Your name
Why can’t I hate the one who hurt and broke my heart into pieces? I can’t even erase your name from my head. I am fu*king hurt when I hear your name. Stupid me hoping to start over again with you.
Even the title is “ Our Story “ but you have no idea about it. I wrote it my own , you are the main lead who, the main actress which is me fell in love with every piece of mine whereas you don’t know you are the main lead who the main actress adore so much. No matter how cold or heartless you’ve been to her. You mean a lot to her and for you , we just mean to meet. I was a barely page in your book but you filled every space in mine. This is the end of the story that never start but here I am still admiring you from far apart.
Why can’t I hate the one who hurt and broke my heart into pieces? I can’t even erase your name from my head. I am fu*king hurt when I hear your name. Stupid me hoping to start over again with you.
I think You’re the one for someone else. It’s crazy to say but you feel the same and I can tell
This is my true story which I haven't told anyone beside one person... Let start from 2011, when I was 13 years old. I met a girl in my Chinese class, she was 2 years younger than me, she was a energetic, outgoing and have cheerful spirit. Our first met start by arguing with each other about her friend's table space (we were just kids XD). Then I start falling for her. However, I was overage mature, I started thinking that we both are too young, and we wont go far even if we start. Then I start suppressing my own feeling and start to feel dead inside and I became cold and speak less and less. 3 years later, we graduated from the Chinese school (Grade 9th). During the year, I also feel that she is also into me but I still think that we both were too young (at that time, I even imagined we both falling for each other and start a family, silly me XD) and slowly, I was pushing her away while I were hurting my own feeling. I planned to confess 2 years later if we both make it to the final graduated, but she dropped out and I were still hopelessly falling for her. I didn't let thing stop there, I started stalking on the social media but never have the courage to talk to her and slowly we became stranger. During the years, she started to falling into relationships and broke up over and over again, I saw her got her heart broken and it broke mine as well. How can you bear to see the person you fell in love with getting hurt again and again. Through that experience, she started to change, she started using bad words, drinking, going to club.etc. and she became a completely different person I once knew. I don't blame her for that, anyone would fall to that after got in to multiple toxic relationships. During that time, I used to told this story to my female friend and she promised me to keep it as secret and she did. That female friend also have a feeling for me but got rejected. How can you love other person when you got one deep down in the bottom of your heart. I know it hurts you alot, but please forgive me. I apologized from the bottom of my heart. I wish you met someone who would love you as much as a human heart can do. I dont want to intrude you with my story. Sorry again. Back to the story, at the time I'm writing all this, she is in her latest relationship and I wish her all the best, I hope this relationship will lead to marriage. I wish you would live a happy life. You don't deserve pain. I apologized for not being there when you suffered from all the pain you encountered. You have changed from the person I once knew to a completely different person. but my love for you won't change. Because of all that I can't fall in love easily, I start to fear the terms love. I shall put an end to this pathetic story, may be I should free myself from you and start to fall in love again (it wont the same as last time) but I will give my all in my next relationship, I wont let the person I love suffer the way we did. From the person who crushed you for 11 years... Have a good life.
called mom and told her I‘ve been struggling with my mental health And she called me weak
ជាក្មេងដែលប្ដូរពីខេត្តមកនៅទីក្រុង។ តម្រូវឲ្យត្រូវមកផ្ញើរខ្លួននៅផ្ទះគេ ផ្ទះញាតិ "ផ្ទះម្ដាយមីង ដែលខ្ញុំហៅថា កូវ"។ "ផ្ទះគេ" ពាក្យតែ 2 ម៉ាត់ទេ តែបង្កប់ដោយរឿងឈឺចាប់ តូចចិត្តវេទនាក្នុងនឹងពិបាកបងស្រាយ។ រស់នៅក្រោមជម្រកគេមិនងាយស្រួលទេ បងប្អូនឯងក៏ដោយ រស់ដោយមើលទឹកមុខគេ រស់ដោយការព្យាយាមធ្វើគ្រប់យ៉ាងដើម្បីផ្គាប់ចិត្តគេ រស់ដោយត្រូវគេសង្កេតមើលគ្រប់សកម្មភាព ទាំងដើរ ទាំងឈរ ព្រោះគេក្លាចយើងនាំចង្រៃចូលផ្ទះគេ។ គេព្យាយាម control ខ្ញុំ សូម្បីតែលុយដែលខ្ញុំប្រឹងរកដោយកម្លាំងញើសឈាមខ្ញុំ ខ្ញុំប្រឹងរកស៊ីផង រៀនផង ធ្វើការផង គ្រាន់តែទិញសម្ភារៈដើម្បីផ្គាប់ចិត្តខ្លួនឯងក៏ត្រូវគេជេរ គេថាខ្ញុំខ្ជះខ្ជាយ គេថាខ្ញុំស្រីកញ្ជើរធ្លុះ គេថាខ្ញុំហក់លោទធ្វើចរិកកូនអ្នកមាន គេចង់ control ការចាយវាយខ្ញុំ😅 នៅច្រើនទៀត ច្រើននិយាយអត់អស់។ តែមានតែអ្នកធ្លាប់ នឹង កំពង់នៅផ្ទះគេ ដូចខ្ញុំទេ ដែលយល់ថាវាវេទនាពិនណា😄
It’s been awhile since I last saw this page updated. I just wanna said thank you to admin for creating this page. This page is literally my comfort zone reading anonymous message and I learn a lot from it. I hope this page will be active again soon but if admin page needs sometime to relax from this page it’s okay I just hope you enjoy your time and be happy.
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Your good morning text, your sweet talk, your arms, your chest, your lips, your hair, your everything is my favorite. I love it when you call me babe. I love it when you call me just to rant about how your mom treats you. I love it when you tell me how your day was. I love it when you text me saying I love you. I love it when you hug me. I love it when you kiss me. I love everything that you do. I love how you switch your drinks or food with me because I didn't like what I ordered. The ice cream place we went to. The drinks we ordered. The future we talked about. The random things we sent to each other. The dark humor you used to tell me. The dad jokes you told me. The heavy metal music you listen to before you sleep. Every little thing of yours is my favorite. I miss everything about you, but you hurted me, so bad. It felt so good somehow.