feeling lately

I miss you a lot more than I realized. things keep happening and I always find myself wishing I could tell you about them.

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2025-08-14

What is wrong with me ?

It might sound stupid, but there is something i been dealing with for awhile now. Its been 2 years since i last in relationship with someone. As a man, of course i want to get into a new relationship. but, i find it hard for me to date another woman even after 2 years of my last relationship. It's not like i miss my ex but, i just don't know how to love anyone anymore. How do i descript this ? - felt like u run out of love to give to anyone and all i have left is "Sorry , I don't mind being a friend with you !" #πŸ”₯🐼

2025-08-14

Nobody heard from me for months

I’ve been isolating myself from everyone for awhile now. I avoid meeting ppl, I don’t pick up calls or reply any chat from anyone, I put my phone on airplane mode everyday. To those who knows me, will know how normal it is for me to disappear every now and then. But this time I took a long break, I don’t know if ppl around me will be patient enough to deal with this break. I have this one habit of disappearing when things get tough and refuse to ask for help from anyone or showing my vulnerability to ppl. Things get tough lately to the point that everything become overwhelming to me, I can’t complete any task, I can’t even take care of myself. I used to be an achiever, a person who dream big and thrive for everything in life, want to do this and that, but things often take the wrong turn, then I failed from time to time, which leads me to choose on a plan B (which I’m not very fond of). Time goes by, I feel like I’m shifting further away from my dream, I’m forcing myself to do the thing that I don’t want to do, I feel like everything I do is just for the sake of existing, I don’t feel like I have a life anymore. Sometimes I just wish I have the power to erase myself from ppl memories, I just want them to forget about me so that I can end my life peacefully. I don’t want to carry remembrance, remorse, or sorrow to my after life. But that’s physically impossible. Sometimes I wonder what if I move away as far as possible, disconnecting from ppl until one day they forget who I was and start working on myself again until I’m in a good state and come back like nothing happened, will they still accept me? Will that make everything better? I feel bad yet grateful for those who often trying to help or checking up on me once in a while when they notice I’m not okay, I just want to say sorry for ignoring u but thanks for ur patience. It might look like I’m disregard ur empathy, but I just wanted u to know that I appreciate that a lot, even though I don’t say it and I value ur time, effort and everything. Just for the quick update for those who asking me β€˜How’s thing? How’s life?’, not so good, but I’m thriving and doing my best to get by. Just for now, I need a break, a long big break from everything. I can’t continue at a stage like this. I’ve been building bad performance at school, at work and every task that I attempted to do. Therefore, I quit school, quit work, avoid any social social interaction at all cost. There’s just me and me atm. No I don’t have plan or know what to do next anymore. I’m just working on my inner me. Hoping I’ll be okay again very soon. So pls be patient with me, don’t give up on me just yet, I’ll be back…

2025-08-14

Always be you

I never regret choosing you so please don’t worry about me leaving you. I hope you know and realize your worth cause you’ll always be my first choice.

2025-08-14

Love and hatred?

Don't hate someone because they don't love you or leave you. Let's clear all the hatred, and replay all the moment that you are laughing, smile and loved. You need to know and understand yourself, Do you want her smile or her tear? Do you want her to be happy without you or it need to be you?

2025-08-14

αž–αŸαž›αžœαŸαž›αžΆ

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2025-08-14

May be I actually like you

Your action is confusing me for some point, I’m fluttering but at the same times I wonder that’s how you act around others as well. You’re an introvert the same as I am. You’re simple but yet the coolest person I’ve ever met. I literally never had loved experience before so it’s really hard for me just to know how I feel, and it’s much harder to know yours. I like you so much dear <8 I really wish we are reciprocated but I’m too dumb in this kind of things.

2025-08-14

Indescribable feeling about someone πŸ’• (cute concept) πŸ’•βœ¨πŸ€£

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2025-08-14

Hi

How are you?