if you’re mad at me please just tell me what i did wrong instead of ignoring me
Play with my boobs not my feelings
I keep waiting for things to get better and they aren’t… It hasn’t been a few days, or weeks, or months - it has been years and I’m just so close to giving up, but I can’t and that makes everything feel much worst. Like I’m in a dark room and every problem I have is getting bigger - the walls are closing in on me and I can’t breathe, but they never fully reach me - they are paralysing me from getting up, from leaving my problems behind and every time I feel like I’ve reached the door I just run straight into a smaller room.
In the last few months I have felt happy, content, hopeful but I have also felt depressed, scared and alone.
Even when I’m with people - it’s not the same, I can laugh/smile have a good time, but my thoughts just take over and I can feel myself become smaller and insignificant…
I’m hurting constantly and the only person who helps make things feel OK I’m absolutely petrified of losing. Which also hurts because I want to keep what I have, but I’m also falling for him more and more and he doesn’t want me.
I’m used to people not wanting me - loving me back.
But this person is an ex from 6 years ago and I don’t know if he doesn’t want me just because we dated/broke up before or if I’m just not good enough.
I didn’t mean to fall this hard, and I’m scared to talk to him about it because we’ve talked about it before, but if 6 years ago is the problem we can work past it. The problems we had then aren’t problems now, 6 years ago I was under the impression that relationships should be natural if you had to fight too hard they weren’t working.
But now, I know that the best things are worth fighting for and I believe we are worth another shot and I won’t ever stop fighting for things that matter to me. And he matters so fucking much.
But maybe, there are other reasons, maybe I’m just a filler until someone better comes along, maybe he doesn’t want my emotional fucked up baggage - and who can blame him.
Even my friends are ditching me, I feel like I have no close friends anymore. No one I can turn to in my time of need and ask them to just talk me down out of my self harming state.
It’s hard being alone, and terrified of your past, present and future mistakes and worries.
Mum wants me to go on anti-depressants, I don’t really want to - but I can’t keep fighting alone anymore, I am not strong. I am weak…
I am broken…
I feel like I may have repeated a few things from other posts here, but I just had to get some things off my mind.
I am deeply saddened by the news of Paul Walkers death, and the fact that so many people are incredibly disrespectful to Paul, his family, friends and fans who are upset over his passing is disgusting.
Just because you do not know a person personally, doesn’t mean you do not care about them. Especially after a tragic event.
May Paul rest in peace, and may certain people learn some respect!
#PaulWalker #RIP #PWTeam
they call my vagina leona lewis cause it keeps bleedin’
welcome to new zealand
where not only gays have equal rights, so do sheep
equality for all
oh my god new zealand
how can people enjoy lesbian porn when the actresses have nails like
my pussy just screamed
not just followers, everyone.
I’m here if any of you need to talk<3Same, always here for whoever needs it
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