So apparently, I still miss you.

Its been a few years, and I apparently still miss you.

i miss the safe feeling u gave me.

The one constantly talking about and comparing themselves to a previous ex is a different type of delusional. Doesnt constantly having to reassure yourself that you’re valid by bringing other women down not get tiring? How low does your self esteem have to be?

You weren't the one I was supposed to fall in love with but that's the thing about love. You don't know when or how or why it's going to happen. I don't know what this is. It's probably just delusional thoughts in my head that I need to get over, I can think about things too much. When I was having a conversation with someone else about the exact same thing, they asked me if I was crazy but I didn't know how to answer. Sometimes you just have to calm your feelings down whether they're good or bad. When they knew it wasn't just them, it hit home so hard but I swallow what I can't say. Maybe you were just meant to pass through, but...now that I met you I don't like that thought. Too bad, though. If we got everything we wanted in life there would still be something to be upset about eventually. Also, when you make choices you make choices and that's it.


The three possibilities are a) you did feel something and it still exists. This doesn't matter anyway because choices. b) you hate me even though I never did anything to you to upset you but I've judged people before I knew everything about them. The same scenario of having a friend that has another friend that you don't really talk to and then if they fall out it's like oh, ok well that person must've been a bad person anyways c) you don't think of me. It wasn't a lot of time we spent together and it went from we live in the same place together to we went separate ways and I feel like the universe puts you in places you need to be.

But when I look to the sky, I think of you.


You weren't the one I was supposed to fall in love with but that's the thing about love. You don't know when or how or why it's going to happen. I don't know what this is. It's probably just delusional thoughts in my head that I need to get over, I can think about things too much. When I was having a conversation with someone else about the exact same thing, they asked me if I was crazy but I didn't know how to answer. Sometimes you just have to calm your feelings down whether they're good or bad. When they knew it wasn't just them, it hit home so hard but I swallow what I can't say. Maybe you were just meant to pass through, but...now that I met you I don't like that thought. Too bad, though. If we got everything we wanted in life there would still be something to be upset about eventually. Also, when you make choices you make choices and that's it.


The three possibilities are a) you did feel something and it still exists. This doesn't matter anyway because choices. b) you hate me even though I never did anything to you to upset you but I've judged people before I knew everything about them. The same scenario of having a friend that has another friend that you don't really talk to and then if they fall out it's like oh, ok well that person must've been a bad person anyways c) you don't think of me. It wasn't a lot of time we spent together and it went from we live in the same place together to we went separate ways and I feel like the universe puts you in places you need to be.

But when I look to the sky, I think of you.


Avery, you're really sick in the head. Stop lying and touching me and my girl inappropriately. It's NOT ok.

Serious talk here. How much heartbreak can one's heart handle? I say in general. Involves family, neighbors, community, college/uni, work, crushes and casual things up to established relationships.



I ask this because I feel like mine won't make past this sorrow and I'm considering taking my life.

u tell me one thing but your eyes tell me another. u kept trying to tell me your feelings, tell me about that one thing that kept u from ever opening up again. but all u could do was laugh. but it was a painful laugh. a painful laugh trying to cover up the hurt of 24 years. a laugh so filled with hurt i felt it in my chest.

None of it is real or ever happened sadly.

im sorry I pushed you to the side

I’m sorry you saw me with guys not good enough for me

whilst you sit alone

silently screaming with your eyes

hello? can’t you see?

you should be with me