#DON'T MIND ME IM BEING UNREASONABLY STUPID HERE

[omaano]

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[mithliya]

About the whole "I thought I was a lesbian but I met a guy and realized I'm bi" thing - it ((however unfortunately)) happened to me and tbh I think it's a very recent societal problem. Like I feel guilty for labelling myself as a lesbian because I don't ever want to misrepresent their interests bc... I love them. And I don't believe lesbians can love men or change their mind about their sexuality. But even as a radical feminist we live in a world overtaken with identity politics that puts pressure on us to know what we are even though we aren't rid of homophobia OR biphobia for that matter. I've struggled with (mild, not that that excuses it) internalized biphobia and misogyny. We assume that the days of women realizing that they're lesbians late in life are over bc of the agenda telling us that homophobia has died but it hasn't. However, similarly, we're still going to have young people of all types struggling with labels realize things about themselves later in life, because of homophobia on top of the fetishization of minority identities. I might be talking in circles now but idk, give me your feedback on this. This is also vent-y bc I want to be febfem but I feel like I don't have a choice with today's dating scene? Which I know that sounds so stupid, I should just woman up and be female exclusive but... idk. I don't feel like I can. (That's not to say I don't love my current bf, I'm just pathetic lol)

hm honestly anon u lost me like halfway through so i kinda got confused over what u were trying to say here, ngl. i agree theres a pressure to choose a certain label even when u dont rly know and thats also why when i get anons asking me if theyre lesbian or bi i often advise to just think things thru and figure things out without putting a label on it bc like rly why do u HAVE to label urself if ur unsure? its ok to be unsure on ur sexuality u dont have to have a label in the meantime!!

but i didnt understand the bit u said about "we'r"e still going to have young people of all types struggling with labels realize things about themselves later in life, because of homophobia on top of the fetishization of minority identities." so if u wanna reword that for me thatd be great <3 cause i feel like i might have thoughts on that but im not sure what ur saying there

also i agree that its hard to be febfem with the reality of the dating scene tbh but think of it this way,,, dating men in the current dating scene isnt that easy if u want to have standards in which u dont date men that are overt or covert misogynists, if u cut men who consume porn out of ur dating pool, etc etc. so like ultimately the dating scene isnt that easy either way, with dating exclusively women its just always gonna be difficult as a woman bc our dating pool is smaller but its like choosing one risk over another in some way ?? if that makes sense. that said if u have a boyfriend u love then perhaps u could aim for being febfem if/when that relationship ends, bc i think itd be unreasonable to expect anyone to end their relationship if theyre happy w it anyways lol

[reallyromealone]

Yandere! Mikey x male reader

Its my first time writing yandere stuff and it's a weird transition from fluff so please don't be mean to me about it I did my best @the-punkrock-punk-rock can testify I'm a weenie who eats basically anything

Also I find it so fun when people find my shit posting account like "how? It's such a super secret name" as if it weren't literally a word shorter than this blogs name

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The worst day of (name)s life was when Manjiro Sano broke up with him.

Mikey had began changing for the worse and (name) tried desperately to hold on.

To be there for him.

To give him love.

But the blond didn't even break up with him in person.

Just a scrap piece of paper.

'im breaking up with you'

That's all it said and god he wanted it to be a sick joke, for Mikey to come out and hold him close but he knew it was nothing more than painful truth.

Time had passed, (name) managing to pick up the pieces of his broken heart and it wasn't the same but he managed.

Took down the pictures of them together, put his clothes and belongings in boxes and in storage as it just became to painful to look at.

Put the engagement ring he was going to give Manjiro--- no it was Mikey now, Manjiro left long ago.

He couldn't bring himself to get rid of the ring, it held so much power over his heart and mind.

A reminder of just how much he loves the other.

He had to leave for a bit.

Tokyo brought him so much pain.

And it gets harder to ignore the rise of 'Bonten'

That was four years ago.

(name) was now twenty four.

His job had brought him back to the city that never sleeps.

"Tokyo I'm home..." (Name) mumbled as he made his way to the apartment, his cousins and friends already there setting up furniture "Hakkai, I think that leg goes here..." Chifuyu said with uncertainty as they tried to put together a coffee table as the Kawata twins, (name)s cousins were arguing lightly about putting together his bookshelf "what's going on here?" (Name) asked lightly, a soft smile playing at his lips as the room halted and all eyes were on him.

