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i needed you so badly and you left me there!!!!
why do you do that what was so wrong with me why didn't you love me why didn't you help me why didn't you ask how i was why do you only care about what she thought why would you not tell were you ashamed.
why did you start to text me again do i get an explanation now why do you want me back after all this time why didn't you speak to me before did she dump you is that why you came back do you even know how much you hurt me why did you never say sorry why do you take so long to reply why is it killings me inside
why do i still love you i thought i was over you why can't i forget about you you won't you just let me move on why won't i move on why don't iu say no why do i still care why does everyone always go against me why does it always have to be a sercret why why why why
there are just so many unanswered questions!!!!!
why do you do that what was so wrong with me why didn't you love me why didn't you help me why didn't you ask how i was why do you only care about what she thought why would you not tell were you ashamed.
why did you start to text me again do i get an explanation now why do you want me back after all this time why didn't you speak to me before did she dump you is that why you came back do you even know how much you hurt me why did you never say sorry why do you take so long to reply why is it killings me inside
why do i still love you i thought i was over you why can't i forget about you you won't you just let me move on why won't i move on why don't iu say no why do i still care why does everyone always go against me why does it always have to be a sercret why why why why
there are just so many unanswered questions!!!!!
the truth is you could slit my throat,
and with my one last grapsing breath
id apoligise for bleeding on your shirt
and with my one last grapsing breath
id apoligise for bleeding on your shirt
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JM: fuck you. I thought I knew you. I thought I meant something to you. I thought I was special (as stupid as that sounds....). I thought I was more than just another person to you. I thought you actually cared. I believed you wanted to become my friend. I believed that so much that I wrote you a fucking 3 page letter. A letter that said how much you meant to me. A letter that told you even more about myself. A letter that I pretty much poured my heart out into. And then you dont say a word about it. No text, no email, no phone call, nothing. You didnt even mention it when I talked to you TWICE today. You had two opportunites to say something, but you didnt. Even a mention of the note would have shown me that you cared. Now I know that it was just wishful thinking. Fuck you. I'm done with you. That chapter of my life is officially over. Fuck you!
~Megan
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"The impossible just takes a little longer."
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"That there, that's not me/I go where I please/I walk through walls/I float down the Liffey
I'm not here/This isn't happening"
- "How to Disappear Completely" Radiohead
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- HCJ (1/9/25- 2/26/08 )
"That there, that's not me/I go where I please/I walk through walls/I float down the Liffey
I'm not here/This isn't happening"
- "How to Disappear Completely" Radiohead
Place: Want to live and breathe/I want to be part of the human race
PBH: Back to the basics
im sorry for saying the wrong thing.im sorry for being an idiot.i dont know why in the hell it matters what you think.but for some reason it does.i wish i could do it better and let u know how much i care.but i cant its just not me
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- HiddenByLies
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can you ask me out already? you've told everyone that you are going to, but me. i'm actually confident about a relationship with you because i believe it could last.
she looks so happy to me and you
but inside her body are secrets and lies
they're all her own that she hides behind
her radiant mask her wonderful grace
but inside she's wondering why she's stuck in this place
but into her being she'll fall and remain
until someone frees her it's all just the same
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i'm sorry.
i'm trying. i know you don't understand at all. i know you think it's simple. but i know you're trying to change and be there for me.
and so am i. it's just, it's really fucking hard. and it's like one step forward, two steps back. every time.
i'm sorry to hurt you and waste your time.
_______________
everytime i'm thinking of you, it's like my heart just goes 'fwump'
why?
it shouldn't
i never thought i cared about you like that
i never did, did i?
i'm trying. i know you don't understand at all. i know you think it's simple. but i know you're trying to change and be there for me.
and so am i. it's just, it's really fucking hard. and it's like one step forward, two steps back. every time.
i'm sorry to hurt you and waste your time.
_______________
everytime i'm thinking of you, it's like my heart just goes 'fwump'
why?
it shouldn't
i never thought i cared about you like that
i never did, did i?
And excuses and excuses and excuses
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"We paint a picture of a scenario - and then we become afraid of it" - Andrea Fella
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help me... help me please...
/May
Never underestimate the power of silence...
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ever reached out for someones hand only to find it wasn't there?
