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I’ve been looking through some blogs today and I’ve found some people who I feel like just need someone to talk to or someone to listen to them. I may be wrong in my assumptions, and I know that some people would rather be left alone or think that it’s none of my business, but…

If you wonderful people, my followers, have any questions, complaints, achievement that may be regarding your day, how things have been recently, or just want to have a conversation with me, feel free to message me in my ask box!

If it makes you feel more secure about telling a complete stranger about your struggles and achievements, just know that I’ve given advice many times to not only my friends (who are my age, 16-17), but I’ve also been able to help out those younger and older than me. I belong to a youth group outside of school where I’ve been able to do this a lot, and when I graduate, I do also plan on studying psychology. I am truly interested in understanding others and giving aid to them. I WILL try my best to help you out! I really want to have the opportunity make anyone’s day better, if I just could.

Boyfriends, relationships, break-ups, friendships, family, achievements, personal struggles, OR WHATEVER IT MAY BE that you’re concerned about, please don’t be afraid to voice out what you think. Blow off some steam by talking to a friend or anyone who will listen to you. It’s good for you.


So what are you waiting for? I WILL be wearing my heart out on my sleeve for you. I WILL listen to you. I promise. (:

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break up

Why do we always fall in love with the wrong person?

To me you are like gravity. Whenever I‘m flying too high, you‘re pulling me back onto the ground. And whenever I‘m away for too long you pull me back in.

Out of focus - eye to eye - until the gravity‘s too much.

I hadn’t realized how many feelings I had left for you until I finally took the step to end things.

And wished you would start fighting for me so badly.

How to kick somebody out when you love them with every fibre in your body?

Even though they hurt you.

When you left, the worst thing wasn’t the cold in my bed. Neither the heat in my heart that you burned down.

When you left, the worst thing wasn’t the need to hear your voice or to talk to you about what’s going on.

When you left, the worst thing wasn’t crying myself to sleep. Neither the screaming in the middle of the night when I realized you wouldn’t come back.

When you left, the worst thing was losing me. You made it look so easy to leave me. Like I was nothing. Like everything you ever told me was a lie. Like you didn’t need me at all. Like nobody could ever need or love me.

And I think that broke me.

I feel so stupid for never getting over you.

So here’s to you still crossing my mind.

Here’s to us talking again.

Here’s to you and your little twisted games.

Here’s to me and all my hidden feelings.

Here’s to us being more honest than we’ve ever been.

Here’s to you still hurting me.

Here’s to me still letting things happen.

And here’s to him, not knowing what’s going through my mind but trusting me.

Here’s to us - you, me and him.

I can’t believe we‘re back as friends again. I mean, it‘s just the internet right? We didn’t speak. But weren’t you saying something by sending me that request?

I always thought we would never have a connection again. I thought that you had your life and I had mine. Both living like the other one didn’t exist. Like things never happened.

But suddenly you decided to change your mind. And it‘s like I‘ve been going back in time. I can’t stop thinking. It‘s such a stupid thing.

I can’t stop thinking. Wondering. Wondering what made you act the way you do? What are you up to? What am I supposed to do? And finally… what am I going to do?

I think I‘m out of my mind again.

And I keep on rereading our old messages. I keep on reminiscing about our little moments together. I remember the clothes you wore on our first date. I remember you dancing around my room just to make me laugh. I remember us walking underneath the stars. But I don’t remember your voice. I don’t remember the way your laughing sounded. I don’t remember the real you. The you, you’ve been when we were together. I just remember my memories.

And they are pretty but they aren’t the truth.

Nobody said it was easy.

Take me back to the start.

It’s not the person that we remember the most. It’s the feeling we’ve had - the positive and the negative- that we remember the most.

Because feelings are what makes a person special.

You long for letting him go. You long for getting him back. You want love. You are so afraid of loving again. You miss him. You love him. You hate him. You can’t get him back. You think so much about him.

You are stuck in the middle - can’t let go, can’t stay any longer.

You have to make a step forward. You want to make a step backwards. You are lost. You found yourself.

You are stuck in the middle - can’t let go, can’t stay any longer.

That‘s when you know you‘re fucked up.

The worst thing about wanting someone back is that you don’t really want this person back but the imagination you have of them. Humans tend to think more positive about things afterwards than they actually were. And it’s the same for me when it comes to you. I don’t want you back for who you were but for who I thought you were - who I wanted you to be. I want that imagination back in my life. But the truth is it never ever really existed and so when we want someone back it’s actually not possible to ever reach that. Even if we got the person we’re longing for back, it wouldn’t be the person we really wanted. Because human’s minds are twisted and we love to get caught up in fantasie.

You are my favorite fantasy of all time.

Do you miss me?

I Have Questions - Camilla Cabello

I hate that after all I still think of you. You don’t leave my mind for one single day but to you I’m nothing more than a little bit of your history - probably not even worth talking about. I can’t control my mind to get rid of you. You’re everywhere and I can’t change it for some reasons.

I just want to be free.

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