He barely had time to process the bone crushing hug he was pulled into by the four men, all yelling and complaining about him being gone for so long "I got you your first two weeks of groceries so you don't gotta worry about that" Mitsuya said from the small kitchen, the man still looking elegant as ever.

(name) smiled appreciatively as the four let him go slowly "hey guys I'm home" he said softly and frowned when three out of four were on the verge of tears, Nahoya no longer smiling.

"we missed you so much... What happened?"

"he really left like that?" Mitsuya said in shock, surely Mikey wouldn't have left so coldly... even for him it was strange.

Mikey always made a point to tell (name) his feelings face to face.

No secrets, no avoiding.

But one supposed he did become colder over time and you had to be stupid or living under a rock to not know what he's been up to these days.

"He's returned to Tokyo" Sanzu stated to the Bonten leader who was staring out into the city, somewhere in there was his former lover.

"I see..."

Mikey would be lying if be said he didn't miss his ex boyfriend, the only light in his life.

But he had to go.

It wasn't safe for them to be near one another at that time.

But now all the dominos fell into place.

He had set cameras and mics into (name)s apartment, heart warming at the others voice he missed daily.

"should we begin the plan?"

"yes"

(name) was excited as he began his job, a simple job as a bakers hand and helping unload supplies from the truck and coming early in the morning to help prep for the day.

Life began to slowly build up for him, good friends and family and a job he loved.

That was until he came in.

Haruchiyo "Sanzu" Akashi.

He changed drastically, still unreasonably pretty but he looked a bit more... unhinged so to say.

He was still an intimidating presence to say the least.

"(name)?" Sanzu said with a very convincing act, pretending he was shocked to see the other and (name) bristled slightly before offering a soft customer service smile "hello Sanzu, it's been a while" (name) said calmly "what can I do you for?"

"his usual"

(name) froze at the order, he didn't even need to ask who it was for, he knew.

He ordered the same thing every time.

Mikey really hasn't changed in that regard huh?

"it will be ready in ten" (name)s voice was clipped as he moved swiftly to prepare the order, bagging it and filling the overly sweet beverage and capping it "it's 1,253 yen" (name) said simply as Sanzu handed him way more than needed "keep the change" he said with a smile before walking out.

He got the food and a wonderful realization.

(name) was fragile still.

Perfect.

Mikey was watching the cameras, facinated by his sweet little lamb going about his day to day.

It was (name)s day off and he decided he wanted to bake a cake.

God he was precious! His sweet little housewife was just absolutely darling!

Mikey couldn't wait to have him bake cakes for him!

He had ordered everything for his penthouse, everything (name) could possibly want.

Now he just had to make his debut.

Weeks had passed since (name) had seen Sanzu, but he couldn't shake the feeling of eyes on him.

Everywhere.

Even in the shower.

It was unsettling to say the least.

Like no place was safe for him.

He had finished a shift late, having done some overtime for his boss and just wanted to pass out at this point.

Unlocking his door, he almost dropped his bag when he noticed what was seated on his coffee table.

(favorite flower).

The flowers he gifted Mikey their first date.

How did they get in here?

Panicking (name) grabbed his phone, panicking as he tried to dial the police as something heavy knocked him out.

"shhh, don't worry it will be all ok now" a voice rang in his barely conscious mind.

"Mikey is ready now"

Waking up, (name) felt heavy and groggy.

Snuggling into the soft bed and warm blankets, he sighed as strong arms held him close.

Wait what?

Panicking, (name) pushed away from the arms as the stranger groaned, obliviously annoyed.

"go to bed..." An all to familiar voice rang out and (name) felt his heart leap to his throat "Mikey...?" He whispered horrified, the familiar black eyes staring back at him in the dark room.

"I'm back baby..." Mikey whispered and pulled the other close, ignoring the panic struggle from the other "I'm sorry I had to go baby...I'm back now though so you don't gotta worry" his voice was groggy with sleep and years ago that would have brought him warmth.

But now it made his blood run cold.

Pushing him away (name) tried to run out only to fall mere feet away as something tugged on their ankle.

Something cold and heavy.

Looking back, shackles sat tightly in his ankle and Mikey just tutted as if he was scolding a small child "baby we can't have you running off now...come now" he practically commanded as (name) took in the other, a complete stranger to the man he once loved.

He was colder now.

Those eyes lacked the warmth they once had.

