When you get cheated on by a long term partner, your whole world crashes around you. You lose not just the person you thought you’d spend the rest of your life with, but your self worth, self esteem and the life you thought you had. Since December I’ve been overcoming severe emotional stress due to this very situation, leaving a city I moved to for him, leaving all of my possessions behind and packing only clothes to get my sorry ass back home. The only thing keeping me sane and within reality is knowing there’s this kick ass community I’m in on tumblr. I don’t have much artistic skill, creativity or photoshop skill but what I do have gets appreciated, that I can spend hours working on a shitty photo but there will always be at least one person that’ll stop scrolling and be like ‘hey, cool work.’ When life hits you with the fucking antichrist of a curve ball, don’t let it get to you. Keep up your hobbies and strive to show any motherfucker that hurt you that your world doesn’t need them in it. Sims doesn’t seem like much to people who aren’t in the community, but I’m sure we can all agree that this lil spot we have on tumblr has helped a lot of us through rough times.
“when he left me… i slipped into dresses that were shorter and hugged me tighter than he did. i called him completely sober and blamed the alcohol that wasnt running through my veins. i wrote his name over and over and called it poetry. i dressed in black at weddings. i slept in strangers beds and scream at love. look youre not the only one who can destroy me. i can destroy myself too.”
“I don’t belong here. I belong on the hill where you see all the lights glitter and the stars shine above, ever glimmering without failing to be seen. On the hill surrounded by busy traffic that never stops and people trying to leave their life behind. I belong there. Take me home.”
“I’ve come here with a view to asking you… to marriage me. I know I seems an insane person because I hardly knows you but sometimes things are so transparency, they don’t need evidential proof. And I will inhabit here, or you can inhabit with me in England.
Of course I don’t expecting you to be as foolish as me, and of course I prediction you say no… but It’s Christmas and I just wanted to… check.”
I tried for a long time…but you can only hold on for so long. And we both knew this was coming. We knew that things like this don’t last. So please find it in yourself to leave the past in the past- so that the next time I see you, we can talk about how happy we have finally become.
Timing is irrelevant when two people are meant for each other. It’s what I once believed.
But we met during a time when I was such a mess, when I still had so much to figure out. How could I have known how crucial every word, every action was or how losing you would be something I would always regret?
If only you could have met me now, how different it would be. How much I have changed. How I have grown. I learned so much from all the mistakes I made with you. I just wish I had made them with someone else.