If I had decided to end it all back then, you wouldn't have been there to stop me.
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If I had decided to end it all back then, you wouldn't have been there to stop me.
Sana naman, mamansin ka rin kahit paminsan minsan, bilang kaibigan
Hi, love.
I'm having a really difficult time here. My mentals are deep in the gutter. It's difficult just to try to clean it. I've spiralled and mini-spiralled a number of times the past 2 months (or longer maybe?). I'm no longer my good old self.
I've really got nobody to talk to that i's numbingly painful.
I want to quit. But I can't. I may spiral further. And it's too much of a critical time to quit.
But I'll do what I can and take it a step at a time. Calm my heart and stride. And probably see a psychologist soon.
Wish me all the best please.
Thank you,
Nutnut energy haha @moustachefiles
I'm in such an emotional high and trying my best to transition that I fear I will bombard you with ramblings and unwelcome thoughts and scare you off. Of course, I know full well reply droughts and seenzones are coming haha. So here we are.
Wanted you to know I'm praying (you know that bit where I send off good vibes via gravity or whatever naturally occurring force throughout the universe) that you have a good work day today. Hoping not too much pressure on you. Hoping Nut hugs you when you need it. Hoping you notice the little things that make you happy and life good.
In case you're reading this, know you can call on me whenever and for whatever. I'll lend an ear, any time. Hands even if I can.
...right?
So much emotion, I'm sorry. But I just have to say again that I feel so much gratitude for your friendship. You know how it is with me, emotions, and writing. (I understand Taylor Swift better. 😅)
So, thank you, thank you
I guess the only longing left is to kiss and hug you, for just a moment, a final moment. A physical goodbye, a punctuation with touch for a love once strong and meant the whole world to us, that is now lost
Temper Trap's song makes me bitter now -.-
So much emotion, I'm sorry. But I just have to say again that I feel so much gratitude for your friendship. You know how it is with me, emotions, and writing. (I understand Taylor Swift better. 😅)
So, thank you, thank you
A person's history, all at once, is immense
Who had the idea of putting us together in this world, have us meet, fall in love, live out lovely days, fall out of love, drag the days, just to have us break each other's heart?
It is done, finished, ended. There is no more safe haven. My Love will no longer have a branch to perch on. No longer can it be contained within as well lest my chest implode. Freedom, they say, is liberating. What they don't say is flying alone without a Home to return to is terrifying. Incredibly and refreshingly terrifying.
And the goodbye of a Home beloved is painful. Immensely painful. Hollowing. Harrowing.
May the Love-shaped recess be filled with something good. Vice, away. Hopefully soon. The pain is real. Debilitating.
The chirp of "I love yous" will no longer find its way. Yet the hymn murmurs on. It now just dissipates into air. Is Love ever truly lost? I hope not. But I fear it will. Life has no rules. Love should have bound it. But Love has limits.
And the morning sun peeks. Birds start chirping. Why do they continue chirping?
A feather flutters as the gentle summer breeze blows. The bird loves the breeze, the Air about it, everything about it. And so it flew with Air but without a Home
There will be nights like these.
I love you
I can't appreciate how difficult it is so I'm hating
It hurts me that this team is going down like this. Fuck