#no one cares
I got trust issues because people got lying issues.
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I hide behind a smile because when I do frown no-one cares
I really don’t know why I keep hoping things will get better.
This is exactly what made me feel sad today.
I realized my best friend and I are not talking / seeing other like we used to. I used to know everything about her and she used to know everything about me. We used to spend all our time together. I used to go at her house every weekend. She used to come to my house every day. We used to call each other during hours. Whenever I had something to say, I knew I could tell her. I knew I could count on her, day and night.
But now, she’s never available to see me. Now, whenever I call her, she never answers. Now, whenever I text her, it always seems like she’s busy.She’s barely replying to me. She basically just answers “yes” , “no”, “ok” , “idk”, or “nothing new”, while I’m trying so hard to make a conversation. I swear, I’m really trying to preserve our friendshipbutshe is not.
I remember the time i didn’t need to do that. We didn’t need to make effort. We didn’t need to “try”. We were just friends. We didn’t need that shit.
But today, I learnt she was engaged with her boyfriend for MONTHS. Months and she hasn’t told me anything! And she wouldn’t have, if I hadn’t texted her and asked her multiple questions…
I used to be her best friend. Her best friend. Our friendship meant so much to me and now it’s just fading away and there’s nothing I can do to stop that. It’s already happening. We used to share everything in this world. We used to be like sisters. And it changed. And it made me feel so sad.
And it made me feel so lonely.
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The days are dark and my dreams haunt me. Will this darkness ever go away or will it stay forever in my troubled mind
Santana Burke
There are wounds that never show on the body that are deeper and more hurtful than anything that bleeds.
Mariah B.
Do people realize they don’t have to go to pride? Like, there is absolutely no legal obligation for you to go to pride. If the thought of seeing a leather man or someone in a harness or a pup makes makes you so uncomfortable you want to weep, just don’t go. If you don’t think you’ll feel safe there, don’t go. Stay the fuck home. It’s okay to not go to pride. Doesn’t matter if you have sensory issues or trauma or whatever, it’s your fucking decision, dude. Stop arguing with people on the internet and think “hmm, maybe I shouldn’t go to a pride parade, maybe that is a situation I can’t handle” and then avoid it like a sane, rational, and mature adult.
Pride is loud. It’s often crowded. There are many, many, people there doing their own thing. You cannot control them. You cannot predict how they will act. If this bothers you, don’t go. I’m autistic. There are certain environments I cannot enter and instead of saying they need to shut down the club or turn the lights on, I just don’t go.
I will eat less than you do in a day. Just to show you that you don’t care about my well being as much as I do yours. A simple are you hungry or what have you eaten today, shows just how much a person cares when you’re skin and bones.
