#sunweeping

[willowyweeper]

God fucking damnit. It was actually the heartbreak jesus fucking christ I cannot believe I’m doing this again

[willowyweeper]

I DON'T WANT OT FORGIVE I DON'T WANT OT MOVE ON I DON'T WANT TO LET GO OF MY RESENTMENT I DON'T WANT TO "ACCEPT MYSELF FIRST AND OTHERS WILL LOVE YOU" I DON'T WANT OT WAIT ANY LONGER I WANT TO GO BACK!!!!

[willowyweeper]

Gold medalist for crashing our over the same thing multiple times a week

[willowyweeper]

I’m actually too ugly to be longing

Too ugly to be hanging on

I’m too ugly for my pinterest board lamenting lost love. I would never be chosen anyway. Look at me.

I’m too ugly for it. I never had a chance. I could never. I’m too ugly to be hurt. People would see me cry and laugh. They hear my pain and roll their eyes. They hear the story and find the humor. “I bet she’s crying, it’s so cringe, someone like her”

I’m too ugly to have these feelings. Why express them?

[willowyweeper]

Y’know that post that was about how there is no need to say anything, the poetry was already there?

I bought a bracelet for karma, and everytime I wear it, it pricks my skin.

There is literally nothing else to be said, the poetry is so obvious. The meaning is already there. It’s almost not worth talking about

[willowyweeper]

5 Stages of telling my Mom my problems

“Mom I’m so sad!”

1. “I’m sorry love”

2. “It’s actually your fault y’know”

3. “Why don’t we put you on meds?”

4. “How about a solution that ignores everything you said about you and your experience because I don’t believe you?”

5. “It really sucks, give me a hug okay?”

And she wonders why I don’t tell her anything

[willowyweeper]

I can’t imagine someone being enamored with me. Meeting me, getting to know me, and wanting to spend forever with me. I just can’t picture it. I don’t know who would give me the opportunity to compromise and grow and change. They have other people, and I’m not the type of person who people want to integrate into their lives

[willowyweeper]

I really hate being ugly sm. I’m not cute. I’m not short. I’m not skinny. Every time I see a guy I’m attracted to, I think about how awful we would look as a couple. About how awkward we would look. Everyone would see a good-looking guy and this large awkward person next to him. My nose is too big, my eyes are too small, there’s too much skin on my face. I can’t imagine seeing pictures of us and it looking natural. A wedding where everyone thinks it’s a prank. I’d walk down the aisle, and everyone’s waiting for the real bride. It seems so hopeless. I’m not pretty like everyone else. I think they would leave. Imagine every girl in his life seeing him with this bizarre ogre-like person. Thinking well gee, even I’m prettier than her. Like a status update that proves he’s losing. I just feel so ugly, I can’t be chosen and everyone agree that we look good together. They would be pitying him