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Entry #4 Unfair

Unfair isn’t it? He left you devastated for the other girl and he is treating her the way he should treat you. He caused you pain but he is offering relief to her. You are questioning yourself. What have you done to deserve that kind of treatment? Why are you never enough? It’s so unfair.

Kaya pala

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Hell is loving you in my sleep and waking up alone.

Hira (via hedonistpoet)

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Why the longing? Is it to get over the mourning? Like fire and water A lot generous and a little colder

Why the longing? Is it His calling? Like winter and summer With more infatuation and less color

Why the longing? Is it too boring? Like black and white Only there’s nowhere to hide

Why the longing? Isn’t the voice calming? Like you and me Cursed, beautiful and free

- Hira

What is the meanest thing you could ever do to someone? Do you think your reason is enough to cheat on someone?

Entry #3 Someday 언젠간

Someday, this pain won't matter anymore. Like I would probably laugh at myself for feeling this way. I hope, someday. But right now, I can't help but drown myself with the pain.

wa nay mas sakit pa ani? hahaha

Entry #2 Questions

Why do you always choose to leave me whenever you have someone else? If you were so unhappy being with me, then why did you not leave? Why did you come back? Were you just waiting for the perfect girl before you'd leave me? Am I just some reserved girl while you were waiting for the right girl? Why do you always leave me hanging, dumbfounded? Why do you always make me feel terrible? I need some answers because I feel so lost right now. You don't know how much it hurts.

Entry #1 Dream

I had an incredible dream last night, with the most terrible people in my life as of the moment.

meow

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HANAKO MAGAZINE NO.1097 | babochanbear

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The girls who cry themselves to sleep are often the ones you won’t expect – their face is brave in the midst of others, they fight through every pain, and they laugh their nightmares away. But when they get home, and when the lights turn off, they listen to the loneliness of their world – a sound they have become familiar with. And they cry themselves to sleep.

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