"fuck you!" (Name) practically spat as he desperately tried to get the shackles off "now now, that's no way to talk to your husband no?"

"what the fuck are you talking about?!"

"you're my little wife now, I decided that a while ago... I saw the ring ya know? Before I left" Mikey said softly as he came forward and knelt infront of the other, catching (name)s ankle when he attempted to kick him and applying slight pressure as a warning to behave before kissing the others ankle gently.

"back of the second drawer beside the fridge"

"I accept your proposal (name)~"

"nonononono! You left me! You fucking kidnapped me you psycho!" (Name) yelled out and Mikey payed no mind to the others little tantrum as he pulled him closer by the ankle, the sound of metal chains clanking.

now now, don't be mean..." Mikey whispered as he lifted up the struggling man and dropped him on the bed "we can discuss this more in the morning, remember good boys get a reward" Mikey said with mock kindness "and bad boys have to watch their friends loose fingernails" he continued with the same kindness as he gently a traced a finger along the others cheek, stopping at the others lips.

Panic bubbled in (name), the threat very serious as he shook slightly "so will you be my good boy?" Mikey asked and (name) stayed still and Mikey grew slightly impatient "I asked you a question" his voice grew serious as he grabbed the others jaw with slight pressure "y-yes..."

"good, now let's sleep baby, we got a big day tomorrow!"

[necro-maxing]

“sometimes i feel i’m being crushed under the weight of everything i’ll never be” pls omg 🤲

(Okay okay im so excited for this one!!! You didn't give me a character, so! I'm running with Dick and Wally!)

"Dude, you have to talk about your feelings at some point. You know that, right?" Realistically, yes, Dick Grayson knew that. He was stubborn and impulsive, and a little reckless from time to time, but he wasn't stupid. In fact, he was pretty damn smart.

But smarts can only get you so far, and they certainly don't make handling your emotions any easier. Especially not when you were raised by a genius in a fucking batsuit that had the ability to show the emotional spectrum of a block of stale cheese, and that was pushing it on a good day. Dick Grayson was hyper-aware of everything that crossed his mind, and because he knew it was bullshit and unreasonable to feel the way he was, he settled on the most rational way to handle it.

Ignore it.

"I'm fine, Wally. Really, I'm okay." Dick said, avoiding the stare being sent his way. He couldn't do this right now. Wally couldn't catch his eye, no matter how hard he tried. Dick knew better, it seemed, because Wally was absolutely attempting to break him via the puppy eyes.

"Are you, Dick? Cause to me it looks like you had a total meltdown in front of half the current Justice League because of... telepathy? I'll be honest, I don't even know what happened there." Wally admitted, holding out a hand to rest on Dick's shoulder. "It's like Bruce looked at you and you just... lost it. What's going on, man?"

Dick froze as he felt Wally touch his shoulder, sighing quietly as he felt some small part of him collapse in on itself. Wally wouldn't ask if he didn't care, he knew that. But something about this whole thing made his stomach turn. He hated giving voice to his feelings; he'd much rather bottle everything up until it exploded, much like it had today. But when he looked up, he found nothing but concern written across his friend's face.

"Wally... damnit, I hate that you can wear me down like that." Dick finally said, slumping in on himself as Wally lead him over to the table in the center of the room. Assigned seating be damned, Wally plopped down in the designated Lantern chair and Dick took the spot beside him in the designates Wonder Woman spot.

"Whenever you're ready, I'll be here to listen. I'm just worried, bud." Wally admitted, watching the way Dick fought some silent, unseen foe behind his eyes. It took fifteen minutes, Wally kept count, for Dick to finally speak again.

"Sometimes... sometimes it feels like I'm being crushed under the weight of everything I'll never be." Dick muttered, gaze fixated on the floor between his feet. The words burned as they came out, and Dick felt like he might get sick if he had to say it again. "Its like... no matter what I do, no matter how much good I do or how far I make it, it's always going to reflect back on this impossible standard. B, he doesn't give praise lightly. And I know that, but... shouldn't doing good mean that you at least acknowledge the accomplishments instead of focusing on the mistakes?"

Wally sat quietly, turning the words over in his mind as he considered what Dick said. Dick made good points, though he supposed he'd never understand the real problems between his friend and Bruce. Wally had only ever (and would only ever) know as much as he needed to, and he was okay with that. But Dick was obviously in pain for a greater reason than Wally realized.

