We used to be best buddies but look at us now, we are stranger with unforgettable memories. You are now starting a new life with new people but me, myself and I still struggling with the pain you gave:) the love you gave, the things you gave, how much i’ve suffered because of you I'll count it as memorable moments I was with you❤️ We shared things tgt. We enjoyed a day tgt but at the end it’s only stupid me who’s waiting for you to comeback even though I know you’ll never comeback, I'm still praying for you from the darkest place you couldn’t see. You were my enchanté 💟
Hey So….., how are u doing? I still miss you, miss how we talk, how you sing to me at night, how you asked me about everything. I just want to hit you up again. Shall you give me a chance? I know this message seem so toxic but I really miss you…
I’ve been questioning my life lately and I try freaking hard to become the best version of myself everyday. Living away from home without having my parents by my side is something I’ve never done before and I admit that my life has changed so much since the day I left home. I’m constantly teary knowing how much they worry about me. They are the ONLY reason why I keep going and still living this freaking life. If it weren’t for them, my existence wouldn’t have existed until now. I admit that I appreciate where I am now. I truly am! But at some points, I feel like the life I’m living is currently draining me day by day. I cannot see the purpose of life and it stressed me out whenever I think of the word ‘future’. It’s so dark and I cannot see anything. My anxiety keeps telling me the worst scenarios because I know that I cannot be the one everyone expects me to be. I might look normal but deep down inside I’m just a sad soul. No one knows how hard it is for me to survive each day. Having anxiety and insecurities about everything. Being a professional overthinker who worry even at a little thing and always wake up tired from a vivid dream… I don’t want to live like this but it’s not like I have a choice. The more I grow up, the more I start questioning my life and wondering why I live like this. I’m turning 19 next month and my only wish is that I can survive til I’m 20… -J
it hurts im still fighting for every chance left even though i know you’d end up still pushing me away. every time i’d try and hold conversations, knowing both of us still love each other, it always ended with you saying “how are u going to move on? i want u to move on, find someone better.” Can’t you see that all I’ve ever wanted was you? I don’t want to find anyone better than you but you’re making it so damn hard, love.
I want to apologize for my mistake. I was wrong my dear that I asked for a break up. I was short-tempered and didn't think wisely. As for now I miss you so bad, think about you every night. I miss your face that I used to see. I miss your hair I used to touch. I miss our memories that we'd done together. I miss this feeling when I have someone by my side. someone who truly love me. I feel so guilty and lonely. It's ashamed to ask for a second chance. I wish you all the best of luck and maybe meet someone who could treat you better. Im sorry :((
តើនេះជាកម្មមែនទេ? មានអ្នកតាមស្រឡាញ់តែមិនព្រមស្នេហ៍ ខ្លួនវិញតាមគេដូចឆ្កែ តែគេទុកដូចសំរាម 🤡
I miss you a lot more than I realized. things keep happening and I always find myself wishing I could tell you about them.
Day by day, I started to know where I stand in everyone’s life. I’m that friend who is there when they need something. I’m that daughter who is responsible for every big and little things inside and outside the household. I’m that granddaughter who is just a female. I’m that sister who doesn’t deserve the respect. I’m that niece who got compared with the cousins’ parents and got hated by my own cousins. I’m that girlfriend who loves too much and also being a little too much that sometimes it suffocates him. Every eyes and words that look and say to me, make me feel small worthless. Whenever i try to explain what happen and both me, I got shouted back, not listening to me, first they comfort and still act the same. It’s hard coming home everyday and get the cold look from everyone and no one in the house actually talking to you. I have to repeat myself over 3 times to get the answer or someone attention. The only time I get someone to care enough for my well-being or existence is when I commit suicide.
Hey there, Just wanna leave a message here. Well, it’s something that is bittersweet. You’re a beautiful flower and I love to see you grow. Azami,