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if i look back, i am lost
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YOU ARE THE REASON
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Love Begins
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Crookshanks being an unpaid intern for Sirius Black is my favorite thing about Prisoner of Azkaban. He had that cat running ERRANDS. Ordering the Firebolt for Harry, stealing Neville’s list of passwords. Crookshanks was Booked and Busy
I’m such a slut for casual intimacy. Like yesss rest your chin on my shoulder while we're in line at the grocery store, I live for that shit.
My toxic trait is how I feel rejected if someone I'm close to even talks to someone else. Because I know that no one ever chooses me when they have another option.
Having abandonment issues is so funny because someone will be like "I love you. I care for you. Your heart is safe with me. I won't leave you." And no matter what I'm just sitting there like "Sounds fake but okay."
My life
it doesn’t matter how much someone assures me they won’t abandon me, i will never fully believe it.
Being abandoned by people you thought would be forevers hurts in a way I cannot put to words. It’s truly an ache that never stops hurting. Each time you think of one of these forever people you double over in agony. You will the pain that starts in your chest and spreads to the rest of you to cease but it never does. All you can do is hope that they crawl to the back of your mind. Temporarily forgetting is the best solace you’re afforded.
Everyone leaves me, replaces me, gets tired of me and I can't even complain because that's all I truly deserve. Someone so ugly and uninteresting will always be abandoned, always alone. But I can't cope with that. Every second of such life is agony. This is hell, never-ending nightmare.
“I feel so fucking unimportant to you”
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“When things really hurt you, they make you quiet.”
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Way too fucking much
i dont talk anymore. i dont want to. i have nothing to say. i have nothing to contribute to a conversation. words escape me and i dont care that they do. i can go entire days without muttering a word. i just want to be left alone, now.