"Dick, I can't pretend to understand what kind of psychological warfare goes on between you and him. That's way out of my wheelhouse, and I'm not going to bullshit you." Wally said, reaching over to rest a hand on Dick's knee. Dick lifted his head, meeting Wally's eyes as he listened. "But I do know that that guy has like... zero idea how an everyday person thinks. He acts like he's never experienced a human emotion in his life sometimes, and that's not a fair reflection of you."

"You do so much for everyone else, dude. You stretch yourself thinner than Plasticman and bend over backwards for the people you care about, and when you're spread that thin, you're bound to mess up from time to time. But I don't think for one second that there's a standard you're trying to live up to that you haven't already met in everyone else's eyes." Wally said, smiling as he sat up straight, reaching over to bump his fist gently against Dick's chest.

It pulled a laugh from somewhere deep inside Dick's chest, a light that he hadn't even realized was beginning to fizzle out. But then again, Wally always did have that spark about him. Dick figured there was a friction joke in there somewhere, but he kept it to himself when Wally spoke again.

"You're a good man, Dick. One of the best. Now let me be a good guy too, and hand some of that weight over. Nobody's getting crushed on my watch, you got that?"

[calxide]

HELLOO!!!!!1!1!1!11 IT IS ME, THE ONE AND ONLY AIKO💗💗 anyways, i just wanna wish you a good summer vacay ahead!! but um- have u had an anon that like yknow send hate regarding any of ur genshin x reader posts?? cause ive currently had one :( SORRY IF IM SENDING NEGATIVE VIBES!! again i wish u a great vacay <<333

Hello, Aiko! Thanks for stopping by again. This might be long but here you go >.<

Well, I actually had one but that was when I was starting my journey in writing and that was a month ago. I wouldn't use the word hate on this problem since it's a strong word — they probably disliked the idea of having side pairings in smau, which I understand because that's simply their personal preference. But the thing is, if you don't like something, just ignore and scroll—don't read it and of course, don't send hate to the author. Although, I never really let myself be bothered by this again since it's only a small matter.

As for your issue, I'm not really sure about the whole story but first of all, I hope you don't feel discouraged about writing because of that — if you do, then I hope you feel encouraged to do so, again, soon. I personally think that having someone who sends hate is part of our journey, actually lol. I know, it sounds stupid, but you won't be able to avoid these problems. You can't please everyone, therefore, you can expect that someone out there might come after you and your works because they simply don't like it (unreasonable, right?). But like I said, never be discouraged just because someone had sent you a destructive criticism or whatever. Don't let someone who'll step as low as them destroy you as a writer, as a person.

If you did something wrong, you can apologize (and change for the better). Of course, that doesn't excuse their behavior of sending hate because that simply doesn't excuse it. We are human beings, we are bound to make mistakes because that's just who we are. If you didn't do anything wrong, you can ignore them and that might shut them up. If they still won't stop, you can turn off anonymous questions in the meantime. Make sure to try taking a break first to freshen up your mind so it won't fully destroy you.

Don't worry about sending negative vibes. I'm thankful that you've trusted me in this matter. Please don't hesitate to hit me up if you have any problems and I'll try my best to help as much as I can.

As for our readers out there, please do not send authors destructive criticism. We always appreciate constructive criticism, advice, and feedback, but please make sure to be nice, we are humans too. If ever we do something wrong, please point it out to us kindly and we'll make sure to get back to you as soon as we can.

I apologize for all the grammatical errors I've made in this post. Once again, thank you, and stay safe. Don't forget to drink water and take care of yourself! ♡

[dsmamedits]

LETTER-TO-C

June 10, 2020

Dear C,

I stopped calling you sweetie because I felt that things were lacking between us that we were growing apart. Doubt grew between us. I know when someone is lying to me or at least doesn't tell me the whole truth. I just know. It's just like how we both have a feeling when we'll message each other. It's an instinct instilled in us. I know you hide things for my sake because you did say that white lies are okay as long as it won't hurt the other person but for me lies are lies even if you say they are white lies because white lies are lies that hide things from someone but nothing can stay hidden, the truth will be set free. And once it is free and it's been proven that one wasn't transparent it will hurt more to the person who was kept in the dark. People are not weak, you don't need to lie to them to protect their feelings. Especially me, I'm stronger than you think. I can face anything. I'm stronger knowing there are people who have my back and love me. Isnt that how it's supposed to be?

