A clown 🀑

(This is like a note to myself) There’s a quote said don’t expect the happiness from where u lost it and they’re right. No matter how much u still love someone or feel like u want to give someone another chance just because u feel bad about it, just don’t do it. It’s not worth it. If there’s moment when u feel like u should go back, just remember how much u have strived, how much u have tried to moved on from all the trauma, how hard u have tried just to get urself back up again. I have come so far just to get over all the trauma that he gave me, now that I gave him a chance, he flipped on me and now I have to go through the same process all over again. It’s hurting and it’s embarrassing at the same time. He making me feel like a clown, but thanks for the lesson.

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I hope to see you again (admin edition)

I’ve missed you a lot. We were young back then. Soon after breaking up with you, I realize your appearance was so special in my life. I couldn’t let you know that I’ve missed you a lot, and I couldn’t admitted any mistake that I was wrong for whatever reason it was. I regret that I avoided and didn’t listen to one last conversation with you. Since then, I get to be aware of what I should have done better and what I shouldn’t do, so I’ve been careful with my approach, and for numerous people I’ve met,I still cannot forget the moment with you. I didn’t realize it soon enough. I thought as time passes I will move on. But, it has been 2 years now, and I often wish you were there every night. We were young back then. I was impatient. Stubborn. Ego. Incommunicable. I regret it, and even so, this would not be able to make up for my faults. I hope you are happy, achieve your wishes, and meet someone who deserve you. Someone who deserve your beautiful smile, and soft sweet voice. I hope to see you again and glad on how you achieve your dream.

2025-08-14

No Reason to Hold

Let's me explain it into an easy example: How heavy a glass of water? 12oz? 15oz? 300g? The absolute weigh of the glass doesn't matter... it depend on how long you hold on to it. If you hold for a minute, nothing happens. If you hold for an hour, your arm will begin to ache. If you hold it ALL DAY LONG, your arm will feel NUMB and PARALYZED. Well, the weigh of the glass hasn't changed, but the longer you hold on to it, the HEAVIER it becomes. The STRESSES and the WORRIES of my life are like this glass of water... First, I thinking about them for a little while there's no problem. If I keep think about it for a little bit longer... it BEGINS to hurt! Then I think about them ALL DAY LONG and I've feel PARALYZED incapable of doing anything! It's because I believed in it, that why I came this far. I'm trying, I'm trying, until I have tried~ SO, I decided to PUT THE GLASS DOWN. \U0001F951

2025-08-14

Want to get away

It’s 1am now. But my parents still fighting

2025-08-14

Online Crush

I crush on someone who I met in online app. At first he add friend to me. In

2025-08-14

Curiosity

Can u share some opinions related to arranged marriage between third cousins? In our culture, it’s considered as okay? I think? But u know how the world has changed, so do you think it’s fine?

2025-08-14

No-label relationship

Do you really love me or you are just lonely? How long are we going to stuck here? Being more than friends but less than relationship? have you ever think of wanting to commit to this relationship? How about y'all? have you been in the situation? What did you do? Did it end in a good or bad way? How long should I wait more? Should i end it now?