As if what I've ever done never enough for anyone

It's 12 a.m., I'm staring at the lamp right above my bed, trying to think of a reason why i never receive back the same effort i put on anyone. I've been in a relationship many times, and never in one of these have i ever feel like I'm receiving love from my significant other. I'm either abandoned, ghosted, or being taking for granted. There are lots of things in my chest that i just want to scream it all out right now, but i couldn't. I really wish my current relationship would last, but it seems like I'm being ignore more and more from one day to another. I'm really tired, I just don't understand why you treated me this way after I've give you everything I can. To my gf, I really hope you're not the "good boy ain't fun" type of girl, because I'm almost fed up right now. So done that one day i would walk away and never wish to ever see you again. Please, be good to me. I deserved to love too.

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If cutting me off helps your life in any way, I support ✌🏻

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2025-08-14

A Message for Admin

Dear Admin, Hey, admin! I don’t think you have to post this one, since this is only for you. I just want to say welcome back! I don’t know what you’ve been up, or you’ve been busy, but it’s nice to have this page active again, I’ve been waiting for your posts for a long time, and I’m not saying that I like people have trouble or what, it’s just that, your page is the clean and aesthetic one, special one. Anyway, these are what I want to say. Let us know if you’re going to have a break, don’t get your fan or follow confessors worried again. With love, From your fan

2025-08-14

to the moon

I know you're here. I am sorry about what I have done to you and I hope you will find yourself in the future. I am sorry I hurt you and I am aware that the actions I have done to you were beyond unforgivable. I was too caught up being in my own element forgetting there was another person who wanted to be by my side too. I am sorry a million times and there is no other way for you to be happier than just letting you go and find someone else. I am sorry once again. I hope all the pieces that have fallen apart will come together once the right person appears in front of you. the person who wants to be with you 24/7. the person who genuinely loves you for who you are, and most importantly, the person who won't make you question your self-worth because you are more than enough. I am sorry I could not be that person for you. I wish things worked between us too 'cause there's nothing I wouldn't do to make you stay, but I guess it wasn't supposed to work out that way. You can get through this, I believe in you. I'm sorry again and again. (question for the admins, will u post if someone submits a confession of them barking?)

2025-08-14

reassurance from u…maybe?

Hey, I don’t care about the distance and sht. I can wait, I’m willing to wait, be faithful and commit to this relationship. Checking up on u everyday, support u through hard time, leave u space when u need, be the most understanding gf. I don’t even mind being a convo starter all the fcking time, fast replier even tho u left me on delivered for half a day or even ghost me out of nowhere for quite a few days, b’cuz I understand that u’re busy. I don’t even mind that u’re not interested about what’s happening at my side or how’s my day going, having u reply to my text is all I ask for. But if this keeps going for a few more months and I see no more effort from u, I might just assumed that u grew out of this relationship but is afraid to ask for a break… idk what should I feel about this relationship…

2025-08-14

β€œChill”

No matter what kind of questions I’m bringing up it will only lead to one thing. On how you wanna be with yourself. You can’t tell someone to stop thinking and be chill with you. You make me feel like I’m asking a lot from you, while I only want 1hour to 2 hour of your 24 hour divided into any given time of the day, to do little things that make someone you care about feel a little special. It’s that kind of thing you gave up which means a lot to her. The time that you decided to spare to make her happy, does it make you a little happy to see her happy?

