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Faking your care toward someone is the cruelest thing you can do.

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2025-08-14

๐Ÿงฉ

I find it funny considering that I always understood your needs but you never tried to understand mine. How does asking about something I wanted to know make me toxic? your words hurt me so much to the point I feel numbed already. Everyday I just feel like this piece of puzzle you just used to complete your needs. If you love according to your mood, then donโ€™t. I deserve better.

2025-08-14

Hope someday we will meet again

It has been 2 years and 6 months since we broke up, but I still miss those days That, hours of chatting, Fighting over little things , Late night talks , Sharing secrets , Weird dreams , Being possessive , Attitudes , Waiting for your texts, Watching our pics and texts over and over , Smiling for no reason , Trusting you blindly , Your hugs and kisses , Your innocent wishesโ€ฆ And now it's just having Blank inbox , Hours of loneliness , Unshared emotions , Late night thinking, Heartbreaking secrets ,Shattered dreams, Deleted memories ,Broken trust, Devious heartaches I donโ€™t know why I Am still waiting for you , still hope someday we will meet each other again .

2025-08-14

๐Ÿฅ‘

Sometimes, happiness is only a cloak to hide one sorrow.

2025-08-14

Slowly, you started pushing me away.

You know what happens to the person who you are pushing away? Theyโ€™re starting to question themselves, their worth and feels so insignificant and powerless. I, myself questioned myself โ€œ am I not good enough โ€œ. You know how much it hurts when I tried my best to stood by you while youโ€™re pushing me away? Is it fun to doing so?ย I wanted to feel needed again. I wanted you to want me like you had before.ย I wanted you to lean on me, but that was the impossible task for you. Despite feeling so distant from you, I was there every time you needed to talk. We went from telling each other anything and everything to complete strangers. I feel like I donโ€™t even know you anymore.ย I'd been pushed so deeply that there was no coming back. We went from the funny, the goofy texts to nothing at all. Iโ€™ll never stop caring. But if you decide to push me away, Iโ€™ll stay away. You pushed me too far, too fast and I couldnโ€™t keep chasing after you.

2025-08-14

Trade-off

This is a story of a unpopular boy who barely made any friend amount his classmates. One girl noticed him for being himself. Destiny brought them together then the boy have to leave the girl for 6months.However, the girl was still waiting for his return and carrying on their relationship. Good things won't last long, the time had passed by the boy's career had started to get busier and busier that's why he barely made time for his love's one. Because he wanted to achieve his goal by getting promotion so he could have more time for her. Then the boy had finally achieved his goal yet his relationship had already ridded apart. At the end he was able to achieve his dream but not his love. He had more time but had no one to spend with.......... someone who always supported and motivated him to catch his dream was gone. So that is an opportunity cost between trading off your heart and your dream : )

2025-08-14

Heartbreak is a karma (Admin edition)

Yeah well admin is also using this page because stuff be that messed up sometimes. Religiously speaking, you do good, you get good. You do bad, you get bad. And that's karma. I'm not that religious myself but some theories do stay. When I do good, I don't expect anything back. But when I know I did something bad, I always expected that it will happen back to me one day. Right now, I don't know, I feel empty, I feel heartbrokened. Yeah allowing myself to feel those things, I put myself at fault, only I am to blame. But like the title says: Heartbreak's a karma. I'm not pretty, I dont have much admirers in high school so I'm not used to people liking me. So when I encounter someone who does, I used to just accept their love and learn to love them afterwards because I guess that is what happens when you are desperate. But now I dont do that anymore, I meet so much people nowadays so high school was a small world, a small sea with a few fish. I raised my standards, I told myself to only get in a relationship if i genuinely get attached when we were talking, I need to like someone before getting into a relationship. I wont ever get into a relationship and then learn to like them afterwards, never again. Unexpectedly I found that someone. I raised my standards and I raised my guards but in the end I still caught feelings alone. Again, I'm not pretty. But people confessed, people tried flirting. They were good people, they put in so much efforts yet I already liked someone else so rejection was the only way out; I tried ignoring the texts, replied the texts after a long time, and with all these indirect rejections, sometimes I still had to come down to a direct one where I said no. Being rejected hurts, I know it hurts because I've been through it too so I dont like rejecting people; I dont want to hurt you because I know what it's like to be hurt. So please, dont fall for me, dont try to love me, dont like me more than a friend. Every heartbreak, every sorrow Im feeling, I blame myself, I blame myself because i did that to you too, and the pain found its way back. Besides of the guilt of rejecting people, I'm hard to love, I'm incapable of being happy, there are so much more people out there who deserve your love, your efforts, but not me. Furthermore, when I like someone, I do it with all my heart and that's not something that is easy to pull out from so you're probably too late regarding the speed of how fast I fall for someone. My life, my emotions, how I function are so messed up like that. I wouldn't want you to be messed up trying to adapt with me.

