Sad Bitch

Shitposts for my sad/ depressed days.

[saddbitchposts]

I need you

[nerdysunflowerqueen]

High time

I give up on all the things

I give up on everything

All the past lovers

All the past crushes

Everything that ever was

Everything that never was

Everything that hurt me

Everything that caused me grief

Or sorrow

Because it’s time for me to grow up

Drop my baggage

And face tomorrow

High Time, C.B., 5/19/2026 @04:53

[mournfulroses]

Albert Camus, from a letter to María Casares featured in Correspondance, 1944-1959

[saddbitchposts]

For forever it seems

[mournfulroses]

Albert Camus, from a letter to María Casares featured in Correspondance, 1944-1959

[remanence-of-love]

[saddbitchposts]

There is no reward for suffering

And just to let you know

You do not gain the heart of a man by being complacent

You get no closer to him by doing what he asks

You only get the pleasure of being put to use

Picked up only when necessary

When you are quiet

When you are convenient

When you do not offer push back

When you are not anything

No sign of struggle

And when the time comes

And he looks for a challenge

The excitement of something new

He will do away with you

Hard Truths, C.B., 5/3/2026 @18:12

[unseenmonstermuse]

Men think silence avoids arguments.

Women hear silence as lack of care.

[vexheart]

[saddbitchposts]

I’ve been picking up my pen a lot lately

Trying my best to finish this sapphic fiction

But I keep thinking about you

Trying to push all my thoughts away

Or just make them sexual

But I’m left in a mess of confusion

Still after all this time

Because I know it wasn’t real

And yet I know you were still mine

I was yours

Perhaps I still belong to you

I’m unsure

But I wish I didn’t think about you anymore

But I do

And boy do I miss you

Council sickness in full swing

And though I still remember everything

Like how you lied to me

Said you were deleting your account

That bitch has still been up

how you said I was number one

And I wasn’t even in the run

I laugh to myself about

how I could be so naive

How I feel so stupid

For continuing to grieve

A man who played with me

A man who promised me everything

Knowing we would never be

Because he had already made his choice

And it was never going to be me

-Letter to My Loving Coward, C.B. 4/26/2026 @18:06

[moonageromantic]

Full time job at the yearning factory

[saddbitchposts]

Been in such a nostalgic mood lately. It’s been bittersweet to say the least.

[8nin]

I can’t afford another bond with the wrong soul.

[saddbitchposts]

I often find myself over sharing

With people who don’t deserve to know

The real me

Perhaps it’s just because

I’m thankful that anyone can hear me

[surqrised]

“I hope that someday, somebody wants to hold you for twenty minutes straight, and that’s all they do. They don’t pull away. They don’t look at your face. They don’t try to kiss you. All they do is wrap you up in their arms, without an ounce of selfishness in it.”

— Unknown

[saddbitchposts]

Maybe soon

[sparklingspirals]

all the roads lead back to the loneliness ive felt ever since i was a child

[silent-insanities]

I close my eyes and still see your face.

[feelingsoftheday]

trusting people again feels terrifying