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#i hate that i love you
trash-inu · 3 months
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keep·sake
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mynameis-a · 1 year
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every time i tell myself that i hate sampo, i find another reason to love him
case in point, he's literally doing the :3 face
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respectthepetty · 6 months
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Dear GMMTV 2024 Part ONE,
Where is JoongDunk (Dunk in a het romcom kissing Phuwin does not count, and I KNOW Joong is finishing school, but damn it!)?
Where is the FirstKhao romcom?
Where is Midnight Museum 2?
Where is the 23.5 release date?
Where is the Cooking Crush final trailer and release date?
Where is the Last Twilight release date?
Where is the Cherry Magic release date?
Are you even going to color code Cherry Magic like the original was beautifully done or not?
Are you going to do the same with My Love Mix-Up, which the original was also brilliantly color-coded?
Don't eff with my colors, GMMTV! I will crawl into your walls. I swear to God, hand on the bible, I will HAUNT YOU!
OR ARE WE PLAYING GAMES UNTIL PART TWO?
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The ONLY thing saving your ass right now is Fluke Gawin, once again, taking one for the team. This man has played a naked musician popping up from a clam shell, a cop, opposite Krist, a wearer of couple's shirts, and now will be a gay vampire WITH MOND!
And he will kill it as he always done.
GMMTV, you are so lucky I'm a basic ass bitch who lives for camp.
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So fucking lucky.
*shakes my iced chai latte with pumpkin spice cream furiously*
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tales-of-togetherness · 4 months
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How does it feel to be truly loved?
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justthinking005 · 7 months
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“I owe it to her to be a better person.”
Okay. Fine. But what about me? Don’t you think you owe it to me to work on yourself? To be a better person so you never hurt anyone again like you’ve hurt me? For the last 5 years, you’ve dragged me through the mud, pushed and pulled me in so many different directions and caused so much heartache and pain. You drop me at every bad turn because you don’t want to deal with the consequences of your actions but it leaves me dealing with them. The pain is real. The heartache never seems to go away. And after 5 years of this fucking bullshit, you owe it to me to be a better person because I’m the one you consistently fuck over. I’m the one you consistently hurt. If you owe anyone, anything - you owe me the biggest apology, the biggest turn around and the biggest hug. Because I can’t seem to stop hurting. And it’s all your fault. And I wish I could hate you for it, for all of it. I wish I could hate you. I’ve tried and I’ve tried. But I can’t. And I find myself missing you when you’re not here. I’m missing the friendship more than anything. You owe it to yourself but you also owe it to me. Because I don’t think the heartache and pain is ever going to stop. And I need it to stop.
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so-pretty-in-my-pain · 7 months
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🎶you can pretend you don't miss me,
you can pretend you don't care...🎶
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love-orlackthereof · 2 years
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“And no matter how much it’ll hurt
I will look for you in any universe”
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iamqueenpotato · 1 year
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the way u have me f r o t h i n g over i hate that i love you? insane. literally feral for every update (but also pls don’t feel obligated to update bc my lady u r doing this all for free and i will never be able to repay u for ur services 🤍). anyways i love u and ur writing xx stay pretty lovely 🥰
I literally do not know what I did to deserve you 🥹🥹
I appreciate you so so so much 💕 your words literally make my day!
I love you!💜
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alices-halcyon · 1 year
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HEAR YEE HEAR YEE,
LISTEN TO WHAT I SAY.
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I want to ᶠᵘᶜᵏ the pickle man.
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The stinky bastard.
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aleinic · 1 year
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And it will always be
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faequeenxo · 11 months
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Heyyo, i'm having a moment of weakness so have this little rambling that I wrote.
He will never love her.
The sun had set and the dim yellow light filled the warm colored livingroom. There was a small tv, very old, playing some Hungarian soap opera. In front of it was a pull-out couch that had been turned into a bed. On top of it were two figures, a grandmother and her granddaughter. The granddaughter curled up as the grandmother stroked her face with a kind of love, no, adoration that nobody can explain, or understand.
She breathed calmly and deeply, the lingering smell of cigarettes filling her lungs. She was used to it, now she found the woody smell comforting...
She always did and always will find it comforting.
Even on nights when she's laying in a dark room with someone on a couch, while there's a party booming outside, the music drowned out by her own sobbing, laying with someone who will never love her. Her stomach turned and dropped as the words fell from his lips, filling her with a sense of defeat. She lied to herself, she thought, she tried and tried to get him all to herself, blinded by some sense of comfort, some sense of longing... She sobbed as she laid on his chest, holding onto him for dear life, as he stroked her skin feeling like all the bruises ached a little less, like the wounds were closing up, smelling the damn cigarettes mixed with his musky parfum, his skin so soft under her cheeks, as all her tears streamed onto it...The tears flowed, all her repressed feelings had broken loose, like a wound that was tore open, pouring profanities, and words filled with the pain he had caused her... And there he was, not understanding a word she had said. His lack of empathy and understanding towards all the pain he had caused her, was like salt on a fresh cut, but even if he did understand her, it would change nothing and she knew it. Yet, she was still there, breathing in the scent of his pale skin, finding some strange sense of comfort in it.
She thought she had finally gotten the closure she needed, except, she would get hurt again and again, because she won't and can't let go of him.
So she just lays with him, accepting that she had been hurt, defeated, played, lied to and walked all over, once again.
