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[assablog]

I like a boy, for 10 years now. Like? No, it's more into fell in love. When we are in the first year in high school, my friends told me how ugly he is. Fyi, he is a teacher's son. So he always perform in academic and sports. We in different class at that time and he's in the next class. Whenever I went to toilet or canteen, I need to walked pass his classroom. Do you know how much did this butterfly in my stomach dance?? And it keeps continue until we finished high school. And I still love him, from ugly until puberty hits him hard that he glow up now. He's going to settle down his degree this year. And he keep rejected me;⁠) yeah I've got that ugly cried. Then I realized, after 10 years, that I'm not his cup of tea. God, I'm such an idiot! The second puberty didn't hit me yet so I'm ugly as hell. Like I'm not that attractive. So now, I just admire him from afar. Watched him slowly falling in love with other girl that fits in his cup. Meanwhile I, stay loyal to only this one stupid guy, who never sees me and decided to stay unmarried. Just because I like a boy.

[alittlepomegranate-deactivated2]

[artificiallymade]

The boarding school girl fantasy

Despite being an obvious party girl my middle child complex has convinced me I need to be good at school in order to get attention from my parents so I always craved academic validation in relation to parents validation. That explains why I choose to attend a school I’m blatantly not smart enough to attend other than classmates that make me question my self worth every single day. So to keep my status as the smart one along to the bpd babe title I have to keep getting semi good grades next to some smart politics talking and latin proverbs at dinner. I’ve been learning about greek mythology and reading relatively long books for a 10 yo while being praised for it at the point that my favorite readings in years have been 90s books discussing the dangers of heroin use. The boarding school girl fantasy. The Rory Gilmore dream. Aka the constant fear of disappointing my elementary school teacher that told my parents I could write well.

Now I procrastinate my study sessions alternating between not opening a single book for weeks and pulling all nighters before tests giving myself black coffee diarrhea. The gifted child burnout. I ruined my walls writing down the number of the pages I have to study for the tests and sticking them on my desk front wall with paper tape highlighting the number of every page when I’m done studying it. I make little useless annotations at the side of every paragraph even when it’s something that’s already told in the book. I write almost exclusively in 2B pencil and categorically refuse to use my rubber. The chaotic academia facade. I study in my bed pretending to be Blair Waldorf struggling to get into Yale giving myself backache and watching some carefully chosen YouTube channels about philosophical issues. I keep all my pencils in an improper pen holder on my desk for aesthetic purposes. The overachiever pipeline.

[louiseeana]

probably every middle child’s #1 problem: being gaslighted by your whole family

[aqualunes]

my version of this because everyone is doing it and its making me sad

being the middle child is like. i love my younger sister to bits even if we fight jokingly and i will always help her no matter what but with my older sister its like. you do everything good and hate everything that i like and just make me upset? you talk to me and you know my favourite colour and everything i like but still somehow despise me for what i am. our parents misunderstand all of us equally but we can never go to each other for it. i dont go to family events because i know everyone will like you better and i dont want to feel like the burden. i was still the one you trusted and you told me something you were hiding first before the rest of our family and i didn't say a word . i wont go near anything you like because i know youll hate it. i know all of your friends names but you shame me for everyone im friends with. i wish we were close but it just seems you hate me. i wish you didnt. i wish you liked me.

[deadpoetnuwanda]

This is me trying is for the girls with middle child syndrome, the one who always got misunderstood, the blacksheep of the family, the one who act a lot mature than their age, the one with family issues, the one who cannot breathe without escaping through poetry, books, songs and movies, the dead poets society lovers, who wants to achieve a lot things but don't know how, who act cold, distant and always walk around with 'Idgaf' attitude because they think that if people knew that their action and words are affecting them so badly they would lose some kind of inner war, the found family lovers. For the girls who find peace in solitude, who still have an active account on tumblr or any fanpage which isn't doing great but where they can be themselves or post anything, who believes that being understood is a privilege they never had, the one who always assume the worst in every situation.

[assablog]

There's one friend. My dear friend that I cherished. And right now, I don't know if we're still friends or not. She's start unfollow me and remove me from her follower. She even hide her WhatsApp status from me. I don't even understand why she's suddenly acting like this.