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Never underestimate the power of silence...
micro-chipped mental cyber twins taking over NewZealand...
ever reached out for someones hand only to find it wasn't there?
My place of happy-scared-random-thoughts dealing with motherhood and anxiety, visitors welcome
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i'm NOT ok.
physically and emotionally i'm just not.
i'm sorry.
i never wanted things to end up this way.
maybe my expectations were just too high for reality.
physically and emotionally i'm just not.
i'm sorry.
i never wanted things to end up this way.
maybe my expectations were just too high for reality.
And excuses and excuses and excuses
Hold On To Yourself - Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds
"We paint a picture of a scenario - and then we become afraid of it" - Andrea Fella
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Language.
D, I really love being with you, but I don't know if I can say I love you and be 100% sure of it. I don't feel for you the same thing I felt for my ex, for example. It's not the same. I can imagine my life without you. I don't feel like you're the best thing I have and I'm not really excited when we meet. Maybe I'm just stronger than I was then (well, that's for sure) so I feel different; but frankly, I don't think I really love anyone like I used to feel strongly about some people in the past.
I hate it when you tell me that you miss me because I very rarely miss you. I feel like I'm misleading you because I don't feel as much as you do. It isn't just about feelings for you, I just don't FEEL as much as you do. I guess that's why it's like that.
We have a lot in common, and you're a great man. You're a thinker, and you know that's something I appreciate. But it's like we're only together because it fits right. You don't know lots of things about me. You don't know I used to cut. My ability to hide my calves is probably remarkable since you've never asked me about it. I don't think you'd appreciate it. I'm sure you'd not understand it and think I'm a psycho. You'd probably think less of me, because that's not the person you fell for; honestly, I have no idea how and why you fell for me anyway.
Maybe I shouldn't be in a relationship with anyone. Maybe we should just call ourselves "friends with benefits" or something of the sort, because it feels like we are very often.
T, you were right when you said that I don't care about you. Actually, to put it more accurately, I hate you. You're so thick and can never read signals, so you know what – no; I don't want to talk to you. Ever. You're a boring, shallow, self centred stupid little bitch, and I hate your guts. Don't ever call me again.
E, I just find it difficult to understand why you're complaining. You've chosen your way knowing it wouldn't lead you to your goal, when it's absolutely simple to reach it. You just waste your time and complain about how you waste your time. It's your fucking problem and I don't want to hear about it anymore. If you want get your degree in something else, maybe you should drop that stupid major already and start doing something that'd actually mean something.
Y, I don't know exactly what happened to you that's made you this damaged, but I don't see why you had to take it out on me. You're really fucked up and I think it's way too late for you.
Y, I really wanted to help you and told you things I've never told anyone, but you chose to be a bitch and treat me like crap. You really offended me when you did that.
D, I really love being with you, but I don't know if I can say I love you and be 100% sure of it. I don't feel for you the same thing I felt for my ex, for example. It's not the same. I can imagine my life without you. I don't feel like you're the best thing I have and I'm not really excited when we meet. Maybe I'm just stronger than I was then (well, that's for sure) so I feel different; but frankly, I don't think I really love anyone like I used to feel strongly about some people in the past.
I hate it when you tell me that you miss me because I very rarely miss you. I feel like I'm misleading you because I don't feel as much as you do. It isn't just about feelings for you, I just don't FEEL as much as you do. I guess that's why it's like that.
We have a lot in common, and you're a great man. You're a thinker, and you know that's something I appreciate. But it's like we're only together because it fits right. You don't know lots of things about me. You don't know I used to cut. My ability to hide my calves is probably remarkable since you've never asked me about it. I don't think you'd appreciate it. I'm sure you'd not understand it and think I'm a psycho. You'd probably think less of me, because that's not the person you fell for; honestly, I have no idea how and why you fell for me anyway.
Maybe I shouldn't be in a relationship with anyone. Maybe we should just call ourselves "friends with benefits" or something of the sort, because it feels like we are very often.
T, you were right when you said that I don't care about you. Actually, to put it more accurately, I hate you. You're so thick and can never read signals, so you know what – no; I don't want to talk to you. Ever. You're a boring, shallow, self centred stupid little bitch, and I hate your guts. Don't ever call me again.
