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Here's another meme made by yours truly.

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First of all, how dare you

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She smiled, she felt as her heart fluttered as he watched him laugh. Words couldn’t describe what she was feeling. Well, kind of, she felt happy, she felt like everything around her had meaning. Watching him smile, him being happy and healthy was just enough for her to be happy. She cursed herself for depending her emotional stability on him. She tried so hard to find happiness in other things but she couldn't help but to always come back to him. 

She loved everything about him, his smile, his voice, the way his eyes would crinkle everytime he laughed, the small beauty mark under his right eye. She was there with him for every triumph he’s had and every loss.. 

She never left his side. 

No matter what he did, what decision he made, she was right there supporting him.

“Sweetie! Dinner is ready!”

She snapped back into reality, shaking her head, she paused the video and stretched out. 

“Coming!” 

She looked back at the screen, she paused it at the perfect moment, it was like he was looking at her. His brown eyes she came to love, and the smile she loved with all her heart. She sighed, knowing that she will never get to meet him, but she was okay with that. She’d rather look at him from a distance than to be able to see him in person. Her room with pictures of him and the rest of his group members scattered around her walls. 

It was dumb of her to fall in love with him, she knew that. But she didn't care, a thousand life times can pass by and every single one of them she would love him with all her heart and soul.

She would wish that he would be happy and loved, by her or by someone else, that would be more than enough for her. 

She was just a fan. 

But she didn't mind.

Picture from Pintrest📌

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My specialty? Writing short love stoires as an aromantic 👌

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Journal Entry 002

Dear Friend, 

Aromantic.

A person who experiences little to no romantic attraction. 

As a child, I grew up watching telenovelas and disney princesses. The way the entertainment industry portrays ‘love’ was something I was always confused about. How at the very end, the prince was there to save the princess, they get married and live happily forever after. 

How at school, when my classmates would talk about who their crush was and why they liked them, I never was really interested in that. So whenever I would say that I didn't like anyone in my school, they wouldn't believe me, because everyone has someone they like. 

That got me thinking, me 10 years old at the time, then if everyone has a crush, why don't i have a crush?

Looking back at it now, if i would have ignored what my classmates would say to me, I guess i would have saved the pain of losing someone i really cared about.

In 6th grade, I met someone. They were shy and, in my eyes, kind of a dork. But, i really liked them, not in that way let me clarify. But, when you are surrounded by people who tell you that they like someone, i convinced myself that yes i did like them that way. 

My tiny “crush” turned into what people say was “puppy love” but in reality it was two broken kids yearning for someone to hold them and care for them. We both found that in each other. By that time, my parents and older sister were always out of the house, working, leaving me by myself at home. Them? In a household of divorced parents. In a few months, our friendship turned into an elementary school relationship. 

When middle school came, we both got close, but the title 'significant other’ was something I would usually forget about. I liked being around them, I liked laughing at their dumb jokes and listen to whatever they said. I just didn't like them that way. 

Then, that’s when my parents decided to pack up our things and leave for another country. Despite being against it, I followed. A long distance relationship was something I didn't know I was going to pursue, but I guess I did. 

That’s when I began my spiral of who I am and what I liked, how after years of ignoring it, I became aware of my lack of romantic attraction. I thought i was broken, again coming from a hispanic background, my parents wanted me to get married in the future.

So, you can imagine the amount of lectures I received every time I tried to hint to my parents that there’s a possibility I don't want to get married at all. While I still tried to figure that out, my “relationship” was going okay? I was confused, I didn't know what to do, but I noticed how they also changed a lot. How they were a bit distant and a bit quieter whenever we would video call with my best friend. I noticed yet I didn't do anything about it.

It was obvious that throughout the years, we both grew and matured in different ways, we both decided that it was best to remain friends and to be there for eachother. But slowly, they stopped talking to us. They just disappeared. To this day, I still don't know anything about them. At times, I wonder, would things have been different if I had done something? Would we still be friends if I asked if they were okay? 

I felt as a small part of me broke away, I felt lost and alone. I still had my best friend by my side but I felt as if something was missing from me. As I continued on with my life, I tried to look for what I had with them. After being aware of what I was feeling, I still pursued relationships with a few people but as you can guess, I couldn't give them what they gave me. Love. 

With them it was different, we still held that comfort we gave each other when we were kids. We both could talk about anything without judging each other, laugh about anything. We got used to each other.

