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snowangelsoul · 2 months
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Isn't it weird how one person blocks you & their followers, who do not even know you, block you, too? Kind of like the lunch table in high school. The pettiness amazes me. Perhaps being a pariah would be so much easier; then, at least I'd know exactly where I stand.
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the-mortal-incorrects · 8 months
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Jace: Looking for your knife, dad? You should try my back. That’s where I’ve last seen it.
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thedramafreeclub · 5 months
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Betrayal, Fake friendships quote
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femroe · 2 months
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ok guys we've had a nice run but i'm deleting this web sight now
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247koalabear742 · 1 year
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Don’t ask me to open up if the second I do, you plan to leave.
Me
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seaside-writings · 1 year
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Prompt #864
"Did you just stab me in the back!?!"
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meplusself · 3 months
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pov: the experienced of being let down by a friend
In the unpredictable rollercoaster of life, there are few blows as disheartening as the experience of being let down by a friend. It's like navigating a maze, thinking you've found a reliable companion to guide you through the twists and turns, only to realize they've left you stranded at a dead end.
Picture this: the sun is shining, birds are chirping, and life is humming along as usual. You and your friend have shared laughter, secrets, and countless memories. There's an unspoken pact of loyalty, an understanding that no matter what, you've got each other's backs. But then, out of the blue, the script flips, and the trust you once took for granted crumbles like a sandcastle swept away by the tide.
The initial sting is a blend of disbelief and disappointment, a bitter cocktail that leaves a lump in your throat. You replay the events leading up to this moment, desperately searching for a clue, a sign that could have warned you of the impending betrayal. It's like sifting through the ashes of a burned friendship, trying to salvage something meaningful.
What makes it all the more bewildering is the contrast between past camaraderie and present betrayal. It's as if you were handed a script for a feel-good movie, only for it to take a dark and unexpected turn. You find yourself questioning the authenticity of every shared moment, wondering if the laughter was genuine or merely a façade.
There's a certain vulnerability in friendship, a willingness to expose your true self to someone you consider a kindred spirit. When that vulnerability is met with betrayal, it's akin to having your soul laid bare and then trampled upon. The disappointment is a heavy cloak that wraps around you, making every step feel like an uphill battle.
In the aftermath, you're left grappling with a whirlwind of emotions. Anger simmers beneath the surface, a fiery reminder of the breach of trust. Hurt, like a persistent ache, lingers in the corners of your heart. And woven through it all is a thread of sadness, mourning the loss of a connection you once held dear.
Yet, amidst the wreckage of shattered trust, there's an opportunity for growth. It's a harsh lesson in the impermanence of relationships and the fallibility of human bonds. As you pick up the pieces, you may discover a newfound strength, an ability to stand tall in the face of disappointment.
Life, with all its unpredictability, teaches us that people are flawed, including ourselves. It's a reminder to approach friendships with a blend of optimism and caution, understanding that while some companions may falter, others may surprise you with unwavering support. The experience of being let down by a friend is a chapter in the book of life, a chapter that, with time, fades into the background, making space for new connections and the resilience to weather whatever storms may come your way.
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lonelycollagestudent · 3 months
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I wear my heart on my sleeve
I wear my heart on my sleeve can’t you believe. I help others before they help me.
The blood pumping on my sleeve from people stabbing me.
Y’all take my kindness for weakness as you laugh draining the life out of me.
I can be so quiet and sweet but y’all don’t like it when I be mean.
Yes I used to wear my heart on my sleeve before everyone ripped my heart out and turn me cold left me empty and now I grown old.
I’m empty and hollow no wear to mend my sorrows. From the girl who used to wear my heart on my sleeve
By: the lonely college student
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coffeeworldsasaki · 7 months
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Real betrayal is when you complain about a post getting too many notes with your friends and then they don't hesitate to reblog it when it shows up in their dashes 😔
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eternalxautumn · 8 months
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He still wants to tear my life asunder 💔💔
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snowangelsoul · 1 year
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Some people talk shit about me. I refuse to defend myself b/c ackowleging them gives them power. They are truly irrelevant. It's up to you to to believe their nonsense or not. I try very hard to live an authentic life. I know the truth, but I don't have to prove it.
At the end of the day, that's all that matters. 🦋
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I've been fooled! Bamboozled!
Drawn in by the tiny gecko face. Those innocent eyes. How could I suspect any nefarious scheme?
He looked at me so plaintively. Opened and shut his little mouth so cutely. I gave him a head pat, and he came closer. Another head pat, another three inches towards the door. Another head pat, and he crawled right out onto the table and onto my hand.
And then the tiny jerk peed on me!
The disrespect! The humanity (geck-manity?) of it all! Worst of all, he's watching me right now and his eyes are drawing me in. Perhaps I should give him a second chance...
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craycraybluejay · 10 months
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Why is it that I, the most earnest person I know, am constantly getting myself stuck in shituations with liars, backstabbers, and extremely fickle people. If I ever stab you, it will be from the front. You will see it coming. And it will be pretty much entirely your fault, like there'll be a reason. Not just bc I find you annoying or weird or something. A real reason. Of course, I myself lie if I have to, but in general, I'm open and honest to a fault. If I think your shirt is ugly and you ask how it looks, most likely, I will tell you I think it's ugly. If you ask me how I feel about you, I'll probably tell you it straight.
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saygoodnight2theworld · 10 months
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I fucking hate most people. I don't get them. Their lack of empathy or even emotionally understanding anyone else, even on a basic level. I'm so goddamn sick and tired of being abused and feeling helpless to make it stop. And meanwhile assholes in my life want to play devil's advocate to people that they don't even like themselves, against me. I'm fucking sick and tired of being gaslighted and treated like shit by people in my life THAT ARE SUPPOSED TO BE ON MY SIDE. Seriously, WTF is wrong with people??? Anyone? Everyone??? I feel like I cannot trust anyone to have my back anymore, ever. I'm so fucking sick of questioning myself, after knowing how I've been abused and gaslighted. I'm far from fucking perfect, I've sinned. I'm only human. But I would never fucking do what people have done to me. I would rather fucking die than treat someone else the way I've been treated. I would NEVER hurt someone else the way I've been treated, even after they've hurt me already. I don't give a shit about revenge. I don't have it in me to hurt others, even if they've hurt me. That's not me. But for these fucking psychos that still want to hurt me, for whatever selfish, jaded, fucked up reasons... I just don't get it. I'm a feral cat backed into a corner at this point, and in order to make it stop the innocent involved are going to be hurt. Because I'm out of options and people = shit. Everyone needs to grow the fuck up. I just do not get how most people can live with themselves. I'm far from perfect, but I pay the price of self loathing daily and don't like hurting others, even if they 100% deserve it, because that's not me. But at some point something has to change. Sorry if this is pretty repetitive. I'm really upset and tired of being abused.
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wordsofpoetry · 1 year
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Best friends right ? But why are you laughing at me wild with your fake smile .
Why lying about your lies .
I see it in your eyes hate and dispiece .
Hugging me with a knife behind your back .
I knew you were fake but i didn't know you were a murderer .
Life flashed away in my eyes , you stabbed me with your knife made of anger and jealousy.
Or was it a mistake , like the mistake that i made
To be friends with you , or to live beside you ?
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spurkspaint · 1 year
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hi *drops this*
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why did you do that
and whyd you do THAT after i tried kms ovr u
wtf is wrong w u
why did you fucking do that
idiot
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