Artless

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“I just want us back to the way we were before.” - Luke Bryan

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Baby, Do I

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˖◛⁺ little reminders

⇢ your feelings are always valid

⇢ it’s okay to not feel good

⇢ you are worth much more than you know

⇢ there are people who love you so much

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“You don’t ask people with knives in their stomachs what would make them happy; happiness is no longer the point. It’s all about survival; it’s all about whether you pull the knife out and bleed to death or keep it in…”

— Nick Hornby

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This one is deep

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[quotexcerpts]

“Technically, he wasn’t an ex-boyfriend, but he was an ex-something. An ex-maybe. An ex-almost.”

— Unknown

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I think we are all someone's ex.

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—Deanielle

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I imagine who is that hehe

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Can have this kind of shirt personalized. Why do I find it so right to apologize for disappointing them?

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Maybe, she doesn't really like you. She just want you because of how you broke her heart.

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An idea come up to me while reading this. I really can make this post better like;

Maybe she doesn't really like you as you are. She just stick with you, she just wanted you because of how you left her while loving you more than she love herself. She wanted you more than ever because, you taught her how to embrace herself before going after you.

She doesn't really like you, but she do loves you for teaching her to choose herself over anyone else when no one will do same thing— for her.

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Maybe, she doesn't really like you. She just want you because of how you broke her heart.

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I don't have a title for my sadness

Well, right now, I refrain from reading stories and eyes. This is the worst so far, worst. Worst.

You feel so tired, and still felt nothing. Still don't understand what's happening. A single thing. Still messing up things. Still flying without wings. I am still falling.

You wanted to go home and just lie on your bed alone. You wanted to get out of this room and just be alone. All I wanted is to find myself and its definitely not here.

I think I am just wasting time. My eyes do hurt. I don't want to cry anymore and now, I am done. But why does it feel like I am being left behind?

Well, I've been left countless times but I know this is different. I want to be alone with someone I can talk to.