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I wish I wasnāt like this; so needy and insecure, so unsure of myself and others.
I canāt stop trying to find out more about her, trhing anyway to stalk her, hust so I can, what? compare mysekf to her? notice how she looks more his type then I? notice everything littke flaw of myself that is not on her. I hate this, but I am doing it to myself. Whenever she is mentioned my blood boils and my eyes start to well up, the lump in my throat grows deeper and deeper, threatening to come out as tears if I dare to open my mouth. I shouldnāt be this insecure, I donāt want to come off as such either, I just wish I could be confident properly, and then I could be sure and I could even believe him when he says he loves me.
or maybe iāll be doing this forever until my eyes pop out
yes heās experienced but at the cost of my dignity
with every first i have with him, iāll be scared heāll feel like itās plagiarism from the relationships heās had before
he probably told her that she was the most beautiful girl in the world and that he loved her .
he says the exact same things to me that he has already said to another girl and he fully meant it with his entire heart and mind.
Jelousy
I feel like I'm so jealous all the time when it comes to him.
It's so pathetic and insecure of me, and it comes from the worst parts that I don't want to be seen, which is why I am crying alone in my room instead of in his arms. Of course, he has an ex, most people do and that is okay, and I can deal with it, but what I can deal with is having a box of pictures of her and things she gave you in your room. He compromised and moved it to a closet somewhere else in his house, but I am so angry. I hate how I feel, I'm so upset and mad, I hate that he's keeping it. He has a good reason and I know he doesn't miss her, and he likes me more, but it still makes me so mad: like, why do you need to keep a reminder of another girl, another girl that came before me and that you loved at some point, a girl that you dated and had sex with, you kissed her and held her, and there's a reminder of this under your bed. Figures she got you, photo booth pictures, and drawings etc. I wish I didnt care and I wish I had a good enough reason to feel like this, and honestly I just wish he would get rid of that stupid fucking box but I cant force him and I dont want to force him because then he will be upset, which isnt fair.
why do people only take me seriously when I cry
Lately ive been feeling so out of it, I feel like iām on auto pilot mode, like om piloting a robot in a video game.
I feel like timr isnt real, like it does not exist to me, but it does exist to everyone else who is infront go em snd they are all in a bubble that iām left out of, however they can all still see and hear me, but iām not fully there with them.
I hate feeling like this, and I dont know who to tell because I donāt think anyone really cares enough to reslly figure out why, instead all they do is say āme tooā or āwhy do you careā or ājust ignore itā, I wish someone would ask me if iām okay instead of me having to try so hard to get their attention.
I donāt like feeling like this. I feel passive, I feel like iām pushing down all the love in me because it is not being returned baxk to me, naybe itās better that way? maybe I should expect less?
maybe I hope someone I know woukf see this, just so they would really care, and maybe reply how I want them to. With love and understanding.
TW!- (idrk for what but uhm something iām sure)
how can my own mother look at my and say āI want to fucking punch your face so bad right nowā
my own mother, who raised me, eho made my face in the image of hers, in the image of love.
How can she look at me and say that? to the face she made? the face she raised? how can a mother think that about the face of her baby.
Boyfriend
I just want him to send me nice cute messages like he used to and I want him to say nice things to me and when im crying I want him to say its okay my sweet baby come here but he doesnt do that and when I asked him to say something nice he fucking said " uhhh idk" like what and yeah, he called me beautiful but that was after he said uhhh idk like im so fucking upset and and im crying and I just wanted him to say something nice to me why does he have to be like that I just wanted him to say something ice why do I even need to ask I just wish he could read my mind
Getting older is such an interesting thing, as in it isnt good or bad.
On one hand, I hate the fact that I can tell time is passing faster; the car ride to my grandparents house seems shorter then what I remember, I no longer ask if were there yet, and I no longer complain about it because I suddenly realize we are already there.
I donāt t like that I can tell things are moving faster because itās different, iām not very good at different when itās solely me.
However, there are some good things, more experiences, and my hairs getting longer I guess.
Everything is moving too fast
I wish tongue piercings werent seen as so sexual :C
(especially on girls)
my makeup is gonna be all smudged and then people can tell i was crying. My shorts are too short and iām too full. I feel horrible.
why are people so mean for no reason sometimes? especially when they know i was already upset about something else, cant they just be nice or even normal??? i hate it here i wanted to have a good thanksgiving.
iām sooo tired im so so so tired omfggg i literally UAAGHHH i hate math i donāt want to do my review but i have a test in thursday andddd dandnnddddd i have a uhhhhhehdbd i have a chemistry quiz right after this (which iām failing the class btw) ugghdhdhdjdnf i have a 54% rn which is SO SO SO bad like idk how, i thought i was doing good tbh
the lion does not concern himself with being tired
not stingy with gum because i didnt buy it anyways
guys help help i cant sleep all i can think about is how fat i am jesus christ