There are things I can't let go of. I dont want a relationship built on Lies, doubt, dishonesty and no transparency. I may say things that hurt. I may have a cold heart. But it was all to protect you from more trauma and hurt and to protect myself. I know I too have things I still have left unsaid, I want to tell you but there's always something stopping me.

My reaction is a reflection of anothers treatment to me. I've seen relationships and I've experienced my own set of tribulations and I'm sure you have too. Im not insensitive, quite the opposite, You started to not care as much. The doubt grew when you didn't want to open up to me, you would usually tell me about your day the first few weeks of getting to know each other and then you didn't open up as much. I know you're usually detailed when talking about something you're passionate about but that stopped. I had to ask instead of you naturally telling me... That's alright because that helped me be more inquisitive and curious about others. But that was one change. When I told you about it you tried opening up more but I dont like telling people what they should know already. What should have come naturally if you really respected me and my feelings.

I don't like how you made a big deal about my virginity and blamed me for it how I could have prevented it and called me naive and simply didn't understand why it happened and insisted it was my fault. You should have let me go then when I was asking for it. For you to question my situation when you've slept around with other women was an unfair way of taking it out on me. I didn't bring that up anymore because you said you didn't want to say things that I could hold against you. But I'm bringing it up here so I can finally let it go and show you how unfair your way of thinking was.

I know my reactions could have been more lax but when you care about someone when you feel pain you may react the way I did. This is the first time I ever cared about somone to the point I would get mad because I was hurt. I know I could've dealt with this more calmly. This was my first time experiencing this much pain and hurt. I didn't know what to do. If I knew I would've known how to deal with it. With you. You made me fall in love with you and you decide to get sick of me after everything I've shared with you. Way to show me I'm not worth it. Not worth the trouble especially knowing my background. Thanks a lot.

You shut down in front of me. Didn't come after me. Didn't hug me and tell me everything is alright. And you didn't let me see anything. You deleted everything instead of showing me. You hid something from me. I'm not stupid but you kept making me feel stupid and I wanted to ignore everything and accept what you said but if you think about it.... Why would she call you just because you had that sickness before. You're not a doctor. And why would she call you several times. I know you wanted to protect all the women you dated. But I wouldn't care about them if you showed me you cared about me more. You protected them. You hid things from me. When I asked you again why you didn't add me on fb, do you remember what you said? You said, why do I need to add you on fb. In an irritated voice. I got scared and embarrassed. So I shut up and didn't insist on it. But I've always wanted to tell you. I can take care of myself. If anybody tries to bully me I have you. If you can't save me from your exes I have me. And if they try to ruin my reputation so what it's not the truth because the truth was that you and I were dating and you were no longer with them. So tell me, what was I supposed to be afraid of? Could you not have protected me? Why were you so adamant about keeping me out of your fb if it was just something you used. Why did you hide things from me. Did you not trust me?

I need a strong man to be beside me through thick and thin to prove to me that I'm worth loving no matter how imperfect I am and to help me get through it by offering something more tangible and helpful instead of telling me to handle my emotions more. Making me feel like I'm to blame for everything being ruined because I overthink about the things I can't make sense of because YOU wouldn't give me details when YOU used to be so detailed about everything!

I'd rather have someone be honest with me with the truth instead of hurt me with lies out of kindness. That is not kindness that is something that will eventually cause pain. Nobody's perfect and I understand that, that's why I gave you chances and you gave me chances but time and time again you made me doubt you. And all I could do was blame myself because I knew things could have been better.

Remember when we didn't go out for valentines? I didn't mind until you said you went out to dinner with your ex during valentine's before. I felt less important... then you said you needed to be with hero that day....I understood that but I felt you were defensive because I already knew that and you said it in a way like "dont be unreasonable", I kept quiet because I didn't want to make a big deal out if it but if you really wanted to spend it with me even just a few hours you would have. There are times when you pick hero up late. But that day I wondered why were you acting that way. We were just starting and I wanted to let it go because I didn't want to sound petty and it didn't help when you said you felt guilty and couldnt explain why, as if you were hiding something. If you really wanted too you would have put an effort. But you didn't. And now that time is gone forever.

