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melodicmelancholia · 2 months
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it sucks because even if they were awful to you, they left a permanent hole in your heart and you still miss them
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gorequette · 6 months
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"you fell in love with my petals, not my roots. when winter came you didn't know what to do"
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penvibess · 2 years
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That feeling where you really want to talk to someone but you have no one to talk to. No one initiates a conversation, they just reply your texts and you feel like you're bothering them so eventually you stop texting people first and realise just how alone you truly are.
that type of loneliness.
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httpbrokensblog · 1 year
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Well, hello again sad blog. Did you miss me?
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lilyofthevalley57 · 2 years
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"I must say its rather funny how we humans can find a hundred people and things to live for. But oh! how we'd fumble when someone asks to name one thing we'd live for."
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marne-nu-jee-krda · 1 year
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i just want to kill myself. i deserved to be treated this way. i should've been there for everyone. he was telling me thst he's sick and i made it abt myself. i just hope he didn't feel thst way. why am i such a failure? it'd probably be the best if i kms. isha would have eisha to be there for her. she was there for her before me, and i hope she'll be there after me too. shubhi di has vishesh and everyone. sometimes i really think maybe she just felt obligated to be there for me, bcuz i was so dependent on her. I've only ever hurt ishaan. i couldn't even return back his feelings. same with akshat bhaiya. to ashutosh, i never meant anything. he'd most probably just laugh it off. afterall he did think i was after him like some crazy chick, so maybe he'll feel relieved. prachi and lareb would most probably forget abt me too soon enough. its not like im too close to them or anything. aditi and tehseen would be even quicker, kyunki i never talked much with them. ishaan's frnds would most probably be happy bcuz of how I've hurt their frnd. as for shivansh, I'd probably be saving him from the drama that'd come into his account for being associated with me. im a walking disaster afterall. arya didi didn't like me much either. srishti and group too, had started to hate me. so most probably they'd all be chilled out. i wouldn't be ruining anyone's life my kms. no one would feel like how chord described in hold on.
maybe i should go ahead with this. and this time for real. maybe thus ys why i never saw much if my future. because there isn't one.
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xxfr13nd1ygh0stxx · 2 years
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melodicmelancholia · 4 months
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the ick of being hurt by you is smeared all over everything i once enjoyed :)
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i wish me going out of my way to make people feel better was enough
i try so hard
to make people have the ability to feel better
about themselves as a whole
but it never fucking works
why can't you see i’m trying?
why is this world such a huge void of unasked negativity?
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penvibess · 2 years
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She was made,
of secrets and lies,
of stories and pain,
of lows and highs.
She looked at the world,
differently with those,
big brown eyes,
that once dreamt of the,
vast infinite skies.
She was once made up of,
all the love she could muster,
now she's a living cadaver,
created by,
all those who broke her.
A shell is what she is now,
existing in this cruel world,
all on her own,
a secret is what she has become,
hidden and unknown.
She built walls of stone,
a shrine for the girl,
who loved too much,
she built a dome,
lived within it,
and called it home.
~anoushka
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sogirrrrrl · 1 year
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ngl, I low-key want to fall in love
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stopthinkingg · 2 years
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It's about to be midnight. I'm lying on my bed, staring at the ceiling as I'm getting sucked into the vortex of thoughts. We call ourselves "social beings" but we're arguably the most self-absorbed beings there are. It's funny and low-key heartbreaking at the same time how lonely we are. No one is entitled to anyone's time or attention despite having been promised to get so. It's naïve to think you might have someone's unconditional companionship at anytime just because you think you have a special place in that person's heart. At the end of the day, we all are on our own, battling out own struggles, without having time for each other, even for our closest ones. Still we reassure ourselves with illusions of hope: we're "social beings" after all.
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rainsparadiso · 12 days
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Cry as much as you can. It shows how much empathy you have towards situations, people, etc. I would cry with my mum when she’d fallen out with dad and I’d wipe her face and say “stop crying mummy, you won’t have any tears left for the future”. Then she’d stop and have a kinda besotted look and she’d get a tissue and just sit and play with my hair whilst I sat on her knee. I miss those days, in a sad, gloomy sort of way.
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jubeisoverparty · 2 months
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The days are getting so much longer. I slept through all my morning classes. I went to see a friend and all the sudden I just started crying. I didn't know what to do. I kept talking. I just wiped my eyes and kept talking.
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