a true story

A 16 y/o girl who's just trying to make something to look back on

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She was so desperate to feel something that wasn't emptiness that she settled for empty love and being filled with sadness

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I'm a sucker for love but love really sucks

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She looked at him like she could never live up to love in his eyes

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He looked at her like she was the only happiness he had ever felt

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In a brief break from the usual telling of my tales, i’d like to thank each of my followers for helping me break 100. I love you all and i wish all the sweetest happiness to each and every one. I decided I would share 2 things that give a fairly accurately portrayal of the girl behind the keys sharing her world with words

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Late at night I think of you and how things ended and I open my phone and look at your contact and all I want is to talk to you and I know how easy it’d be to give in but I know it would be no use but I know you wouldn’t reply but I know it’s best to just go to sleep but I know by morning I’ll know better but I know it’s useless to wish for yesterday’s dream

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Their breaths were one and the same, their faces moments away from eachother, with only their doubts and fear standing in the small space between them. It was at that moment they understood eachother completely and as they kissed, their two simple worlds collided.

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And it was the first time in 4 months that we talked And it was the first time I thought we could be ok again And it was a mistake to have hope again because it meant nothing And it was the last time I gave you that power over my hopes

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I broke up with you because I wasn’t being fair to you in how I acted towards you and how I was questioning everything. I still love everything about you. I want to talk to you all the time and tell you about everything that is happening, but I know I can’t because I changed everything between us. I’m still wearing the necklace you have me, and I’m still sleeping in your t-shirts. I just want you back in my life, but I know that if things went back to the way they were, you’d still be getting hurt anyways.

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He could look at her and feel only shots of regret, so he turned around and took shots to forget

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hey i like thinking about existential questions late at night when i could be sleeping and im good at pretending im not a wreck. let's talk about seeing the world from the corners of our rooms and share songs like extensions of our personality and enjoy each others company because I could use someone to put up with my craziness

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I am tired. Tired of staying up nights waiting to see if I’m anything more than a memory of the past. Tired of waiting for a sign to convince me to keep hoping. Tired of showing my emotions only to have them lost in the vortex of selfish ignorance. Tired of hoping to see a person who can’t find it in themselves to see me. I am tired and I am done.

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She was convinced he had moved on, and so she forced herself to move on too. Little did she know that as she learned to let go, he continued to hold on

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It ended because his feelings stopped, and she stopped feeling because it ended

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It was a single sentence that started it a thousand paragraphs that formed it three words that defined it and one text to end it

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There is nothing that gave her more hope than knowing that a love exists strong and pure enough to continue even after the end

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Do you ever see a picture of them and yes, they broke your heart and yes, they’re the reason you can’t trust it with anyone else, but damn the way they make you feel, it seems like maybe it shouldn’t belong to anyone else?

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