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Unloveable

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“Because when you said, let’s still be friends, I was stupid enough to think it was genuine.”

— Excerpt from a Book I’ll Never Write

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call me selfish but i’m so sick of not having anything for myself. everything i’ve ever had or loved there’s always something better for them, i’m so tired of being second place to everyone and i’m telling you right now no one gives a fuck about me as much as i do them and it’s so exhausting. i can’t have ONE thing to myself. i can’t rely on one person for my go to, to be my everything. i give so much and don’t get anything in return except emptiness whether it’s materialistic or a person and i’m so sick of it. i can’t have one person be fucking steady for me, i have people i know won’t ever switch up but the thing is they have someone for them, they have a next best thing. i don’t that’s why i hate getting attached because i get so fucking scared about people leaving and i just want someone to stay for everything.

call me selfish

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“seeing you with her, is the most heartbreaking thing ever… that could have been me, but like everything else in my life, i messed it up”

— why do i do this to myself

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“Your numbness is something perhaps you cannot help. It is what the world has done to you. But your coldness. That is what you do to the world.”

— Lorrie Moore

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your song is stuck in my

head, but I can't remember

the lyrics, we've been driving

apart the division of breaths

that only point south & though

I'll stay awake to dream of

you, if the wind blew too

hard, I would scatter into

pieces -

teach me how to stay

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The flaw in having empathy is how hypersensitive you are to your emotions. It’s profound when you meet someone who seems to come to you with understanding. Naturally, you are drawn to people who are damaged or who embody someone of genuine character. Yet experience has taught you how abrupt relations and communications can be severed. Be that as it may, you can’t help but feel hopeful and willing to confide in this similar soul. They will expose their wounds to you and you won’t judge them for it. They will tell you secrets and make you feel special. You’ll begin to dream of being even closer to them. You’ll even go out of your way out of the true passion in your heart to find ways to make them smile. To simply grow a deeper connection. But the sad part is how sudden it can all end. And it seriously makes you question what is wrong with yourself. Your mind unravels as your heart falls apart. And you look back at everything ever said and it reveals to you how words can be so empty. Because if you were so special in their eyes then how could they just vanish. Or be so oblivious to the damage of being spurned with silence. This just further reinforces your caution and doubt in ever trying to reach out to anyone else. It’s like your stuck in this neverending cycle of attachment and pain. And it just makes you completely depressed and cynical when you think about it.