i don’t know why i feel so guilty about expressing how i feel. in part, i think it’s because i’m afraid. letting people see me breakdown is something i hate to do; it always feels like i’d be burdening people if i were to talk to them when they ask me what’s wrong, even though
Read more →It was such a huge, stupid mistake to ever come and see you. It just reinforced everything I had been feeling for so long. I wanted to believe you WEREN’T everything you’d always said you were, but you are. She’s a lucky, lucky girl. I hope she’s ready for you. I hope she doesn’t break
Read more →I’m pretty sure that I’m always going to be alone. I don’t think that I’ll ever find love. Each experience is just more and more disappointing. I give up on hoping or wanting anything for myself. Take whatever you want, whatever you need. I am a shell of a person. I’m tired of caring, of
Read more →One time I went to your house on a Friday night, and we laid in your bed and kissed. Growing more and more tired, I shut my eyes for a few minutes and buried my head halfway into your pillow. You rested your chin on your wrists, studied my face, and told me, “you look
Read more →You came to me begging for forgiveness. I was scared, but gave it. I gave it because no matter how much I wish I didn’t, I do love you. I don’t know what else to do now, however. After what you did, I still can’t trust you, and you aren’t helping. Your ex is my
Read more →TMT, You are the most beautiful thing in my life and I have never felt so lucky. I could tell you this to your face but I think the world should know that a love like ours exists. You are my oxygen, my food, and the driver of my spirit. I love you for everything
Read more →today was one of those typical, shit rainy days but it made me think of you. not that this is rare, i think of you everyday, but you filled my mind all day. i know what we had was…complicated to say the least and i know what we did was wrong, but running out and
Read more →I wish you considered me a priority. I know we aren’t exclusive. I know we aren’t “dating.” I know I call you a “friend.” I know… I know that it took me a few years to develop a fondness that diverged from friendship. I know that I’m difficult, and I know that anything sexual is
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