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You
After all this months, at this point when I look back I know how we really fight to get here, to be together, and I am so happy and proud for that, no matter what people think or say about us.
I've always thought I was never going to feel like this again, like loving someone so much and being in love so deeply. But I am, I can't believe what I feel when I have you close, when we kiss, when you touch me, when I see you doing anything, it is simply magical, unexplainable.
You make me stronger and weaker at same time, but I'm not afraid anymore.
I love you. But not only you, I love my passions too, my friends, my family, and getting that right took me time but I finally get it.
You are part of my life, just as much as they are.
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I'm getting bored of this, it's always the same fucking hurting shit and he never learns, this is me pissing me off because all he does is washing his hands to be free of any guilt AND HE'S GUILTY OF ALMOST EVERYTHING, I KNOW I SAID HE WASN'T BUT HE ACTUALLY IS.
I wish I could just hate him and get away, it would be so much easier, BUT I CAN'T, I'm tired, without any energy to keep this going by myself.
I wish I could be selfish, like him, BUT I CAN'T. I think that I hate me because i cannot hate him and that's what makes me feel this bad.
I was so much mistaken; you cannot be like this if you truly love someone, not even being a dumbass.
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Daddy.
I never thought I was going to write you on this mood, like soft and cute, but I miss you and I have to express my feelings.
I'm so sorry, dad, I really am. I'd been so rough that time, I know I really hurt you as much as you did or even more.
I thought I was just being honest, but, no, I was being cruel, and it ended in hurting the both of us.
I know that you know you weren't the best father, actually you are not even close, but at least you were. I remember your support, and your love, and all of you, the bad things too, and I think I finally accepted them.
It would be great if you were gonna read this, but I know you won't because you have a pride as bigger as mine, so, I can say that I truly love you, I don't care what you have to offer, 8 care about you and always did it.
All the love,
This fucking rag doll.
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Useless and not me.
Lately I've been feeling weird, having bad feelings about my life and my future and even about my present, about this very moment.
I've been doing nothing at all, not for me nor the school and I'm feeling so useless and.. bad, I feel empty without writing and reading, I cannot be happy without those things, but latest times I tryied to do it, I just couldn't focus on doing it because of all the school stuff I have to do, even though I'm not going to do nothing for the school.
It's like a torture, I'm missing myself and obviously that hurts, it really does. I need time, time for myself.
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I thought I was sad because of him, you know? And now I realise that it was actually because of you.
I've always thought you loved me, I mean, you're my father, it could seem obvious but... it seems to be fake now. We haven't been talking since that day, and I thought it wouldn't hit me, that it wouldn't hurt me, but it did it indeed.
I already forgave you, but it still hurts, because I miss you, daddy, but I miss the daddy who raised me, not the new one who can ignore me for months.
At some point I know you will realise you made a mistake, maybe when my little brothers ask about me to our grandma, maybe if you see a pic of us you will remember me, you will remember that you actually love me..
But just in the case that you won't, I want you to know you were a great father to me when I was child, but I'm still your daughter.
-The Rag Doll.
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My story with the rain
Rain always has ruined my plans, the most important plans. But the worse is that these plans had been made with hard decisions, I swear that the pain which I feel in moments like right now are unimaginable. Do you know how it feels a knife in a lung? Well, is like that. You cannot breathe, oxygen is something you are going to miss too much, and then, you do not hear your heartbeats anymore.
Painful? You do not even imagine it. Weird? Nope, what do you understand by weird? Because this is not weird to me.
I feel it since I fell in love the first, like five years ago to publish this.
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Me: you will never receive this, 'cause I'm not going to send it. But here I go.
I think that I really miss you, but in a rare way, it's not like I miss our relationship, I miss you, only you, your voice, your messages, your presence. And I hate the fact I'm not in love with you anymore, because it would make easier this if I was, I'd only have to say that I want you back.
I know this is possible, but I have no energy for it, and I love you, I know that I still do, but unfortunately sometimes love is not enough for things to work.
I see you in every corner, in every street we walked in together, in every person we were with.
And I didn't know if I was afraid of crossing you 'til now; I think that in my deepest desires I want to, but I'm afraid of running to you and hug you like I'd always wanted to do.
Anyways, as I said in the beginning, you will never receive this and I will never admit that I still love you.
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“I’m looking for a medic to save me from this heartbreak epidemic.”
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You
I can't avoid the fact of my face kinda stupid when I think 'bout me and you, I really hate it because you melted my ice heart with only your existence.
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