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This happens way to often, but no one sees it, no one notices, no one cares.
“The fact that you don’t love me, doesn’t really hurt me. I will love you, even if it’s unrequited. What hurts me is that you would choose her. That you had the capacity to love someone, and instead of giving it to someone that loved you fully, you gave it to someone who doesn’t care. It doesn’t hurt that you don’t love me, It hurts that you love her.”
— things I’ve always wanted to tell you #7
You stopped saying goodnight and i stopped sleeping.
Do you ever have those moments when you just stand somewhere and bawl your eyes out in the most horrifying way for like a minute and then suck it all up and pretend everything is good for the next hour?
“That girl will never shut up. She’ll always have so much to say and when she says it she’ll probably stutter more than she should. She’ll get teased a lot for it too. That girl’s laugh will never quiet down. It’s loud and fills the whole room. She always hated that. Her anxiety will creep up in her body and will eat her inside out. Her depression will make her crawl under covers and make her a child again. She’s not trusted with sugar cause it’s then that that child in her comes out postivley. That girl is passionate and once you get her started on something she loves she won’t stop. That girl is a pain in the ass. But that girl loves so hard. She’s stupid and naive and idiotic but she loves with every fiber in her being. She lets it consume her and suddenly its like she’ll see the best in every flaw you have. She’ll stare at you and it’ll take everything in her not to kiss you. Cause to her you’re a fucking masterpiece. That girl loves so hard that a fire burns deep within her. The only bad thing is is that that fire burns so hard itll overcome her if you dont feel that way. It’ll overcome her until the beautiful stupid, naive, idiotic girl is nothing but ashes and embers on the floor. So i beg of you, please give that girl a chance.”
— unrequited love pt. 1
“Do I mind texting first? No, I will show that I care about you. Do I mind texting first for weeks and basically talk to myself for a whole conversation? Yeah, I kinda do. So forgive me if I’m done trying.”
— you had your chances
I think it really sucks when you realise how alone you are because you only really talk to 1 maybe 2 people and when neither of them are available you kind of just lay there in bed hoping your phone will buzz with a text from them or something so you continuously check it and you try to distract yourself and then you get sad about how alone you really are