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August 8th 2026, 2:55am
He moved on..they always do..I just feel like I’m disposable. I miss everyone who has deeply embedded in my heart, one hasn’t spoken to me in a year, and the other is going through a depressed state.
Maybe being disposable works for me. I don’t have any plans to make people happy anymore, I’m making a beautiful thing for my best friend but I fear she’ll hate it and remove me from her life forever. Maybe I should drop the project. It’s worthless anyway. I sent her a message saying I love her and nothing. I’m not asking for a worded response but just a heart reply but I don’t see me getting that.
And he moved on.. completely.. I’m giving up on us rebuilding a friendship. I’ve been messaging you for a year now and all I’ve been getting is the silence from you. So I give up. I’m sorry.
Just let me lay in my bed and rot since I try and be the bigger person but I’m getting nothing. I feel so so alone in life. Thank you to people who are there and I’m sorry if I made you feel like shit it’s never my intention.
I cried about my dad again but at least i looked pretty with doing it!!
Gestern noch lächelnd, gut gelaunt und happy. Heute Tränen, Angst vor der Zukunft und Decke über den Kopf.
Willkommen in meiner kranken Welt
i wanna vomit when i see myself
i don't wanna see me. i fear mirrors.
...Were they the sounds burrowing beneath your skin ?
...Or the endless waves crawling at your consciousness ?
...Or the heart bleeding into your ears ?
...Why do dreams refuse your eyes ?
...Why won't these walls soften around you ?
...Is it frightening ? Is it woven from despare ?
...Were you searching for a sanctuary ? a place gentle enough to call home ?
...Perhaps home was never a place, only a silence that never came .
How sad is it to be this young but sad, worried and heartbroken?
What wasted youth this is.