I want you to know the reasons why I left, but I am too scared of how you will judge me based on my past. I fear that you might turn out to be like those people around me who, despite my hopes, never trusted me. They saw me as the same person from my past, even though I have changed and learned from my mistakes.
I long to see your face every morning when I wake up—the laughter that feels like music to my ears and the lips I want to cherish every day. Unfortunately, I am too weak to confront my fears. The thoughts in my head still haunt me. Instead of choosing you, I chose to run away—not because I don’t want you in my life, but because I want to protect you from myself. I feel like a monster, an outcast in society, forever branded by my past. I strive to transform into a sheep, hiding from my own cage. My life is as exhausting as you might imagine, and I shield you from the truth because I fear witnessing your own fear once you learn the reasons I keep buried in the past.
You deserve someone who can love you more, someone who chooses you and never leaves you behind. In my eyes, you are an angel, while I am merely a devil yearning to become your lover.
One of the saddest, hardest moments of your life will be when you are crying and screaming to the world pleading for a sign.
A sign that you should stay alive for one more day, maybe a couple of days.
But that sign doesn’ t come. You stare at your phone thinking maybe someone will answer or someone will text you asking if you’re okay. You search endlessly for some reason to stay alive but you can’t find any.
That is probably the most heartbreaking moment when you can’t find any reason to stay alive when you need it most because you suddenly feel all this pain and you feel more alone than you’ve ever felt in your entire life.
That moment will break you and I don’t wish it on even my worst enemies.
I just got kicked out of my house and I’m fucking terrified. I’ve been homeless before, I never want to do that again. I have animals. I want money to at the very least, lay on someone’s couch or stay in a motel. If you can give, please consider it. Otherwise, reblogs are very much appreciated.
EMERGENCY. I AM CURRENTLY WITHOUT A PLACE TO GO AND NEED 800 FOR A WEEK IN A MOTEL. IF POSSIBLE, SEND WHATEVER YOU CAN SPARE WITHOUT TROUBLE TO MY C/\5happ. P@YPA1 HAS BEEN HELL TO USE.
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I really like you. I wasn’t looking for anyone, to be honest. You were just my friend, but somewhere down the line, i realised that nobody gets me like you do. You understand me. You find my lame jokes funny. You have the same choices as mine. With you, i don’t have to explain myself. With you, i don’t have to be someone i am not.
You are my ideal person. You are the right amount of caring and mature. You match my crazy. You are an early riser and I sleep late, but i love how i wake up to cute good morning wishes. You make my day. You make me happy, but i can’t be with you. I'm afraid of the idea of falling in love again. The last time i fell in love, i fell hard. All it left me with was a broken heart and a lot of sleepless nights.
The thing is, i am not ready. I'm not ready to give my heart to someone. It took me so long to be okay, and the fear is what holds me back. So, even though i know that what we have is perfect, i am too scared to take a chance. I'm too scared to give love another chance.