E, I just find it difficult to understand why you're complaining. You've chosen your way knowing it wouldn't lead you to your goal, when it's absolutely simple to reach it. You just waste your time and complain about how you waste your time. It's your fucking problem and I don't want to hear about it anymore. If you want get your degree in something else, maybe you should drop that stupid major already and start doing something that'd actually mean something.
Y, I don't know exactly what happened to you that's made you this damaged, but I don't see why you had to take it out on me. You're really fucked up and I think it's way too late for you.
Y, I really wanted to help you and told you things I've never told anyone, but you chose to be a bitch and treat me like crap. You really offended me when you did that.
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Mom:
help me...
help me...
/May
Never underestimate the power of silence...
micro-chipped mental cyber twins taking over NewZealand...
ever reached out for someones hand only to find it wasn't there?
My place of happy-scared-random-thoughts dealing with motherhood and anxiety, visitors welcome
Never underestimate the power of silence...
micro-chipped mental cyber twins taking over NewZealand...
ever reached out for someones hand only to find it wasn't there?
My place of happy-scared-random-thoughts dealing with motherhood and anxiety, visitors welcome
"Urg, Don't anger me ... Life could be worse"
I think this is directed at me. In fact, I am almost 100% sure it is.
I'm sorry that I turned to you with something that was hard for me. I'm sorry I treated you like a friend who might wanna know what was going on.
The fact that you have reacted in this way shows me how little you know me now. We used to know each other inside out and back to front, and now you can't even see how badly I am falling apart. How everyday it gets so much harder to keep going.
I can't tell whether that's because I've got better at convincing people that I'm okay, or whether it's because you don't want to see what's there. Or whether you simply don't care.
I don't think you care in the slightest. You, and apparently everyone else who used to care.
I can't remember if it felt like this two years ago. I can't remember that I ever felt this bad. I can't remember feeling this alone. This abandoned by my friends. I cant remember ever feeling this abandoned by you.
You were the one who was there. Just, the steady person at my side. I understood you, you understood me. We would need breaks from each other at the same time, down to the day. We would just know when the other person wasn't doing well.
What changed? I feel like it's you. Sometimes I look at you and I don't recognise you. I watch you and listen to you and I think 'where's the caring, compassionate person I know you are gone?' But maybe it's me that's changed.
Maybe how I feel has changed me, and forced you away. Maybe.
So yes...I'm sorry for turning to you. I'm sorry for expecting you to care.
I'm sorry for trying to be friends with you the only way I know how.
I won't try again.
I think this is directed at me. In fact, I am almost 100% sure it is.
I'm sorry that I turned to you with something that was hard for me. I'm sorry I treated you like a friend who might wanna know what was going on.
The fact that you have reacted in this way shows me how little you know me now. We used to know each other inside out and back to front, and now you can't even see how badly I am falling apart. How everyday it gets so much harder to keep going.
I can't tell whether that's because I've got better at convincing people that I'm okay, or whether it's because you don't want to see what's there. Or whether you simply don't care.
I don't think you care in the slightest. You, and apparently everyone else who used to care.
I can't remember if it felt like this two years ago. I can't remember that I ever felt this bad. I can't remember feeling this alone. This abandoned by my friends. I cant remember ever feeling this abandoned by you.
You were the one who was there. Just, the steady person at my side. I understood you, you understood me. We would need breaks from each other at the same time, down to the day. We would just know when the other person wasn't doing well.
What changed? I feel like it's you. Sometimes I look at you and I don't recognise you. I watch you and listen to you and I think 'where's the caring, compassionate person I know you are gone?' But maybe it's me that's changed.
Maybe how I feel has changed me, and forced you away. Maybe.
So yes...I'm sorry for turning to you. I'm sorry for expecting you to care.
I'm sorry for trying to be friends with you the only way I know how.
I won't try again.
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Mom: Stop fucking going on about me graduating. I'm not. I'm not graduating and I don't want to graduate. And I'm more messed up than you know. I'm not as okay as I seem.
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Forever Satan of RW
Married to Reine, nicki, han & klove
WDS, snowangel, kicks, figment & Chey (plus kitties) belong to me!
Stef is my twin
Klove's partner....(in crime! Get your mind outta the gutter already!)
:.*.:NO HUGS:.*.:
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