2025-08-14

αžŸαž„αŸ’αžŸαžΆαžšαž€αŸ’αž“αž»αž„αž…αž·αžαŸ’αž

αžšαžΆαž›αŸ‹αž‘αž„αŸ’αžœαžΎαž”αž„αž’αŸ’αžœαžΎαž‚αŸ’αžšαž”αŸ‹αž™αŸ‰αžΆαž„αž€αŸ’αž“αž„αž“αžΆαž˜αžαŸ’αžšαžΉαž˜αž‡αžΆαž”αŸ’αž’αžΌαž“αžšαž”αžŸαŸ‹αž”αž„ αž€αŸ†αžŠαžšαž”αž„αž–αŸ’αžšαŸ„αŸ‡αž–αŸαž›αž“αŸαŸ‡αž”αž„αž“αŸ…αž†αŸ’αž„αžΆαž™αž–αžΈαžŸαž„αŸ’αžŸαžΆαžšαž”αž„ αž€αŸαž˜αž·αž“αžŠαŸ‚αž›αž˜αžΆαž“αž”αŸ†αžŽαž„αž”αŸ†αž”αŸ‚αž€αž”αŸ†αž”αžΆαž€αŸ‹αž”αž„αž–αžΈαž‚αŸ αž˜αžΆαž“αžαŸ’αžšαžΉαž˜αžαŸ‚αž…αž·αžαŸ’αžαžŸαŸ’αžšαž›αžΆαž‰αŸ‹αž”αž„αžαŸ‚αž˜αŸ’αžαžΆαž„ αž’αžšαž‚αž»αžŽαžŠαŸ‚αž›αž˜αž·αž“αž—αŸ’αž›αŸαž…αžαŸ’αž„αŸƒαžαž½αž”αž€αŸ†αžŽαžΎαžαžšαž”αžŸαŸ‹αž”αŸ’αž’αžΌαž“αž˜αŸ’αž“αžΆαž€αŸ‹αž“αŸαŸ‡ αž’αžšαž‚αž»αžŽαž‡αžΆαž˜αž“αž»αžŸαŸ’αžŸαž‘αžΈαž˜αž½αž™αžŠαŸ‚αž›αž‡αžΌαž“αž–αžšαž”αŸ’αž’αžΌαž“ αž’αžšαž‚αž»αžŽαžŠαŸ‚αž›αž”αž„αž…αŸ†αžŽαžΆαž™αž–αŸαž›αžœαŸαž›αžΆαž‡αžΆαž˜αž½αž™αž”αŸ’αž’αžΌαž“αžαžΆαž˜αž–αžΆαž€αŸ’αž™αžŸαž“αŸ’αž™αžΆαžšαž”αžŸαŸ‹αž”αž„ αž“αŸ…αžαŸ‚αž‡αžΆαž€αŸ’αž˜αŸαž„αžαžΌαž…αž˜αŸ’αž“αžΆαž€αŸ‹αžšαž”αžŸαŸ‹αž”αž„ αž”αž„αžŸαž˜αŸ’αžŠαŸ‚αž„αžšαžΊαž˜αž·αž“αžŸαž˜αŸ’αžŠαŸ‚αž„αž”αŸ’αž’αžΌαž“αž˜αž·αž“αžŠαžΉαž„αž‘αŸ αžαŸ‚αžšαžΆαž›αŸ‹αž‘αž„αŸ’αžœαžΎαžŠαŸ‚αž›αž”αž„αž’αŸ’αžœαžΎαž–αŸαž›αž“αŸ…αž€αŸ’αž”αŸ‚αžšαž‚αŸ’αž“αžΆ αž”αŸ’αž’αžΌαž“αž–αž·αžαž‡αžΆαž˜αžΆαž“αžŸαŸαž…αž€αŸ’αžŠαžΈαžŸαž»αžαžŽαžΆαžŸαŸ‹ αž”αŸ’αž’αžΌαž“αžŠαžΉαž„αž…αŸ’αž”αžΆαžŸαŸ‹αžαžΆαž–αŸ’αžšαŸ†αžŠαŸ‚αž“αžšαž”αžŸαŸ‹αž”αŸ’αž’αžΌαž“αž“αŸ…αžαŸ’αžšαž„αŸ‹αžŽαžΆ αž”αŸ’αž’αžΌαž“αžŸαž»αŸ†αž‘αž»αž€αž”αž„αž“αŸ…αž€αŸ’αž“αž»αž„αž…αž·αžαŸ’αžαž”αŸ’αž’αžΌαž“αž”αž“αŸ’αžŠαž‘αŸ€αžαž…αž»αŸ‡ αž”αž„αž“αŸ…αžαŸ‚αž‡αžΆαž˜αž“αž»αžŸαŸ’αžŸαž˜αŸ’αž“αžΆαž€αŸ‹αžŠαŸ‚αž›αž”αŸ’αž’αžΌαž“αžˆαŸ„αž„αž˜αž·αž“αžŠαž›αŸ‹ αžαŸ‚αž”αŸ’αž’αžΌαž“αž“αŸ…αžαŸ‚αž”αŸ’αžšαžΆαžαŸ’αž“αžΆαž αžΎαž™αžŸαŸ’αžšαž›αžΆαž‰αŸ‹αž”αž„αžŠαžΌαž…αžŠαžΎαž˜ αž€αŸ’αžŠαžΈαžŸαž»αžαžšαž”αžŸαŸ‹αž”αž„αž‡αžΆαž€αŸ’αžŠαžΈαžŸαž»αžαžšαž”αžŸαŸ‹αž”αŸ’αž’αžΌαž“αž˜αŸ’αž“αžΆαž€αŸ‹αž“αŸαŸ‡αžŠαžΌαž…αž‚αŸ’αž“αžΆαŸ” αž–αžΈαž€αŸ’αž˜αŸαž„αžαžΌαž…αžšαž”αžŸαŸ‹αž”αž„αžŠαŸ‚αž›αžαŸ‚αž„αžαŸ‚αžŸαŸ’αžšαž›αžΆαž‰αŸ‹αž”αž„β­οΈβœŒοΈ

2025-08-14

Someone you used to love

I know we started from stranger and now we also ended up as a stranger again. But before we ended up, you said you love me so much, you said I am a precious thing you have ever had, and look at us now you’re happy with someone new and you broke me into pieces. I used my pure intention yet you used your feeling to play with my pure heart:/ I am just not good to talk it out, but this time I feel dead inside, You made me think all guys are bad just like you. First you did goo to me, after I fell for you, you started breaking me. And now I just hope you will be doing alright after I’m gone, and also hope I will forget you as fast as I could:/

2025-08-14

To PetPet

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