When they hurt me proper I told myself it wasn’t their fault.
We’re now working on it but he still hurts me like hell.
The one thing I hold onto is their playlist for me.
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When they hurt me proper I told myself it wasn’t their fault.
We’re now working on it but he still hurts me like hell.
The one thing I hold onto is their playlist for me.
Everything is falling apart and I can’t do anything. I’m stuck in this visions circle of hating who I am
I miss my best friend but it’s unfair on them because I miss me.
I don’t want you to go,
You said I was your person,
Am I that easy to replace?
I don’t know what you want from me anymore,
You ask for space so I give you some more.
You then call and call and text and text,
It’s like an ongoing battle with what I imagine is my most manipulative ex.
You are friends with my friends and tell them I’m needy,
Well have you considered it’s both of us who’s being greedy.
You are my sunshine, my light and sky,
But you make me feel like I should just disappear and fly way up high.
I try to do what’s right and honour what you say,
But you use me and throw me away.
You make me seek help for myself,
But all you do is damage your health.
You are my best friend but you are blind,
You hurt me so much but you’re so kind.
every time my world is falling apart
i have one constant
my rock
my rock is there no matter
but when my rock shifts
an earthquake happens
rubble everywhere
nothing meaningful left
the things i love
nothing
where do i go now?
lost in the detritus
my rock has moved and it’s caused an earthquake.
the one person who reminded me why life is worth it and who would never hurt me has and it hurts like hell.
i think it’s best if we don’t.
you say that you don’t like the “friends to lovers” trope because it never works out. you say it always ends badly.
little do you know every time i remember you saying that my heart brakes a little more but my love stays strong.
I have a big ass, head splitting headache
I’m not feeling Christmas this year
Too many thoughts
She was her own canvas.
Expressing her mind.
I’m spiralling again.
Down
Down
Down
Down
Christmas is supposed to be the best time of the year.
With love and laughter.
With family and forgiveness.
But their now gone
But you now argue
But I’m now different
It’s my opportunity and I deserve it, but I feel guilty I feel like it’s not mine and he should have had it <3