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kennstdudiewahrheit · 2 years
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Ich glaube, ich bin nicht gemacht, für diese Welt..
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daisyducklover2021 · 2 months
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Donald's Roadster had Broken down
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livinginpool · 2 months
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NOT FW w klopp leaving
like srlsy
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sadghostgirl14 · 9 months
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birdieleafs · 2 years
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It's honestly heart breaking being ignored.
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lucky-chaos · 1 year
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In another life I bet you and I would've worked
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the-hurt-soul · 1 year
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I might not be able to get over you, but I sure as hell can show you that you made the wrong choice.
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lesbischhh · 2 years
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guys
Gays
Go watch A League of Their Own on prime video, get a free trial idc. I haven’t felt this attached to a queer show in so long. it is such a beautifully written and executed show. the amount of times I rewinded certain moments to watch it again, i’ve actually laughed out loud, not just puffing air out of my nose and thinking that was funny. It is so beautiful and just, the representation. Women, just being so unabashedly themselves while struggling with the hardships of being woman, queer, black and wanting to play a mans sport in 1950’s america. Just, do yourselves a favor and watch it
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anonyme-angst · 2 years
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Wenn ich jemanden tröste sage ich ständig es gibt auf und abs. Wenn du diese Phase durchgestanden hast wird es wieder besser. Du wirst wieder normal Leben und es wird alles wieder gut.
Doch manchmal glaube ich mir meine Worte selber nicht. Ich stecke nun schon so lange in einem Tief. Einem Down. Doch über mein Down reden ich kaum. Es ändert sich nichts. Ich stecke hier nun schon so lange.
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myheartwrites · 10 months
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I am a human too.
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relatablyrelatable · 10 months
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~THE END~
I don't know why.... I can't bear the pain you gave me by leaving me ....you know now and then i always had a fear of losing you...losing a person with whom I imagined everything with....and yes that fear over powered....and YOU LEFT ME All ALONE..... I know at that point things were messed up.. but we could have sorted that out but No, you were least bothered about it....The pain of being alone in the land of many ,the story that I once narrated to you, is calling me back ...to that old dark room where it's me nd only mee!!
WHERE I HAVE NO ONE WHOM I CAN CALL MINE... IDKY I MISS YOU.. I MISS THE LOVE YOU GAVE ME.. THE CARE AND THE FEELING OF YOU BEING MINE AND OFC EACH AND EVERY MOMENT SPENT WITH YOU, I MISS EVERYTHING!! ✨ ...........BUT UNFORTUNATELY ALL YOU REMEMBERD WAS ME FIGHTING WITH YOU.....you don't remebered the sweetest memories we shared!
And it feels soo bad for many different reasons.. Because YESSS you were the reason of my smile.. And existance... I feel safe and secured by calling myself as yours.. But what now? Now? When things are like this? When things are messed up🥺...i am sure you got new feelings for new people... But what about me, still waiting for you and crying for you ....
What about all those memories that I hold unto... What about those Promises and plans we executed together?...
Is it the end of our story ? Is it the end of me calling you MINE ? which once we happily started and now sadly ending? Is it the end of you being in love with me?
~Nuqra shaikh✨💗
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kennstdudiewahrheit · 2 years
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Auf Tumblr über Suizid reden und bei den unwissenden Menschen in WhatsApp, mit lachenden Smileys schreiben. Kranke Welt.
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isingmylife · 10 months
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ohjustlivin · 1 year
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Some moments you want to belong to someone.
But then you realise that you are too much. Alot more, than anyone bargained for.
And they will realise this soon and will give up on you.
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momochasworld · 10 months
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I hate these long nights, I hate how my heart aches and how I barely can take a tight breath. Please, An ending. Soon.
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cosmicstxrs · 9 months
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'Friends who give up friendships when love comes their way'
I've had incidences with my 'dear friends', the ones I held close to my heart, the ones I showered my warmth and love on, only for them to leave me hanging up on their old hidden wooden hook like a piece of cloth they'll never wear again for getting warm on a winter day, like a sweater you don't wear cause it's itchy and picking your skin.
They left without explanations, without even asking if I had questions for them to answer, without ever knowing that I was planning to go out with them to their favourite cafe nearby, or without being aware that I prepared a hand made gift for them just to see them smile in their darkest days. And although I look back at it, I just miss how things used to be.
The day when we sat together talking about the silliest topics to our careers, from our favourite food to celebrity crushes, and from teasing to pranking each other. But all that it took to erase everything we ever drew on the canvas of our 'good memories' was a person they were interested in, romantically.
Not that I long for them in a romantic way, I just miss us in a friendship way, nothing too clíche, nor too cringe, just pure blatant feeling of being friends and nothing more. Just friends, taking care of each other, finding flowers the other one loves, and cracking funny jokes when the other is crying. Just friends, nothing more.
But guess, it's past that. You've found your solace in your romantic love, and I've lost my only friend in that process. Even though I'm happy cause you got your significant other but now, when I will try to repaint the canvas of my memories, I'll just miss the other hand helping me fill in the colours there. The painting would remain half done cause the other half would be monochrome without you.
Cheers again to us, to my friend who gave up, or to the one who found love. I hope you get a new canvas full of colours on both the halves.
Cause I'll keep my half painted canvas with me till the end to look at it and just recall every time that all I wished for was a friend, and nothing more, and all I got were just silent eye contacts and a long gone friendship.
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