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wlwdaydreamms · 2 years ago
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i am learning to love myself again. i am learning to be content with spending time alone. i am getting back to my hobbies and not neglecting my mental health. i enjoyed playing the guitar so im learning to play more songs. i enjoyed reading books so im unboxing the books i've bought but never touched. i enjoyed listening to music so i listened to old playlists that i created before you. i enjoyed going out so im getting closer with my friends like before. being with you cost me losing myself. i lost my identity and for a while i was just someone's girlfriend. when i looked in the mirror i viewed myself as "am i pretty enough?". i don't blame you for my insecurities but i need time to heal.
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small-but-mightyy · 2 years ago
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Dear Neighbor,
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dontcallmeidontexist · 5 months ago
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You will never not be lonely
So long as you put others first
No matter how much you think
That it will get you somewhere
It won't ever give you what you want
At the end of the day
You will be last on people's lists
Forgettable
Save for the service that you give
No one will want
An empty vessel of a friend
You will live
And you will die
Putting yourself at the end
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worldofherwords · 1 year ago
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i dont know how
I don’t think I fully know what it means to be loved for myself.
All my life I’ve always been loved because of something, I then turn that something and amplify it and make it my whole personality to ensure that my partner would continuously.
I’m afraid to be forgotten, to bore someone, for someone to be tired of me.
All my life I have to be someone they will love, pick and choose which parts of myself I’d allow them to see.
I am scared to find out that I’m not I’m not for long term;
That all I’m good for is cheap thrills and short adventures.
I mean, let’s be honest, what’s the longest someone has ever loved me?
A year with someone who has someone else?
Half a year with someone who lived in a made-up narcissistic world?
Honestly.
All my life, I’ve only known how to be someone else to be loved.
So, I don’t know what to do when someone says – “just be yourself”, because I’ve never really been loved for it.
What If I’m only good for short term love?
For something exciting?
For something fun?
For something shiny?
I don’t know how to be loved as myself.
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razrix · 1 year ago
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you worry about everyone but me
You won't remember it the way I do, if at all, but I remember the day I was having the worst time at work; I'd been yelled at, trying to get a whole mountain of shit sorted out for the team, and I was bawling my eyes out because I was so upset. You came over to me, said that your friend had lost their job, and rushed off to the pub to see them and comfort them, and make their day better. You looked at my tear streaked face, saw the day that I was having, and decided that the best move you could make is to leave and be with your friend, offering not a single word of comfort to me. I waited all night. You promised that you would bring me home dinner, and so I waited. Waited. At eleven in the evening I realised that you never actually intended on keeping your word, you didn't care that I had no food in the house, that I'd had a horrible day of with no kind or good interactions with people, that I'd been waiting all night for you to keep to your promise. I went to bed. The next day you told me you were home by 1am, but I knew you were lying. I knew that you'd lied about who was there, about what was happening, and that you were lying about the time you got home - because what you forgot was that you were using my bank card, my money, and I had timestamps sent to me by the bank without even asking. You never told me about that night out, and never again after that. "It was cool," all the details I got, I had to ask to find out that yes, there was another girl there but immediately you stopped talking about the night after that. You worry about everyone but me, whether I'm lying in bed on a Saturday too depressed to get up, too depressed to care about wanting to be alive; you'll rather be out, with your friends and family, than stay and care for me; to stay and try and comfort me; to stay and pretend to care. You've abandoned me in my time of need so many times because you don't listen when I try to tell you how terribly I am actually doing; you don't listen, you don't say a word - my emotions are never worth acknowledging.  So why is it a shock whenever I finally explode, when I burst with everything I have not been able to express because you refuse to let me - you're always surprised, "I had no idea that's how you were feeling," but you stop talking to me after that, for a few days, and I feel like I'm being punished for trying to get help from the one person who promised I could always count on them. But I know you'd never let friends messages of need go unanswered, I know that if they asked you for the help that I have, they would get it; they would have the help and support and you would tell them you love them and listen to how they're feeling without objection. Perhaps it's me, perhaps my emotions really are that much of a burden that the idea of acknowledging them makes you want to - leave?  I didn't mean to be a burden, and you haven't noticed that over the past 8 months I've carefully spoken to you about less and less, but perhaps that's my retaliation; I need to make you as unimportant to my survival as I am to yours.  It's the only way this will not kill one of us.
from my collection of letters i'll never send 2023
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insanesammi · 2 years ago
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dear dad,
I'm sorry you will never be a grandpa, never be able to see your two girls get married, never be the one to walk us down the aisle. you would've been an amazing grandpa. you may not have always been the best father, but you tried your best. I forgive you. I will miss you forever. the world took you too soon. you were supposed to live longer, make it to 60, 70, 80. Not just 52. the cancer took you too soon. I wish the medical system was able to fix the cancer instead of just killing your immune system to try to kill the cancer at the same time. I wish your last year had been full of joy rather than pain. I wish you were still here. it hurts so much to not be able to talk to you again, to know I'll never be able to hear you laugh, to tell me you love me, to be alive. you were so full of life before the cancer hit, and so stubborn throughout the cancer I truly thought you'd beat it out of sheer will. I miss you.
love,
your daughter who is trying her best without you
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beanghostprincess · 1 month ago
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These glasses made me cry.
