#always left behind

[liesandnights]

To lovely humans who were excluded from invitations, left behind when they tied their shoes, forced to walk in the grass when the sidewalk was full, spoken over when you tried to contribute, whispered about or laughed at, given side-eye when you tried to fit in.... you are so worthy of love.

[manincaffeine]

The Unsaid Words

I hope attachment never finds me again, not because I'm afraid of love, but because I know some goodbyes broke parts of me that may never fully heal. Sometimes you grow attached without even realizing it. One message makes me happy, and the same silence can break me. The hardest part is trying to let go of someone I desperately want. There was a lot going on inside of me. A million questions, a thousand insecurities, and no one to answer them. I never wanted this to happen. I never even expected it would, but it did. We never know what the future has in store for us. If something is meant to happen, it surely will. But somewhere deep down, I never wanted this mess, this confusion, or any of this. I wanted a life that was calm, peaceful, and free of regrets. Now when I look back, I see the mistakes I've made, and I know they can never be corrected. I've messed up my life with my own hands, and here I am, all alone, by myself. Even when someone asks me what I'm hiding, I go blank. I don't even know what's missing inside me anymore. I know there's something I want, I really do, but that something is still a question mark to me. They say I don't share things with them, but little do they know that I have almost nothing left to share. It's all regrets... regrets everywhere, and I don't even want to talk about them. The people I trusted with every inch of my being, the ones who were always there through my highs and lows, are nowhere to be seen anymore. Yet they ask me what's wrong with me, when the only question has always been, "What is right?"

I don't know if I'll ever overcome these battles or if my life will remain like this for years to come. A part of me is gone, and I don't know if I'll ever find it again. And I have no idea how to go on. Over the years, my experiences have turned me into a lone warrior. I don't depend on anyone. I make my own decisions. I handle everything by myself. I cry alone, I stand alone, I fight alone, and I win alone. But I'm grateful to those who stayed beside me, even if they never knew what was going on inside me. The worst part is that you'll probably never understand me. The trauma I've been through never lets me depend on anyone emotionally or physically. Whenever something happens, I simply pick up my shield and isolate myself until I have the strength to fight again.

[jedidragonrider]

Why did me last semester feel exactly like Chat Noir this episode?

[undefinedlie]

Yes, but starting to realize it's always going to happen. Don't believe what you always hear. Or what people do. Some people are good actors.

[whirlproductions]

Despite tragedy, I should see the end of the story. A life surrounded by loss and the powerlessness to stop it, if she is successful, this makes 3, I think. Everyone leaves in the end, but I have to see this story through.

[imblocking-you]

So lonely, so detached

[ghost-inacup]

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[spun-0-rama]

Not much to say.... I'm unlovable and all loving.

I just want a place in this world I can share. I started life with great ideas and grand dreams. I knew then something I don't know now. I knew then I was headed for greatness to be mattered to exist in the cosmos as an equal.

Now I don't know what's gonna happen 😕 sometimes by the second. To be trapped in this slow motion slide toward the grave and realizing that you have never really give anything back to anyone with a motivate or secret plan that only you knew and benefited from is not life. It not even existence it having a rot in your soul. Sometimes so foul the only way you can live with yourself is by just not caring anymore.

So I'll leave you with this. If you came here thinking of trolling me or being hateful you found the wrong one. I have no empathy for you or pity for you. I feel nothing for you. You are a walking organic object devoid of any rights other than you can force or impose by strength on another. I would end your life as easy as I would the cockroche on the wall.

This is my introduction to you humanity. I repay kindness with kindness and loyalty to a fault. Disrespect or endangere that which I love and hold dear and you will find yourself looking at my face one day a willing sacrifice to the Asir. The kindness you show will reflect back to you with a glowing knowledge that should we cross and should you ask a favor of me I grant you the ladies of kindness and mercy three.

Should my oath be given on the alter and my words spoken it will be kept .

The maid who is young, she has yet to taste the bitterness of this lonely world.

The mother who nurturing, love and gentle for all to see.

And the Crown old as the sea. She is the one who know the value of love and reality of the horrible thing she has done. To crush men under the heal of her boot knowing now the heart so fragile she keeps. The love never leaves and cools with time. It men like me lost in the shadows of time.