Missing
I miss you damn much and you know that but the saddest part is we don't try to end this by making an effort to see each other or even try to send a DM.
Am i crazy ?
Missing someone is when you can't stop thinking about them. Their voice, their smile, their face. It's when you feel like you're half of a whole. But missing from someone is different. And I'm missing for you .Or, to put it better, you're missing from me. Because you owned my heart , or most part [..more..]
Care to fall in love
Do you ?
not sure
I'm just not sure if love is in the cards for me. I have a child with someone but that didn't work out and I just can't seem to find the time to find someone new. Working two jobs doesn't help with the time and I am not even sure how to go about finding [..more..]
do you agree/relate?
I don't know, I just honestly don't . Everyone I've ever loved has left me. Everyone I ever cared for, has left. Why am I so unlovable ? Like, it really does suck. Cause I want to fall in love, meet a guy , regardless of his age and so on and genuinely fall in [..more..]
Attachment
I just spent 16hrs with my ex over the past 24hrs. And I miss him so much. I don't like saying goodbye to him.
My big phat crush
So there’s this guy I like – and he is basically godly. His voice is like butter, he’s the most handsome guy for miles, he’s hard working, he’s intelligent and he’s kind. I only began to like him recently because I’d never really payed attention to, well anyone before (I was distracted by some medical [..more..]
Asexuality and love
I'm asexual, biromantic. Does this mean I am horrified by every living being who enjoys having sex? No. Does this mean I don't feel anything romance wise and I'm destined,or would rather prefer to be alone forever? Also no. I want to love. I want to love someone who I can make smile every day. [..more..]
Withdrawl
Im hurtingggggggggg, I literally am insane. I do this every single time and again and again and my brain is colliding against my skull because of the short stop and go's. I catch myself in the mirror, slumped, red, and I hit ignore on the phone. It's not you, who cares. I can't deal with [..more..]
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I've seen her talking about him over and over again. Yeah, she does like him. But…since when I started to fancy you? I don't know the answer, but I do fancy you. Even I thought I was over it, but…maybe I'm not.