#Relationship lessons

[cultural-derealization]

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[lilmadorange]

Heartbreak Diary - 5

Sometimes, when feelings hit, I might just be walking on a street or riding on a train, and tears start rushing into my eyes.

That's the feeling of you know love exists here, but you can't have it.

It takes two people to possess love. He's a coward. And that's why I was crying.

I wish that one day, someone would be brave enough to pursue love because they can and because they know I am worth all the risks it takes.

Last night, I wanted to thank him for being assertive in ending our relationship.

We are not compatible. When we were together, we overshared our past and over-emphasized our fucked-up sides. I started to think that that's not how it should go. Perhaps all the future dates I go on, I'd never reiterate my past in that traumatic perspective ever again if I even wanted to share my stories in extensive detail. I hope to meet someone, and I wouldn't even feel the need to share my past with him cause he wouldn't mind mine, and I don't carry the weight anymore.

I am also too good for him and refuse to see that. He is unique because of who he is, and I appreciate that. I refused to look further, to think that I deserved better. He made me, and I want to thank him for that. I went out on two dates after we broke up. They are both more emotionally available than him. They appreciated me more. They didn't first treat me like just another girl they would have a one-night stand with. They didn't care that some of my close friends were guys. The way he judged me: my boobs were too small, my teeth were not good... None of it but showered me with compliments. Instead of thinking that I am too good for him and we wouldn't last, they recognize how great I am and try every way to match. Ironically, they might also be more attractive, better built, and charismatic. The world is so big, there are so many people. It only has been two weeks, and I already had a better dating experience than with him.

But I still love him. I still looked through my photos: pictures of him holding my cat, pictures of me on top of him while he lay down on my pink sofa holding my Hello Kitty plushy, and pictures of him reading my poetry book in my bed. I just want to hug him, kiss him, and shower him with all my love and compliments so he always feels better when he has a bad day. I wanted to spoil him, give him what he needed, cook for him, listen to him when he wanted to vent, and make him feel like he could just come in and lie on the sofa to relax at home.

Mind is a fucked up place.

At least I did not insist.

I thought about it, I thought about him.

But I continue my life, in a health way.

[lipikkawrites]

If life can remove people you never dreamt of losing, it can replace them with someone you never dreamt of having.

-@lipikkawrites

[evilbridgetjones]

The concept is simple, and gender is hardly a factor in the grand scheme. The Angel, starry-eyed and probably somewhat naive, meets someone they’re determined to write a novel with. The Liar, debatably lacking self-awareness, allows themself to engage with the Angel’s whimsy - only long enough to get them hooked on the ride.

The Tale of The Angel and the Liar by Evil Bridget Jones

[larryhappiday]

"Can You Restore My Virginity?"

Expenses of love are non-refundable. This is the lesson this naive young man’s travails have revealed. Now he has discovered critical relationship lessons and how to avoid making wrong assumptions about love. follow as we explore vital relationship lessons and essential steps in building friendship into an enduring union. Restoring her virginity has been set as the only condition for a refund of…

[deeeaahh]

[elainiisms]

y'all are always complaining about how gay rep has to be perfect and unproblematic like speak for yourself i personally love it when they try to murder each other

[irisesinyoureyes]

a was selfish and egotistical. they only pretended to accept their flaws. but when someone else pointed one out, they found a way to defend themself without sounding defensive.

they drew a line between them and others. they (whether consciously or not) carried themself as if they knew everything and were above humanness. but no, they were human. they had flaws. they weren't perfect.

but they would never admit that. and therefore, could never connect with others on an intimate level. gods can't relate to humans.

and if you think you're a god, no amount of time in a relationship will make you feel accepted and loved if you cannot witness your own humanity

[haleyincarnate]

[phoenixtv]

[muzammilheree]

We’ve been taught that the purpose of a romantic relationship is to make us happy — to find our better half. READ NOW

[lipikkawrites]

A lot will go wrong before everything goes right.

Keep moving forward.

-@lipikkawrites

[stayuntilthefoglifts]

Just because someone carries it well, doesn't mean it isn't heavy.

Christin Lewis

[nm-alhilal]

[espiritogato]

[molinaesque]

You know why these boys brought you in? 'Cause I f*cked up a poor, defenseless gang-affiliated organ dealership? Yep. Mm.