I don't care if she decide to having new friends or not invite me everywhere. I even doesn't care if she want to remove me from her life but can't she tell me the reason? I need to know and I'm dying to know why.

If I did something that hurt her feeling, she just can tell me. I won't mad or demand. I will leave you too if you want me to do so.

[assablog]

As a middle child, my father thought that I can take care of myself but he doesn't realize that I'm a human too and I've a feeling too.

Sometimes I'm fine but there's a time that I'm a little bit jealous of my sisters that being treat nicely. When I'm sick or in trouble, he expect me to look for myself and when my sisters sick, he expect me to take care of them too. And when they had a problem, my father will help them to solved everything and I need to solved everything by myself.

And I regret everything in my past actually.

I could act pampered but I didn't. I should throw out my tantrum but I didn't. When I didn't like or like something, I just kept quiet. In the end, even my parents didn't know how to handle me.

I think that's why my parents thought that I'm mature enough to take care of myself and handle my own problem.

[assablog]

Some people just don't care about your hardship. They abandoned you at your worst time. And when you get up from those hardship, they come back like nothing happen. Greet you with smile and then you will forget what they've done.

I never meet anyone that caring or concerns about me so far and i don't really care because i used to be treat like that. But if you meet someone like that, run and leave them even they're your only friend. They're not friend but taking advantage of you. There's a difference of taking advantage and pushed people away when you got trouble.

Don't be like the past me. You deserve better;)

[90377]

Bog Trail by Shane Garlock

[datcreolebitch-deactivated20230]

Maybe I need to walk down the submerged bog trail and I’ll calm down

[byebaicai]

OK HEAR ME OUT

People are noticing the new SPYxFAMILY 2nd cour OP is very Yor and Anya-centric

THIS IS BECAUSE THE OP IS LARGELY SHOT FROM LOID'S POV

Notice in most of the scenes he's in, he's walking behind or towards everyone else

And in the scenes he's missing from, the in frame characters are looking backwards to the camera

Or the perspective is shot from above or at eye level, because he's looking down on Anya or crouching to meet her:

ALSO, if you really want to cry, the song is called "Souvenir" so Loid is literally saving these color-filled memories as souvenirs for when his mission is done and he needs to leave 😢😢😢

But GOD I hope he stays, he loves them so much and they bring so much color to each others lives 😭😭😭😭😭

[assablog]

I found this cute and beautiful but why is this so sad🤧😭 Nooo they need to stay as family. Loid, please fall in love with Yor now and stop your pretend family. Get your own real family now

[aerequets]

silly goofy guy offers to do his wife’s makeup and immediately can’t handle it

[assablog]

“You always whisper into my ears, every single night. How precious I am to you. How much you love me that you will burn the earth for me. But now, to another girl, that you met for a first time, you whisper your love. Am I, your play…thing?”

[apoemaday]

“Do not ask your children to strive”

by William Martin

Do not ask your children to strive for extraordinary lives. Such striving may be admirable but it is the way of foolishness. Help them instead to find the wonder and the marvel of an ordinary life. Show them the joy of tasting tomatoes, apples, and pears. Show them how to cry when pets and people die. Show them the infinite pleasure in the touch of a hand. And make the ordinary come alive for them. The extraordinary will take care of itself.

[assablog]

I just hate having a friend that trying hard ro copying another friend. Her style, her perfume, her make up, her accessories, her shoes even nails paint! Everyone sees that because everything that she's copy down, didn't and never suits her. She's more to cute style that elegant one. I don't know what getting her nerves but yes, she's kinda toxic.

[assablog]

“I love you and you know that. But you never says anything about that. Either you love me or not. You just kept silent. Why?”

“And you know I love him. So, why you never stop chasing me? You know how tired I am, kept feeling guilty about your feeling? Why can't you leave me alone?”

#shortlines #shortstory #love #draft #littlepost

[assablog]

"I'm sorry"

"No, it's okay. My fault"

"Wanna grab some milkshake?"

"Huh, you know I hate that thing. But, why not?"