xo-lunareverie
Cry Baby Club
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Welcome to my Cry Baby Club—a space where I can let my emotions flow freely, with no judgment, no shame. It's a place where I’m learning how to navigate the complex, sometimes overwhelming feelings that come with being human. I’ve been a sad, heartbroken soul for quite some time, still carrying the weight of someone I let slip away, yet foolishly holding onto a sliver of hope that our paths might cross again. This journey is one of self-discovery, where I’m figuring out how to process and care for my emotions so they don’t bleed into the lives of those around me. I’m taking small steps towards better emotional health, and I’m inviting you to witness the messy beauty of it all. This is a safe space for vulnerability, for those who have ever felt too much and don’t know where to put it. So, grab a tissue, settle in, and join me as I work through the tears and the hope that maybe, just maybe, this heartbreak is the beginning of something better.
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xo-lunareverie · 23 days ago
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I think about you a lot.. It's almost unbearable how I still miss you, still ache for the version of us that never quite came to be. I keep wishing I had done things differently, that I could take back the mistakes I made and the hurt I caused. I know I can't, though. It feels like every day, I just find myself replaying it over and over in my mind, trying to figure out where things went wrong.
I was so destructive, and I couldn't stop wondering why. It wasn’t you. It wasn’t even really about you. It was my own fear, my own panic, and my own need to be seen. I guess I thought if I could break something, shatter the silence with my anger. You’d finally hear me. But all I did was break us. I should’ve just opened up. I should’ve trusted you more, been calmer, steadier. But I didn’t. And now, here we are.
I wish I could go back. I wish I could hold it all together for just one more chance to show you that I never wanted to hurt you, that I truly wanted forever with you. I wanted us to be something real, something lasting, something steady. But I let my chaos get in the way, and I ruined it.
Every time I think about it, I wonder if you ever think about me. About us. Do you ever wish things had gone differently, too? Or am I the only one stuck in this mess of my own making? Either way, I just want you to know that I never stopped caring. I never stopped hoping.
Maybe one day, I’ll find a way to forgive myself for all of this. Maybe one day, I’ll understand why I acted the way I did. But for now, all I can do is miss you. And I wish things had turned out differently.
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xo-lunareverie · 23 days ago
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You might not be thankful for having met me. In fact, you’re probably more thankful that I’m gone, and honestly, I understand that. I know I wasn’t always the person you needed or deserved, and for that, I’m sorry. There were times when I hurt you, when my actions and words were driven by emotions I didn’t know how to control.
But I want you to know that, despite everything, I am truly thankful to have met you. You helped shape me in ways I couldn’t have imagined before we crossed paths. You taught me things about myself—things I didn’t want to face but needed to see. Even when I was at my worst, there was something about your presence that pushed me to reflect, to question, and to grow. In many ways, you made me a better person. And for that, I will always be grateful.
I only wish the universe had allowed us to stay together. If it had, maybe things could have been different. Maybe I could have been the person you needed me to be, the person I always hoped I could become. But the truth is, I was still learning, still struggling with the darkness inside me, and that darkness overwhelmed everything. I didn’t want to become the monster I sometimes was—I fought against it, but I had no tools, no way to manage those emotions. They took over, they clouded my judgment, and they made it so much harder to see the good, the love, and the potential between us.
I see it now, though. I see how my actions tore us apart. And I regret it deeply. I never meant for things to end this way. But I understand why it did, and I know that you’re probably better off now—free from the chaos I created. I hope, in time, you’ll be able to heal and find peace. You deserve that, more than anything.
And as for me, I’ll carry the lessons I learned from you with me, always. The good and the bad, the love and the hurt—it’s all part of who I am now. I just wish I could have been a better person, a better partner when it mattered most.
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xo-lunareverie · 23 days ago
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An intellectual dreamer is someone who dares to think beyond the boundaries of today and imagines a world that could be. 🌌✨ They see possibilities where others see limits, constantly seeking knowledge and pushing the limits of their imagination. While grounded in intellect, they are free to dream without restrictions, weaving together ideas, curiosity, and creativity.
For them, the world is not just what it is—it’s what it could become. Every book read, every conversation had, and every thought explored brings them closer to the vision of something new. A dreamer's mind is a place where abstract ideas take shape, and with every idea, they take one step closer to changing the world.
So, here's to those who dream big, think deeply, and believe that knowledge has the power to reshape our reality. 🌱💡 Let's not be afraid to dream wildly and think profoundly. Our best ideas might just be the spark that lights the way forward. 🌟
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xo-lunareverie · 23 days ago
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✨ The mystical rebel is not bound by the world’s expectations or the limits of the mind.
They are the ones who see beyond the surface of things, those who dive deep into the unseen mysteries of the universe. They are not afraid to question the norms, to challenge the established ways, because they know the truth lies in the unknown, in the uncharted territory of the soul. 🌙
A mystical rebel is someone who refuses to conform—not out of defiance for the sake of rebellion, but out of a deep calling to transcend the ordinary and the material. They understand that true freedom comes not from fighting external systems alone but from breaking free from the mental cages that hold us back from realizing our fullest potential. 🌀
These rebels don’t raise their fists in anger—they raise their hearts in love. They don’t shout to be heard—they listen to the whispers of the universe, knowing that wisdom comes in stillness. They don’t seek power—they seek truth. And in doing so, they embody a quiet revolution. 🌌
They remind us that the greatest battles are fought within. The most powerful revolutions begin with inner transformation. It’s time to awaken the mystical rebel within you—step away from the noise, embrace the silence, and remember who you are. 🌿
The world is waiting for your unique truth, your radical light, and your soul’s song. Let it shine unapologetically. ✨️
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