I didn't want to keep silent because this might help you understand women more. If you think loving and showing a girl effort is just by feeding them, picking them up and saying words of I love you and making love with them, anybody could do that. If our roles were switched I'd be happy to do all that for you knowing it would make life easier for you. I bet thats how you felt too when you picked me up. Like you said that's what I deserved. But effort is more then that. Time is the most important factor for me. And you were willing to give it to me. You were gonna spare two days to be able to see me while juggling your work and life. I appreciated that...

I always came back when you asked me too and that was because I liked, loved, and cared about you. It annoyed me when you could see through me, when you took my seperation fits as jokes and said I just missed you. That was truer than true. I missed you so much and I was going crazy without you and surrounded by the negativity of everything. I started becoming obsessed with you because I had nothing better to do. You were my whole world. But you were becoming busier and I felt like I was neglected. I knew you were busy and you were trying to find time for me amidst your busy schedule. This is where I lack, communication, being honest about what I want to say. Instead of just telling you what I want from you I just become quiet and keep it inside because I dont want to be insufferable and a bother. But I ended up becoming one... I guess it ended up that way in the end. I remember the time we first met, how you accepted me for my messy past and got mad for me. I see things through rose coloured glasses. Everyone is kind, everyone has a reason for what they do. There is a story on how that person became the way they were. I didn't want to accept the grey and dark parts of the world.

I remember you telling me not to meet the guy in rockwell, I remember we watched the joker and we ate at the burger place, I remember watching in festival cell number 7 filipino version and we walked a lot, I remember going to your roof top and how beautiful and peaceful it was. I remember staying at your place and eating out at different places. I remember the first time we took edsa going to your place and how there were so many busses and I thought to myself, if we could get to your place faster by using this route so I could spend more time hugging you I don't mind taking this route all the time, I remember eating at that vintage burger place. I remember the wings and burger and raspberry juice. I remember that other burger wings place with a huge garage and how a truck passed by and you introduced me as your girlfriend, I was surprised coz you didn't ask me yet but it made me happy but also confused, was this how relationships worked? I remember walking by the river near your place and how I wanted to walk more but I was so tired and I wanted to go to the place you wanted to show me but fatigue got to me. I remember when we were at cloud 9 and I pretended to be not scared of how high up we were while on the bridge and you were acting cute behind me and I just wanted to bite and pinch you. And also punch you because I was getting more scared coz you kept making kulit. I remember how fun it was going home.

I also remember how the next time we rode the motorbike together you were a bit cold. You didn't like me hugging you and said you were having a hard time but usually you would laugh and say you liked it. Also you said you didn't like it when I was putting your shirt up and I thought you did because when we were going from cloud 9 you were laughing it off.

I remember how you got so red when you drank and fell asleep. I remember there was the one time where we did it and it was the most ecstacy I've ever felt, but when I found out the sad things, like how you were still talking to your ex and how you felt like you were distancing yourself from me, making love and loving you started to hurt.

I remember how you changed to letting me bite you when I told you that you got mad when I bit you. I remember taking lots of pictures of us together and of you when we went to the national museum and how paranoid i was about COVID19. I liked seeing you so serious looking around and hiding from you every now and then. One of my fave memories was when we went to celebrate my bday and how much fun it was to watch you sing for me. How we both could just let loose in each other's company. I remember eating at an open ventilated space in Makati with beautiful lighting and how you couldn't eat properly becasue you were having a stomach ache. I remember the time we were in jolibee and you told me about your mom and what she went through and the reason why you came back and how weak she became and how you teared up. You were beautiful.

I'm sorry I let my overthinking cloud the beautiful memories we made. I'm sorry I couldn't show you how much I loved you. I'm sorry I was mean and hurtful to you. I'm sorry that I wasnt enough. I'm sorry for being toxic. I'm sorry I couldn't love you the way you wanted to be loved. I hope you find someone who can love you the way I know you deserve to be loved. We're both too hurt to mend things. Sometimes something broken can't be put together and it's best to carry the broken pieces, glue it together with someone else to create something even better and unique. This is the closure I can offer. I know you've chosen a better path and i can only hope we both find the happiness we deserve. I can't help but blame myself because I know I pushed you to the limit. You got tired of trying because you thought that I was mean and confusing. Because I was toxic and I knew that, that's why I chose this path.

I wanted to let you know how I felt not for you but for my peace of mind.

#bittersweetmemories #loveletter #painfulmemories #youth #confused #distraught #sadness #ending&partings #THEEND