leah🍂

silent but loud inside 🕊️🖤

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And underneath it all, there's that hollow space — the kind that fills a room when the noise dies down. No one to hold you up when you're fading. No one to reach for you when you fall. No one to love you like you mean it...

~leah

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Being happy scares me now. Whenever I finally start feeling okay, my mind instantly prepares for something to go wrong. It’s like happiness has become temporary in my head, something fragile that can disappear at any second. Instead of fully enjoying the moment, I keep waiting for bad news, distance, disappointment, or something painful to ruin it. And somehow, that fear quietly follows even the happiest moments, turning them into something I’m afraid to lose. ..

~leah

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The world is vast, layered with a thousand different stories. For some, today is the best day of their life. For some, it’s a victory—first place, hard-earned. For some, it’s loss… the kind that echoes. For some, happiness was just within reach—almost, but not quite. For others, it’s just another ordinary day passing by. For some, it’s pain. For some, it’s the beginning of life—they just held their child for the first time. For some, it’s as simple as good weather. And for me…

it’s quietly wondering how to not just quit it all...

~leah

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You don’t realize how much respect has slipped away until you still want to love them… and then, in the very next heartbeat, they hand you a reason not to.

Some words don’t just sting—they settle in quietly, cutting deeper than you admit, like glass fragments that wound without ever quite finishing the job...

~leah

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You know what hurts the most? Doing something with good intentions, yet ending up as the one blamed for it all. That’s how villains are born. People don’t believe the truth as it is, they believe the version that suits them. Only a few ever see beyond that. The rest stay busy fighting inside the fires of their own egos, mistaking their version of truth for the real one...

~leah

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Sometimes anxiety storms in and twists your thoughts until you start questioning even the people who care about you. You can be in a crowd and still feel like you’re standing by yourself. Smiling becomes something you perform, while inside everything feels distant and numb...

~leah

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They think their whispers go unheard, like you’re not standing right there in the same world. They think tearing you down makes them clever. And yeah… it stings, more than you admit. But even in that ache, you have to choose yourself. It’s not easy, it never is, but this life is yours to protect, yours to live...

~leah

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I want to disappear somewhere distant, where no one knows my name or remembers my face. A place where I can start over, quietly, and build the peaceful life I’ve always imagined. I’m exhausted from expectations, from always being the last choice. I just want a moment that’s mine… to breathe freely, deeply, and finally feel at ease...

~leah

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I want to disappear somewhere distant, where no one knows my name or remembers my face. A place where I can start over, quietly, and build the peaceful life I’ve always imagined. I’m exhausted from expectations, from always being the last choice. I just want a moment that’s mine… to breathe freely, deeply, and finally feel at ease...

~leah

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Isn’t it too early to lose interest in life when all I ever wanted was to be happy and accomplish so much more?...

~leah

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Sometimes I feel like love is just a beautifully crafted illusion people chose to believe in. Something that sounds real, but isn’t—because no matter how hard I search, I never seem to find it...

~leah

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I become everyone’s favorite fast, and forgotten just as fast...

~leah

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I can’t shake the feeling that maybe love just isn’t meant for me. Even when I imagine having someone, I still see myself feeling empty—like I’m there, but never truly loved. It’s hard not to feel replaceable when that’s all I’ve ever known… in family, in friendships, in everything. People don’t stay—they just pass through...

~leah

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I want a man who loves me deeply and chooses me wholeheartedly. Someone who cares for me, stands up for me even when I’m not in the room, and sees me as his equal—not beneath him. Someone who shows me real, genuine love, not the version society has twisted it into...

~leah

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Imagine this banger playing behind and you're having the most intense eye contact...

(The last chorus)

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Love is such a pure thing. Sometimes all it takes is seeing someone smile or watching them achieve their dreams, and suddenly a heart falls deeply. Love, at its core, is simple—one of the most beautiful feelings a person can experience. Sadly, people have twisted something so pure into something many are now afraid of...

~leah

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I think some fathers lose their minds when they realize their daughters won’t forgive the way their wives did. And maybe it’s time we start talking about that—because some truths are too real to stay silent about..

~leah