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Well I pretty much lost her
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“I thought you of all people would be different.” “This was supposed to be a fun day. You always ruin everything.” “Our flight’s been cancelled… there goes our holiday.” “I’m not angry. I’m disappointed.” “I know you didn’t do it on purpose, but that doesn’t mean I can’t be disappointed.” “I can’t believe this. You always turn everything into such a disaster!” “I’m not disappointed in you, I’m disappointed in the situation…” “I can’t believe this is happening. Can nothing ever go right?!” “I’m so sorry to let you down. I know you were looking forward to this.” “You always let me down. You’re so unreliable.” “I’d expected a lot more from you.” “Stop being so selfish! You’re ruining everything for everyone.” “You’re such a disappointment to the family.” “I’m sorry to be such a disappointment. I know you expected more of me.” “That movie was so disappointing.” “Why is everything in life actually so disappointing? You get yourself excited every time, only to be let down, time and time again.” “You’re not disappointing! Just… surprising.” “I thought you cared about me. Someone who cares about someone else doesn’t let them down like you just did.” “You could’ve tried harder!” ”I’m not going to lie… I am disappointed.” “No no! You’re great, but the sex was just really disappointing.” “Honestly, you’re the biggest disappointment of my life.” “You weren’t there for me when I needed you. Why do you expect me to be here for you now you need me?” “I had higher expectations of this.” “I had higher expectations of you.”
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Hell my one and only told me not to beg for attention with all the stuff I say about myself. I don't say those because I want attention. I swear. I say those because I feel like I am disgusting. But... I tried not to say those when I'm around her, but hell she sees if I have problems. Why can't she understand I cannot love myself? Not even like myself. I fell into random depression and random self-hatred. That's exactly what she said. Why? Why? Why? Why? W h y ? I'm crying hell a lot, but she didn't even say too harmful things. Actually she just said the truth. Why am I begging for attention?
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Well I thought I annoy the hell out of this boy, so I stopped texting him. After a couple of months he texted me. We're talking again. I'm so happy.
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Today I realized how good is my life
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Oh no! // Marina and the diamonds
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Inner me: you should say if you have problems Me: *has problems* Friend: is anything wrong? Me: nah I'm fine Inner me: *facepalm*
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Our piano is in the basement, and when I was younger I hated to go down there alone (by the way I still don't like to). That was the age when I couldn't even stand being in the house alone. But now I'm older and I like being in the house alone, but I don't like to go down there. By the way I don't take piano lessons anymore. But I found this song 'River flows in you' and I love it and I wanted to learn it. So I printed the sheets and went down to my piano. I started practising the song and everything just went on, nothing really happened. I was happy. My parents came home and I just practised in peace. That was yesterday. Today morning I went down to my piano and started playing. However I didn't close the door because my father waited for some books which he expected to come today (they did, I paid for them yeey), and you know I must hear when the bell rings. So anyway I didn't close the door, but strange noises kept on coming from the stairs. Hell I was scared. But I kept on playing, saying to myself 'it's okay, there's nothing there'. When I'm playing the piano, the door is next to me in the right, and I've got the whole room behind me, so a lot of space with a lot of stuff, including a paper ghost which we use at halloweens. After a minute or two I stood up to close the door as fast as I can, because I was afraid to see somebody or something at the stairs. I closed the door, and sat back again. After another ten or fifteen minutes, I heard something from behind my back. I immediately stopped playing and I turned around. Of course there wasn't anybody or anything. I am just stupid of course. But I couldn't bring myself to turn back to the piano. I was staring at the room in total silence. And then. Then. I made eyecontact with the paper ghost. I was staring at it. And it slowly started to turn. IT STARTED TO TURN AROUND. FOR GOD'S SAKE IT STARTED TO TURN AROUND BY ITSELF. Of course I ran upstairs as soon as it started moving. Hell I was scared. I am, even now. Please somebody send a virtual hug or I don't know, I'm still alone in the house. I guess I'm just going to have lunch or I don't know. Ah... Paper ghosts are out of control these days.
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There’s a moment. The moment when a person is almost crying, but she’s not really doing it. Her eyes are red, and everyone can see the tears in them, but she’s not crying. Her lips are like cherry, and so soft-looking. Her cheeks are rosy and fluffy. But she’s not crying yet. It’s the moment when she’s on the verge of crying. And it’s the moment when she looks so beautiful, so gorgeous I want to take a photo of her and hang the picture above my bed.
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Accuratest meme i’ve ever seen to be honest…. XD
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I hate it when I'm having fun and suddenly I feel like crying.
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Everybody says I haven’t got any mental issues, I’m just an attention seeker bitch trying to get some pity. Everybody, even the voice in my head.
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English is not my first language, but I use it all the time. But after I started to learn German, I started to mess up sentences. Not a big deal, aber it confuses meine teacher.
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So I was staring at the ceiling when suddenly my eyes started to burn. And at that moment I knew. I knew, ‘it’ happened. Again. I forgot to blink.
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You know, I don't really like my handwriting. But this little dude is my new love. How decent and dapper is he? I'm going to call him Stephen.
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