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i am dying
Free Him
i wonder what version of me exists in your mind
anyone else get the intense urge to just disappear? to disappear from everyone’s lives without leaving any trace? and be forgotten? it’d give me so much peace i don’t want anyone to think about me
It's sad that it's not just me feeling this way
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I really want kids. Im sure I'm not the only lady in this scenario whose been told they won't ever have any. And since being told I just want to push my partner away. He never signed up to this. Just don't want him settling for me and regretting it later. In 10 years time to be wishing he'd gone with someone else. Please tell me I'm not the only one feeling like this
We were to be a team you and I. To win together. Each of us benefitting from the others strength. And filling in for each of our weaknesses Might we try that idea again?
I will always love seeing your face on my timehop. not just because we were in love. Love is fragile and falls apart easily. I still say you were my friend. To be a friend is a far higher honor than partner. It was an honor to have loved you. That love is rotten. Three year old easter eggs might taste nicer than the feeling in my mouth when I think of kissing you. I look back and think fondly of you. Not because of your gentle touch which was oh so gentle, or your passionate kisses. But rather that we were friends and there's no reason that ever had to change.
I am so keen to fling myself whole heartedly into the unknown and I don't expect you to stop be. I know you think that it's stupid. What if it turns out great?
Maybe you made it this far because of some long lost prophecy that everyone has forgotten about. Or luck,like getting your car through the nct the first time. Most likely you got this far because you are a hell of a lot stronger than you think you are and even though looking back you think "if that happened again, it'd break me" and I'm here to tell you that you can handle any bullshit that may dare stand in your way iron maiden. You can.
you planted a garden of self-hatred in my head and it’s hard to pull all the roots out.
my mind is raging (via daughtur)
An insta of an old good friend, and my green eyes reflect in my smartphone. Slender body with firm fresh skin. Global landmark and caption suggesting she was not alone. The split came all too sudden. Like 9/11 or the Titanic. It made huge impact on those in the building or aboard but others could only talk about it. We were not lovers. Too crazy gals who drifted quickly apart ;like a civic at a rally. Did she even care? And now the jealousy comes out. I have none of what she has. Talent, success, education, and a long time lover. And I just cry, I should be beside her.
It's me I'm alright I just called to say I love you Well I should have told you before now I suppose
Feeling like a failure is never a positive. I wonder if the swirl of depression goes in the other direction in Australia
I think I’ve been laughing at this for 2 days?
Sex a dirty word that I roll around my mouth like a breathmint. It means nothing to me since. I have had a hundred partners and that void will never feel full. You took something from me that no-one can give back. I don't mean virginity. That was tagged to go anyway. Sex was a tool you used to lure me into a false sense of security. A quick trick before you burned down the audience. I don't remember your quirks and flaws outside the bedroom. Only the sex and the nasty way you made me feel. When you pulled my beating heart from my chest and threw it away.
It's not even fun anymore
No-one expects love to hit you like bottle to the head. No-one expects to love another human they find unattractive until they speak. No-one expects to love that person more than themselves. Surely that defies natural instinct. No-one expects to feel closer to anyone than their own mother. No-one expects that person to then love you back. No-one expects that person to love you in the same way. I think expectations might be bullshit, because you have defied all of mine