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Women attract, they don’t chase. Why don’t men realize that a woman has many choices but she chose you so why don’t you treat her well? Why you treat her good only at the start? And then after some time she change you got all mad? Weren’t you the one who made her become like that if you treat her like how you first got her would she change?

Feeling bottled up?

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A bad friend

This is not a story but it is a apology letter to my friend. I am sorry for being a bad friend. I am sorry that for these past days, I’ve been ignoring you. It is not your fault but it is mine. The reason is because I am mad of myself. I am mad because I am such a horrible friend for getting jealous of you. I envy everything about you; however, this envy turns into jealousy. Your studies are going very great, you got a real job and you manage to make lots of friend. While me on the other hand, my studies is going down, I don’t even have a real job and I barely make any friends. You are such a great friend to me. I am very happy seeing you on your way to your success, but I couldn’t help to compare your success with my failure. I sincerely apologize to you my friend. It was wrong of me to get jealous. I won’t ask you for your forgiveness. Please continue on your great journey to success my dear friend.

I hate u!

You make me go to heaven and down to hell in just a split second, now i have to hate u, that’s what my brain told me but my heart already fall for u! I’ll take my heart back . From me ur strangers with secret!

Should I confess?

I have been friends with this guy for a few months now, but I only recognized him for about 2-3 weeks. I think I am developing feelings for him. The main thing is that he is very active and caring, so with all of his kindness, I tend to think that I am special, despite that, he does that to literally everyone. Should I risk everything and ask him to go on a date or something? I know that he will definitely friendzone me because I joined the "GANG" now.

I’m dying inside

Generally, I’m a happy person. I laugh a lot, I smile a lot. My friends called me “យាយប្រិមប្រិយ”. It's hard to see me without a smile on my face. Everyone thinks that I don't have any problems in my life, since I always laugh and smiling in every pictures that we captured. Deep down I’m slowly dying day by day. I literally cannot find any form of joy in my life. I feel like I can't show my real feelings; I feel like I have to keep smiling and i feels really guilty if I tell them about that because it’ll ruin their day. I’m jealous to those who brave enough to talk about it especially admit that they’ve suicidal thoughts. Smiling and laughing has become a reflex for me and it’s easier for me rather than tell them what’s going on. I no longer “ME” for a long time ago but nobody noticed it. I feel like someone is clawing away at me on the inside. I feel so empty. I don't know what to do.

Kherng jit xD

When he likes u but not the like enough to make u his gf 🥴

i want to back to my ex.

I can’t deny anymore that I still love him although we broke up for 8 years already, but he’s still the one. Anyway I don’t have gut to tell him how my feel is since we’re now became friends and I don’t want this friendship broken again! But I want him back is there anything that I should give him the hint that I still into him with all these years?

From s1 u used to loved 💖

Take good care of ur self, I love you in silence. #o

Metaphysical idea of Freedom

I have been living on a fence between being normal, socially constructed, like most of everyone else, and being true to my cognitive self. To set up the premise, I am currently working as a software developer. I've been coding just so I know how to make games but that is still easier said than done. Being torn between work for my family and walking for my own can sometimes be discouraging. Is it lunacy to chase a near impossible spectrum of goals given where we are living? and leave behind our own flesh and blood even though just for a brief period of time compared to the whole life span in which we humans can live? The idea of knowing your own value is so vaguely destructive due to never being taught before how to measure that aspect of our own internal value, which spawn ignorance and esteem issues. "Pick the one you love", they said. The idealistic entity in which all of my hopes and expectations combined has nothing more but shattered due to the chaotic nature of nature itself. I fear the unknown, the dread of not knowing what to come next. The dread of nothing matters. I can only work towards it but how it ends will frighten me nonetheless.