remember when we would stay up all night just to talk and see the stars?
I do.
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remember when we would stay up all night just to talk and see the stars?
I do.
how do I explain to my mom that I’m not mad at my sister, not because I am a forgiving and kind person, but because she lost me. she finally crossed my threshold. a threshold that I can count on one hand that people never come back from. I will be perfectly civil and kind and smile like a good daughter. but she can’t hurt me anymore because she already destroyed me worse than I thought my sister ever could. I am numb to her.
reads one john green novel and is immediately transported back into my angsty late high school/early college years.
the urge to just lay down and let time pass you by forever. it’s called clinical depression
you know how people normalize having no regrets because they learn from them?
i always used to believe that. but lately. i’m not so sure.
i spent four years of my life being manipulated, traumatized, and destroyed by you. and all i can think about now is why is your next person better? what did they do different?
i‘m not even at the point four years later that I can be grateful for the lessons. i have everything in the world to be grateful for, and yet I sit here and wonder why I was never enough for you.
someone explain that.
I think relationships in general are over romanticized like at the end of the day I’m pretty sure a good relationship is just two people who know how to hang out and talk to each other not whether or not they can right all your wrongs or paint a picture of a thousand suns with the breath from your lungs or some shit
@telesilla gets it #can you sit in silence with the person while you both read?#are you willing to drive them to work#when you feel like shit but they feel worse?#do they remember some dumb family joke#you told them a few years ago?#passion is great#but someone who gets you#that’s the real thing
relationships are a choice. everyday.
emotional, platonic, work. every day. it’s not always easy. they are always there.
to whom it may concern.
somewhere. somehow. someway. something.
I wanted to prove my love. I wanted to forget my choices. I wanted to pretend. I wanted to ignore. I wanted to live in this fantasy world I had created.
But that never lasts. It never provides. Just takes and takes and forgets.
It’s my time to be.
it's not my time to love you. but maybe someday it will be again.
I can't remember the last time I was this happy. I'm thriving in it. Even if just for now.
grateful for friendships that transcend decades and healing weekends that transport me back.
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KOL getting me every time.
I think that lately I have become too dependent on the opinion of others. When I was in high school I was so private that it hurt, and in college I have done my best to reach out more and talk more and it has only made me more insecure. I need to find a balance, and I think I need to go back to my shitty angsty posts because at least it let me get through things on my own neurotic terms.