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Usually, whenever fanatism and admiration become too much to the point of wanting to turn yourself into your idol, you end up forgetting yourself. She begins the short by dressing exactly like Nami (no glasses despite needing them and sandals to walk Nami's steps) and complaining about how she could pretend to be a better Nami than the fake one.
She thanks Nami for inspiring her to be adventurous and live an intrepid life, to the point where it seems she wants to be her in order to do so.
And yet, at the end of the day, it's herself (with her glasses, barefoot and far from the perfect ideal she has of Nami) the one who saves the day and gets to live her own adventure.
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slyth3rinbab3 · 9 months ago
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A Sad Letter To My Girlfriend
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Laura baby,
Words aren’t enough to express the pain I felt when you suddenly left me without notice.
You chose to hurt the person who only wanted to protect you from people trying to steal you…. you chose to hurt the person who love you and stayed by your side. You failed to see those people as a threat to our relationship the way I see them. I chose to still want to get married to you and be there with you in Australia but you chose to break my heart instead by blocking me on Twitter and leaving me on all your IG rp accounts when you promised youll stay.
I just hope that one day you’ll realize how you’ve hurt me badly… maybe that time will come when im really gone here.  the sooner the better .. so youll feel the pain of losing someone who really loved you and whom you just kept taking for granted lately. …You’ll realize you shouldnt have blocked me on FB and Twitter and shouldnt have left me on all your IG rp accounts. 
You chose to hurt the person who love you and chose to have you over her family.. I chose you over them but what did you do instead? You took me for granted.. You chose to be with the people who are being a huge threat to your relationship with her instead. It’s like you really want me gone already and lose me for their sake.. You chose to break my heart to pieces the moment you blocked me on FB and Twitter when the thing I only wanted was to protect you from others. You chose to be ungrateful for all the things I’ve done for you on my Draco accounts . I helped your Marcus account get over that other Draco account who cheated on you. What did you give back in return? Your lack of gratitude and time for me. 
It’s you here who chose to throw away our 2 years of relationship, not me After all the help I gave you to get over that other Draco account who hurt your Marcus account and forget about him, this is what I get back from you in return. Who was it that stayed by your side when you got your heart broken? Who was it that was with you when you lost Poppy? Wasn’t it me? How could you choose to be with other people instead of me then? How could you choose to block me on FB and Twitter when you said you’ll get rid of those people who were trying to steal you? You even said on your Marcus account that you will not let them try stealing you away from me? So much for choosing you over my family and for wanting to be there with you right where  you are. You even promised your IG rp accounts won’t leave mine as long as I keep those , especially my Draco account. But it turns out you’ll be the first one breaking your own promises. I thought you understood my reasons well why I hate it when you talk to other people, why I get too jealous and possessive. That is because I see them as a threat and expected that youll see them the same way. 
Didnt you even tell me that your Marcus account understands how my Draco account feels? Especially when you see a Harry account being all over him? Why is then that you are letting other people steal you? You even said you’ll do anything I want you to do for me to keep fighting to stay alive. But now you’re giving me reasons to give up fighting against my illness. How could you?
Did you remember just 3 years ago, you asked me on my Draco account if we could try being in a relationship as well in real life? And I said yes. Because I wanted as well for us to have a serious relationship .. not just in our rp accounts but in real life as well. I never wanted to be in a serious relationship with anyone else just you. But now you threw it away. I was even planning to propose to you.. but then you blocked me on FB. and even on Twitter. 
You just wasted everything.. you all threw away everything we had . it’s you here who wasted everything we had.. not me.. it’s you guys as well who gave up on this relationship and on me.. .. it was you who failed to fight for this relationship not me. You chose to give up on our relationship , baby. you chose to give me up. You chose to hurt me and leave me on all my IG rp accounts..
I thought loving a person comes with accepting both his/her bests and worsts? … . why did you leave me then when you saw me at my worst? you expect me to keep my promise here.. and I did the best I could to keep that.. that Ill change for the better .. but it turns out you’re the first one here to break your own promise. 
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mogwaei · 6 months ago
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That missing Trespasser epilogue slide we never got from Solas' pov
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wlwdaydreamms · 2 years ago
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sometimes we stay in a depressing relationship because of the belief that we are not worthy of a better one.
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petaltexturedskies · 4 months ago
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Franz Kafka in a letter to Milena Jesenská dated August 1 1920, featured in Letters to Milena
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photosofyou · 1 year ago
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what’s a girl gotta do to get some love letters around here?
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bubblingsteam · 7 months ago
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lucidpeech · 9 months ago
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dear sister must die
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lyrichi · 10 months ago
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mc, randomly at dinner: how do y'all feel about demon slayer
luci: demon what?
mc, taking a bite of rice: slayer
asmo: slay
levi: I wanna be a demon slayer :(
satan: levi, you are a demon
levi: owee :((
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