2025-08-14

The peace I hadnโ€™t found

แž แŸแžแžปแžขแžธแž”แŸ‰แžถแž“แžทแž„แž˜แŸ‰แžถแž€แŸ‹แž‚แžทแžแžแžถแžšแžฟแž„แžšแž”แžŸแŸ‹แž–แžฝแž€แž‚แžถแžแŸ‹แž“แžนแž„แž˜แžทแž“แž”แŸ‰แŸ‡แž–แžถแž›แŸ‹แžŠแž›แŸ‹แž€แžผแž“แŸ— แž“แŸ…แž–แŸแž›แž€แžผแž“แžแŸ’แžšแžผแžœแž‚แŸแž„แž™แŸ†แžŠแŸ„แž™แžŸแžถแžšแžšแžฟแž„แžšแŸ‰แžถแžœแž‘แžถแŸ†แž„แžขแžŸแŸ‹แž“แŸ„แŸ‡ แžŠแŸ„แž™แžšแžถแž›แŸ‹แž‡แž˜แŸ’แž›แŸ„แŸ‡แžŸแž˜แŸ’แž›แžถแž”แŸ‹แž‘แžนแž€แž…แžทแžแŸ’แžแžšแž”แžŸแŸ‹แž€แžผแž“แžŠแŸ‚แž›แž…แž„แŸ‹แžšแžŸแŸ‹แž“แŸ…แžŸแŸ’แž„แžถแžแŸ‹แžŸแŸ’แž„แŸ€แž˜ แž‘แŸ„แŸ‡แž‚แŸ’แž˜แžถแž“แž€แŸ’แžแžธแžŸแžปแžแž–แžทแžแž”แŸ’แžšแžถแž€แžŠแž€แŸแž˜แžทแž“แž…แžถแŸ†แž”แžถแž…แŸ‹แžฎแž€แžถแžšแžŸแŸ’แžšแŸ‚แž€แž‘แŸ…แžœแžทแž‰แž‘แŸ…แž˜แž€โ€ฆแž€แžผแž“แž“แŸ…แž€แžŽแŸ’แžแžถแž›แž–แžทแž”แžถแž€แžŸแž˜แŸ’แžšแŸแž…แž…แžทแžแŸ’แžแžŽแžถแžŸแŸ‹ แž€แžผแž“แž–แžทแžแž‡แžถแžขแžแŸ‹แžŠแžนแž„แž‚แŸ’แžšแž”แŸ‹แž‡แŸ’แžšแžปแž„แž“แŸƒแžšแžฟแž„แž“แžธแž˜แžฝแž™แŸ—แž‘แŸโ€ฆแž€แžผแž“แž“แŸ…แžแžถแž„แžŽแžถ แžŸแžผแž˜แž€แžปแŸ†แž”แž“แŸ’แž‘แŸ„แžŸแž€แžผแž“.. แž€แžผแž“แž˜แžถแž“แžขแžถแžšแž˜แŸ’แž˜แžŽแŸแžแžถแž แžแŸ‹แžŽแžถแžŸแŸ‹ แžšแž„แžŸแž˜แŸ’แž–แžถแž’แžŽแžถแžŸแŸ‹ แž…แž„แŸ‹แž“แŸ…แžŸแŸ’แž„แž”แŸ‹แžŸแŸ’แž„แŸ€แž˜แŸ” แž”แŸ‰แžถแž˜แŸ‰แžถแž€แŸ‹ แž“แžทแž„แž‚แŸ’แžšแž”แŸ‹แž‚แŸ’แž“แžถแž”แŸ’แžšแžถแž”แŸ‹แž€แžผแž“แž€แžปแŸ†แžขแŸ„แž™แž‚แžทแž แžแŸ‚แž“แŸ…แž‡แžถแž˜แžฝแž™แž‚แŸ’แž“แžถแž€แŸ’แžšแŸ„แž˜แžŠแŸ†แž”แžผแž›แž•แŸ’แž‘แŸ‡แžแŸ‚แž˜แžฝแž™ แž‡แžฝแž”แž”แŸ’แžšแž‘แŸ‡แžฎแž•แŸ’แž‘แžถแž›แŸ‹แžแŸ’แž›แžถแŸ†แž„แŸ— แžขแŸ„แž™แž€แžผแž“แž’แŸ’แžœแžพแž˜แžทแž“แžƒแžพแž‰ แž˜แžทแž“แžฎแž™แŸ‰แžถแž„แžŠแžผแž…แž˜แŸ’แžแŸแž…โ€ฆBut Iโ€™m always grateful and thankful for everything. Tried to not think about it for days, weeks and years. Yet Iโ€™ve come to stressed myself to the point I lose interest in things I find interesting and enthusiastic for years. The longing for peace, and happiness continues but diminishes in chances too.

2025-08-14

Santa

Dear Santa Last last lastโ€ฆ..years you grant someone wish, and we get to be together. I ainโ€™t want you to grant me to s.o else. I have had enough watching that person walks away, fall with s.o new. If you can hear my wish, please let us collide once again.