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Iâm not a boy, and Iâm not a man. There is no pinical to my life. I am becoming, I will always be coming into something.
Please donât date him
Please donât date him
Please donât date him
Please wait for me
Please wait for me
Please wait for me
Please give me another chance
Please give me another chance
Please, please Iâm begging.
I love you.
Just one more chance.
I do love you a lot.
I know I donât show it in the best ways sometimes.
But I hope you feel it in your heart.
you can do it :))
by Gabriella Barouch
ANNE CARSON
âThe Glass Essayâ from Glass, Irony, and God (1994);
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This is us about 1 month before we broke up.
There are so many things to say I donât even know where to start.
We loved each other, we had different attachment styles. She needed more space, I wanted to be close. I took her needing space personally. It wasnât personal. She didnât know how to make me feel close to her in her absence.
We ran, and are continuing to run a successful business together.
Sheâs forgetting about me as a lover, my heart is in 1 trillion pieces, i miss her more than I miss going home (heaven).
I depended on her for so many things that I shouldâve depended on myself for, or on friends for.
In my search for closeness I crossed her boundaries.
I supported her a lot financially and spiritually.
Her savings got the business off the ground.
She couldnât find the space to support me emotionally. She didnât know how. Sometimes I felt she didnât want to.
I know how I could do better next time.
IM PISSED. I wish I had had a more serious relationship before her to learn all these lessons, so I didnât have to fuck up on the love of my life!!!
IM PISSSSSSSEDDSSDSS UGH.
I know how Iâd do better this time. Iâve been reading books.
1. Donât take distance personally. Distance is good.
2. Sessions, sessions, sessions. Hold that space for each other.
3. Know how to meet, and make the effort to meet each otherâs needs.
4. Respect all boundaries even if theyâre new and have never been there before.
5. Slow down.
6. Kiss her like itâll be the last time, every time.
7. Check in with how things feel. If youâre not sure, ask.
8. Cultivate self awareness around your actions. How are they affecting other people.
9. Be aware of the language you use, no one can make you feel a certain way. You feel a certain way, and thatâs just how you feel. You control how you react to situations.
10. Money, gifts, food, love canât buy you love.
11. Put your needs first. Never put aside your self development for another.
Ugh wtf. I fuxing love her!
Sheâs turning 27 though, and Iâm 23.
In the 1.5 years we were together I saw her grow from a girl into a women.
I am still a boy, and she is looking for a man.
IM SO FUCKING MAD ABOUT IT
Iâm back because I just went through the worst fuxing breakup of my life and I want to die.. so TUMBLR
Me trying to get my gf to stay the night at my house
âItâs amazing how much we can learn from watching nature, if we want to. I had taken a twig from my lemon balm plant to grow another one. For a couple of weeks it looked like it might die, but then suddenly, the first leaf appeared. Oh happy day! Changes are like that, painful at first, with nothing growing in our lives and we may feel like weâre about to die. But then come the happy days.â
â Sereno Sky, the âLonely Travellerâ novels