Will I ever find someone like them? No. I finally realized that no matter how hard I look, I will never find someone like them. I finally accepted who I am and shook off the expectation that society has placed, where we need to get married. But heck, I'm so darn happy being single. 

I’m aromantic and part of the lgbtq community, and I couldn't ever be more proud of how I finally figured out who i am. 

And to the person who was there at my lowest, I hope you're doing okay, I hope you are happy and doing what you've told me what you wanted to do. I'm sorry if I hurt you in any way. I love and miss you everyday. 

Love always, 

Minnie~

#chapter 2

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Journal Entry 001

Dear friend, 

   Hi. 

I know that I started this blog to share the many stories that I wrote, but I can't help but also use this blog to talk about things I'm afraid to talk to other people about. I won't reveal too much about me, I want to remain the anonymous author that I always thought was cool as a kid. Being a 19 year old functioning person in society really drains the daylights out of you. Things didn't really turn out the way i wanted, instead of studying a career i always dreamed about, I was putting up with supervisors that don't listen to a single word you say. Lately, I have found comfort in writing, which is surprising since when I would attend school, literature was my worst enemy. Well, School as a whole was my worst enemy. I always found it boring, I always questioned myself, why do I need to study?

I mean, I guess I kinda get it; you need to study in order to get a good job. But then again, Mark Zuckerberg and Steve Jobs turned out alright. The hispanic culture plays a huge role in my suffering life. Growing up in a household with strict and overprotective parents can really mess you up. 

I fear talking to people. 

It's kinda like the cause and effect we would learn in elementary school, my parents didn't let me hang out with my friends after school. I couldn't go out and play in the streets like the rest of the neighborhood kids would. I never had a sleepover and I never went on a trip with my friends. 

The effect?          

  The constant fear of being judged by people, the stares I feel whenever I go out to a public area. Millions of questions rushing through my head. Am I too dressed? Is my hair messy? Why are they staring? Why are they laughing? Is it because of me? 

    Which is why, I just have one good friend in my life. 

I mean, I did have that typical high school friend group, but when the pandemic hit, I was gone. I pushed everyone away. I ended up with no one to call ‘friend’. Except for one person, my best friend, my platonic soulmate. They were the only to be truly there for me. Despite being in another country, they never left my side. 

There are more I want to write about but I don't want this to become a book, so I'll just stop here.

Love always,

Minnie.

#chapter 1

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Little Things

She threw her head back in laughter, she held her stomach as it ached, forgetting for how long she had been laughing. He looked at her fondly, he scanned her face catching every detail he loved about her. The small freckle by her eye, the acne scars that were fading away but he clearly could see, drawing a line, he made a constellation. As she wiped the tear that came out from laughing, she caught him staring. He raised his hand and softly caressed her face, he watched as her cheeks turned a light peach color. 

He loves everything about her, her laugh, the way she would furrow her eyebrows when she concentrates on something, the way her eyes light up just for the simplest thing. He cherished this moment deeply, alone in an empty parking lot, sitting on the curb waiting for their friends to come to start their night out. 

She looked deeply into his eyes, the man before her, the love of her life. Her heart was beating way faster than normal. It's crazy, despite being in a relationship with him for so long, she can't help but blush whenever he tucks a strand of hair behind her ear or when he holds her face like he was doing at the moment. 

They both didn't believe in love, the many heartbreaks they've experienced shattered their expectations on what love was. Two lost souls yearning for someone to hold them. But, when they met each other at that one high school party they were forced to go by their friends, it changed everything. 

Time flew by, they grew older as well as their love. It wasn't always perfect, fights always happened, but that's what made them stronger. 

He softly caressed her face with his thumb before leaning in for a kiss, everything around them faded into a blur. Nothing was important, nothing mattered. 

“Hey love birds!”

Breaking the magical moment, they turned their gaze to their friends, who after a lifetime they finally showed up. 

“You guys ready?”

They looked at each other and smiled, they got up, their hands naturally latched onto one another. 

“Let's go.” He said.

They walked behind the group, watching as they played around, laughing at whatever they were doing. The city lights shined brightly at night, he looked at her and he smiled to himself. 

She looked up as she felt his gaze on her, she smiled. 

“I love you.”

“I love you, too, so much.” 

#lovesick #love story

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