[valentina-poem]

[askyea-poesy]

I acted fine so you'd stay I didn't bring up the things that hurt me. Didn't ask for more, even when I needed it. I laughed when I wanted to cry, nodded when I wanted to scream. Because I thought if I stayed soft, if I stayed easy, you'd stay too. But shrinking isn't the same as being loved. And silence isn't the same as peace.

Eric Wilson

[remanence-of-love]

[remanence-of-love]

[selfpitypartypooper]

Nobody compares or comes close and it fucking sucks

[remanence-of-love]

[animeblgging-deactivated2021110]

[museify]

[remanence-of-love]

[selfpitypartypooper]

FUCK FUCK FUCJ FKAJAHEJAMA SOWKWS UGHHHHH FUCKKKKKKKKK

[selfpitypartypooper]

You made me feel crazy for wanting to be loved, like it wasn’t what you promised to do

[lolthsword]

i just wish someone told me

[catcrumb]

[selfpitypartypooper]

Do I deserve this??

[selfpitypartypooper]

I seek love and approval in those who were never built to hold me.

hands too small, hearts too guarded, spaces too narrow for the fullness of who I am.

I shrink myself to fit, yet still, I spill over, pouring into places that were never meant to keep me.

And yet, there is a strange comfort in the emptiness they leave behind…a familiar ache, a void I have learned to nest in, as if longing itself is safer than being found.

[heavensghost]

I keep making the same mistakes!

[selfpitypartypooper]

My whole life I’ve been searching for a place where I truly belong. Somewhere I am not just present, but wanted. I yearn to be chosen, to be wanted in a way that feels intentional, not accidental or like a burden. I ache for the warmth of belonging, and the reassurance that my presence is not just tolerated, but cherished. To be a piece of someone’s world, not a passing shadow, not an afterthought, but a presence that matters.

Oh to be loved and truly loved..