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moo-moobitch
6 months ago

I have every conversation of ours engrained in my mind, but I can't quite figure out where we went wrong.

Is it wrong for me to miss you when I never truly had you?

I hate that it had to be you, you in all your courteous guy glory

But if anyone could make me realise how unfit I am to love, I'm glad it was you

In a wretched way, the pain was an epiphany and it was time I stopped pretending I meant anything to you.

You say the distance was too much for you, did you mean the one between us or our hearts?

I longed to feel the warmth of love tugging at my heartstrings, but now I fear they're too taut too feel anything but strain.

When I gave you an out, I never did expect you to take it, never thought you'd want to. But I suppose I was never enough to make you stay, never enough to make you change your mind.

How do I move on?

How do i move on when all my soul yearns for is you yet it has never truly known you?

How do i rid myself of the remnants of your existence, remnants i hold close to the essence of my being yet am entirely repulsed by?

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shitpost writing vent post literature chaotic academia spilled thoughts fuck him romanticism shit writing to vent out myself cause i suck at communicating with other
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moo-moobitch
1 year ago

the memories i have of us in me are fond yet full of woe, soft yet full of spite, gentle yet full of your harsh love. i sometimes think you don't know me and other times you know me better than I know myself. why were we the two sides of a coin yet couldn't stand each other. our relationship in ruins because of our tempers getting the worst of us. i guess then, I will never quite figure out why I will always love you yet never truly hate you after all you've done to me. woah that got emotional real quick

Let Me Tell You A Story. It Goes Like This: My Father Is The Worst Man Alive, And I Am His Favourite
Let Me Tell You A Story. It Goes Like This: My Father Is The Worst Man Alive, And I Am His Favourite
Let Me Tell You A Story. It Goes Like This: My Father Is The Worst Man Alive, And I Am His Favourite
Let Me Tell You A Story. It Goes Like This: My Father Is The Worst Man Alive, And I Am His Favourite
Let Me Tell You A Story. It Goes Like This: My Father Is The Worst Man Alive, And I Am His Favourite
Let Me Tell You A Story. It Goes Like This: My Father Is The Worst Man Alive, And I Am His Favourite
Let Me Tell You A Story. It Goes Like This: My Father Is The Worst Man Alive, And I Am His Favourite
Let Me Tell You A Story. It Goes Like This: My Father Is The Worst Man Alive, And I Am His Favourite
Let Me Tell You A Story. It Goes Like This: My Father Is The Worst Man Alive, And I Am His Favourite
Let Me Tell You A Story. It Goes Like This: My Father Is The Worst Man Alive, And I Am His Favourite
Let Me Tell You A Story. It Goes Like This: My Father Is The Worst Man Alive, And I Am His Favourite
Let Me Tell You A Story. It Goes Like This: My Father Is The Worst Man Alive, And I Am His Favourite
Let Me Tell You A Story. It Goes Like This: My Father Is The Worst Man Alive, And I Am His Favourite

Let me tell you a story. It goes like this: my father is the worst man alive, and i am his favourite daughter

— on fathers, mirrors, and unwanted inheritances.

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i should probably stop spilled ink idek at this point shit writing to vent out myself cause i suck at communicating with other welp it is what it is to be clear. i love my father. that doesn't mean i can't hate him thank you to my dad for that
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