Just An Unwritten Story

My thoughts and wonders

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how to be happy?

If I knew, I'd tell you

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how do you deal with loving someone who's also your friend?

Find out if they feel the same way, and if they don't, I know it sounds impossible, but the best thing to do for yourself is to disconnect yourself from them until you're able to be their friend without feeling something for them

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His warmth around me marinates in my soul and brings my feet back to the ground. Without him I float away, to a world where nothing can touch me and all my pain is gone. Then he touches me and I'm back. It usually would make me sad and exhausted to be back here, but with the glaze of his deep emerald eyes hopefully searching me for a sign of life, I can't help but be glad I am.

M.R

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Not wanting to be myself Was possibly The worst thing to happen To my mind

M.R

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It is hard to be happy in life When every waking moment Of every rising day You feel an itching desire To tear your own skin off of your body To get yourself out of the outfit You hate most on yourself. Your person.

M.R

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I've avoided writing about him lately, but not for poor reasons. I've avoided writing about him, because there are no words out there to string together, that could possibly come close to describing how fucking happy he makes me. There are no words I can use to make you, the reader, fully understand what he does to my mind and soul. I can never make you feel what I feel with just words, and that makes me angry, because you so deserve to be this happy.

M.R

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This is a test of my anonymous asking

It is indeed anonymous

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Am I just a vacation to you? Or am I a home? Did you come to stay? Or did you come to get away from everything for a while? Did you come to work, build and grow with me? Or did you come to make memories, have a good time and forget about everything for a while? So tell me, do you see a life in me, or an escape?

M.R

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I don't want to get hurt again, I don't ever want to feel the pain of being left again. I look at him and see everything I need, but behind that, I see what I'm doing to him. I'm tearing him down with me, I'm exhausting him, I'm scaring him away. I don't want to be left by him again, so sometimes I almost leave to save myself from the pain and to save him from me. But I'm just not strong enough.

M.R

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Hello, my blog is dedicated to helping anyone who may be dealing with Depression, BPD, PTSD, anxiety, suicidal thoughts, eating disorder, mental illness, feeling lost, empty, alone etc. It's a place of love, support and understanding. I was wondering, if it's okay with you, if you could let your followers know that this is a place they can safely get off their chest whatever may be weighing heavy on their heart.

Definitely! I'll probably be popping over now and then too x

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Being in love and being damaged are two entirely different things, that's why when combined, it creates a dangerously exciting, exhausting and mind numbing journey.

M.R

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Just found your blog. Wow. I'm amazed. Love it!

Thank you! Xo

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Is it selfish of me to stay with him, when I know he deserves something much better than I?

M.R

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I am laying on my bathroom floor sobbing in the dark reading your posts, thank you for being such a beautiful writer, thank you for existing

Please, never hesitate to message me if you need to talk. I write from experience, so I might be able to help, you're amazing xoxox

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Life hurts when you’re toxic to the one you can’t live without

M.R

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My dear, this pain you're experiencing right now will rip you to shreds but it will not kill you. It will damage your mind but not your soul. You have to learn to hate this pain so much, that you strive to rub success in its face. You have to hate it so much, you make yourself great out of spite.

M.R

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My love for him is so strong, it takes over my whole body until the only word my tongue remembers is his name

M.R