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@kcuf-babe
text me when you can't sleep because your heart is thinking of mine.
if someone seriously wants to be a part of your life they will seriously make an effort to be in it. no reasons no excuses.
𝙄 𝙃𝙊𝙋𝙀 𝙄 𝘿𝙊𝙉'𝙏 𝙈𝙐𝙍𝘿𝙀𝙍 𝙈𝙀
𝙄 𝙃𝙊𝙋𝙀 𝙄 𝘿𝙊𝙉'𝙏 𝘽𝙐𝙍𝘿𝙀𝙉 𝙔𝙊𝙐
Sometimes I sit and think what the fuck is the point of being alive when we all die and everything is literally pointless. What is the point of going through all of this pain when in the end it's all for nothing.
Today's one of those bad days. Nothing went wrong, but I just feel empty again. Today feels wasted, pointless, the brightside is fading. I have tomorrow, but I wanted today.
I could make something of this if only I'd get up and move, but I'm glued down by lack of motivation. Time keeps moving on and I can't stop the clock, soon I'll have to go to bed and wake up tomorrow and today will be lost. I know I can do something, I know I have things I should do, but here I am...
Angry that I'm not moving, disappointed that I'm wasting time, sad that the day is almost lost... and yet...
Still empty.
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F I S H Y
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One day you’re going to wake up and realize you don’t feel the same way anymore. It’s like every single butterfly in you’re stomach has died and there’s no way you can resurrect it. Not another kiss or a hug or even the simple way of saying I love you. It’s just that you don’t feel it anymore. In his eyes, you search for the answer but there is none. You look for the feeling again, in his kisses, maybe somewhere beneath his words, but again there is none. Everywhere, you search and you find nothing. Emptiness. A sudden void in your heart. Even in your memories, he has never looked lesser magnificent and wonderful and breath-taking until this moment. And then it hit you. Suddenly you can un-love a person; or maybe love a person less. You don’t want to hurt his feelings because he loved you, he loves you and this is what he gets for loving you. And then you realize you’re stuck in this labyrinth with horrifying twists and turns, and even when you desperately look for a way out, there just isn’t one. And it’s suffocating. Really.
Falling out of love taught me eight things-
1. It is surprisingly easy to stop loving someone, no matter how magnificent you once felt together.
2. There will come a time when you have to decide whether or not you can fix whatever went wrong; that decision will haunt you, no matter which way you go.
3. Even if you are no longer in love with someone, you can still care about them and watching them crumble because of you is still something terrible to witness.
4. There will be times when you doubt your feelings (do not tell them unless you are certain- it will only hurt you both).
5. People will ask you what happened and there is no easy way of explaining that you just could not be in love with them anymore.
6. Hearing about them dating someone else is still weird if only because of a leftover imprint of your name beside their’s.
7. You now understand what it feels like to fall out of love and that is something utterly terrifying when contemplated for too long.
8. It will surprise you how long it will take for you to love someone after this; the fear of them leaving you never really resides.
- K.S.