tyre.
Got tired of making excuses for him.
Got tired of crying myself to sleep
Got tired of the panic attacks.
The half ass excuses and the endless arguments.
I got tired of not being loved the way I deserved. There’s absolutely nothing wrong with that.
But why is it so hard to say this without feeling like I’m breaking a sacred vow?
life goes on.
and move on
#therapy
I’m tired of wishing I was dead.
The sun is cold and uncaring.
He rises once again, yet I remain
Utterly heartbroken.
“get a job” as an insult: piddlin. implies one’s value is determined by employment. feeds into capitalistic ideals
“get a hobby”: strong. cutting. implies that instead of feeding your soul and potentially creating something beautiful, you are here bothering me.
Can I just say (speaking from a general stand point I am aware every person and situation is different) but most men are looking at outer beauty while women look for inner beauty … and everyone of course loves a good ‘underdog’ story but then you get these situations where the girl truly loves the shy ‘nice’ guy for who he is and over time the guy loses feelings because she becomes more open thinking he’d love all her sides and shades too turns out there’s a disconnect and he doesn’t really .. just wants you to be the perfect rose without any thorns … can anyone else relate to that or is it just me? …