She layed there, thinking about her own stupidity, how what they're doing right now will only bring her more pain and suffering.
She was aware, yet she was still holding onto him, like something, anything would change when she knew it wouldn't.
She loves him, and she hates herself for it but she does. Anytime she sees him, she gets butterflies that make her sick, violently fluttering in her insides, turning them upside down... And he's there, feeling nothing as he looks down on her with those gorgeous green eyes... She would still cry herself to sleep the next night, wondering what she did wrong, as she blossoms over him, longing and yearning for his love that she will never get...
All while he's out there, with another girl, who's probably not as dumb as her, and won't fall in love with a person like him...
She's like the Sun, shining bright and warm but she gets drowned out by the big dark cloud that he is, towering over her, killing her light... Yet, she still stays.
Even if her tears now don't flow for him anymore, instead her cheeks burn, her stomach knots up like she'll puke and she can't breathe from the pain, even if the butterflies rip out her insides, she stays, she holds on for a man who doesn't care about her, and would throw her away at the first chance he gets...
And... She still loves him. She wants him and his love, she wants him to care about her as much as she cares about him...
She knows and she understands that he never will or did in their lifetime...
But the poor, dumb girl stays... She takes all the punches, and she will keep on taking them until she finally gets destroyed and broken by the pain once and for all, maybe then her mind can rest and she can find peace with the idea that...
He will never love her.
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snake-and-apples · 1 year
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That is you flirting, you're right. Didn't you tell me yesterday that you love me? I am wishing upon heaven and hell that you don't move back here. I don't want to get mixed up with you again. You create unnecessary chaos and drama that I really don't need right now. I definitely don't need this shit with you. You always have to have one on hold, don't you, just in case? You're so horrible of a human being you can't even look at yourself in the mirror with admiration, can you? You know the truths to your lies, I bet you do!
You may not realize just how much you give away over a time period. Tiny bits of truths come out with each new slightly different version of your stories. You're also a creature of habit and thus have become easily predictable to me. I know what you will do before you do based on any outcome of a situation you come across. Happy, sad, angry, depressed, or whatever mood you may be in on any given day.
I don't want you here at all. I want you to leave our daughter alone, she has told me she doesn't really like you cause you yell too much. That's what she remembers from her trip to Kentucky, congratulations. She is a very smart little girl, she knows and understands way more that a child her should be capable of. She is witty and sassy too. She is a force to be reckoned with and I'm not sure you can with her yet. At least not without demoralizing and tearing her down to get your win. You will ruin and destroy her with how you are with people. Whether you see it or not, you're poison to anyone who gets close to you. You change into your true self behind those closed doors where no one else can see the real you. That's where the mask you hold up comes down and then you begin to feed upon your victim. You slowly degrade a person by trying to make them believe in your lies then you treat them like their crazy for questioning your word. All of sudden the person is too emotional according to you. When in fact the person is emotionally in the right but you make them feel wrong anyways.
You deceive manipulate, and scheme against a person too. You create impossible standards to a person to follow but don't apply to you. This creates failure for you to use against that person cause you knew they couldn't adhere to your extremity of standards. So now you have new ammo against them, you can say they aren't honest or loyal, or they don't love you due to such failure.
You really are a text book Narcissist. Ugh! Leave us alone and don't move here. You're not wanted by anyone here. You're also not welcomed at camp either. Find somewhere new if you so move back. You shouldn't have lied to them about me and perhaps you should have treated them better after you left.. you know instead of putting them and me down the way you did. You sug your own hole on that one. We are people and we have feelings that usually formulate into our opinions about you.
All done venting, just don't.
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I miss you when I can't sleep Or right after coffee Or right when I can't eat I miss you in my front seat Still got sand in my sweaters From nights we don't remember
Do you miss me like I miss you? Fucked around and got attached to you Friends can break your heart too And I'm always tired but never of you
If I pulled a you on you, you wouldn't like that shit I put this reel out, but you wouldn't bite that shit I type a text but then I 'nevermind' that shit I got these feelings but you never mind that shit
Oh, oh Keep it on the low You're still in love with me but your friends don't know If you wanted me you would just say so And if I were you, I would never let me go I don't mean no harm I just miss you on my arm Wedding bells were just alarms Caution tape around my heart
You ever wonder what we could have been? You said you wouldn't and you fucking did Lie to me, lie with me, get your fucking fix Now all my drinks and all my feelings are all fucking mixed
Always missing people that I shouldn't be missing Sometimes you gotta burn some bridges just to create some distance I know that I control my thoughts and I should stop reminiscing But I learned from my dad that it's good to have feelings
When love and trust are gone I guess this is moving on Everyone I do right does me wrong So every lonely night I sing this song
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agartumsaathoe · 2 years
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Missing an ex is like
I hate myself for missing you. (Why do I miss you?)
I still love you  I hate you (why can’t I hate you?)
I don’t want to talk to you or see your face again ( how did we end up here?)
Yeah, the date went well (nobody compares to you)
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fairymayasblog · 1 year
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I choose to love you in silence…
For in silence I find no rejection,
I choose to love you in loneliness…
For in loneliness no one owns you but me,
I choose to adore you from a distance…
For distance will shield me from pain,
I choose to kiss you in the wind…
For the wind is gentler than my lips,
I choose to hold you in my dreams
For in my dreams, you have no end....
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matildamama · 2 years
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