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I finally let my best friend go after a year of fighting to keep a failing relationship. I haven't been able to talk to her for the best couple of months, and I cut the final string. I sobbed like a baby when it happened, but she doesn't know how much this has actually hurt me.
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you hurt me and i’m done hoping you will be there for me, still i can’t help but want to tell you all about my day and send you pictures of sunsets
Do any of you ever feel like you’re slowly losing a friend?
Not like there was any fight or anything. More like: you were once close and then they slowly seem to be finding someone else they prefer to spend time with over you.
So you do everything you can to change yourself thinking maybe if you just make yourself a better person to be around then maybe they’ll realize they still care about you like they used to.
But all you end up doing is hurting yourself, because at the end of the day you are not the problem, and nothing you can do will change the fact that this person just isn’t valuing you like you deserve.
we don’t speak the same language anymore
Toxic friend
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Grief comes like a fucking tsunami, a sudden gravitational displacement caused by a massive geological force and nothing less. The Earth itself breaks and is never the same again. At the start, it looks like the tide is just out, till the swelling waters in the distance are suddenly made full and tremendous, the silent trough to a roaring crest. And it never hits the land the way you expect it to.
I try to do everything for you, yet you say I don’t care
why would I be spending my time on you?
why would I be there for you every time?
why would I take you in on days you were hurt, days you couldn’t handle anything?
you’re my best friend, I try to do everything for you
but I’m mentally not okay either
I can’t carry both of us
No one ever teaches you how to get over the loss of a friend. There are endless blogs and websites to cure the heartbroken, but none to help with the friendships that fizzle out or lose the light that guides them. You never really learn from the pain; you continue to give pieces of yourself to anyone who gives you the time of day, except they take those pieces with them when they leave. They’ll think of you when the sky is cotton candy blue and whenever they smell lemons. They’ll hear a stranger’s laugh and compare it to yours; every person hiding behind a mask will look like you or walk like you, and nothing will ever be the same. You’ll look for them in the corners of libraries and watch the t.v. shows they recommended. You’ll hover over the send button on instagram; you’ll watch their stories and ache for what could have been. Not even the rain will wash them away.
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Been a long time since I’ve been on tumblr. But my best friend of 8 years won’t talk to me and it’s making me feel so broken. 🥺
All the things I love about you
As soon as Waverly finishes her dance, she could hear Nicole say “I love you so much…”. It wasn’t loud at all, almost like a whisper.
99. That’s how many times Nicole has said that she loves her. Even though she never said it back, Waverly kept counting.
99. That’s how many times Waverly has wanted to say to Nicole that she loves her too. Because she does, of course she does.
Nicole has given her everything she never knew she wanted. She has given her the kind of relationships Waverly thought she wasn’t even worth of having. Waverly knew that this time, it had to be different. She needed to say it back to Nicole. She wanted to say it back to Nicole. Because she realized that time after time, Nicole’s I love you’s were less and less confident. Almost as if she was ashamed of saying it, knowing that she would never hear it back. And Waverly knew that she didn’t want Nicole, the person she cares about the most in this world, to ever feel that way. Like she wasn’t wanted, or loved. And so Waverly sat on Nicole’s lap.
“I’m so sorry, I know I need to stop saying it but I just can’t help it. It’s the truth, Waverly, I… I love you. And I don’t know if you’re not ready to hear it yet or if you don’t believe me or if I did something wrong or…” “Shh.” Waverly puts her finger on Nicole’s mouth. “Nicole, I know I have never said that I love you and you deserve to know why” She pauses. “The truth is… every time I say I love you to someone, I end up losing them. My dad, my mom, Shorty, Dolls, Wynonna… Every. single. time. Simple as that. And I am tired of feeling this way. It’s like I am cursed you know, like the Waverly Not-even-an-Earp curse. Like I am supposed to be alone forever or something. So anyway, to get back to the point… not saying I love you back was kind of my way of protecting myself… from losing you. I thought that as long as I didn’t pronounce those three little words we would be fine. And it worked! I mean, we’ve been together for almost a year now! But what I didn’t realize is that by sticking to my plan, by not saying how much I care about you, I was making you feel like you were not good enough for me. And I don’t want you to ever think that. Because…” She takes a deep breath. “I love you, Nicole. I really do.” She giggles. “I have loved you since that day when you came at Shorty’s and undressed me just two seconds after meeting me. I love everything about you. I love your laugh. I love your eyes. I love the smile on your face when you’re asleep.” She caresses Nicole’s face. “I love the little dimples at the bottom of your back. I love how you sing in the shower when you think I’m not listening. I love how you won’t admit that you cried at the end of Titanic. I love how sexy you look in your uniform. I love the sound of your voice in the morning. I love the way you look at me like I am the only girl in the world. I love the way you hold me in your arms. I love… Hey, don’t cry, baby. Come here.” She catches a tear rolling down Nicole’s cheek and takes her head in her hands. “I am so, so sorry if I ever made you feel like I didn’t love you. And I am willing to tell you how much I do every single day for the rest of our lives if that’s what you need. Just… stop crying, babe.” Waverly kisses Nicole on the forehead.
I love this! 🥺🌈
when will people use the anon function to send passionate, homosexual anonymous love letters
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