Mar 16, 2022
Siento que cada vez las emociones son más volátiles, por eso prefiero fingir no tenerlas aunque me este muriendo de amor por alguien.
Sabrina.D
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Siento que cada vez las emociones son más volátiles, por eso prefiero fingir no tenerlas aunque me este muriendo de amor por alguien.
Sabrina.D
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Quisiera haber tenido esa facilidad de demostrar desinterés, así como tú. Solo que yo no podía apagar el amarte hasta con los huesos.
Sabrina.D
The hardest thing to do is admit he never really loved me or cared about me
what if
if you and I really happen, do you think it would last?
Rant Rave and a Poem
Rant Rave and a Poem
The thing about love is its a cruel evil thing.. no lust is..no I’m right love is. You fall into these traps that we are made to beileve are love only to be hurt at the end. I sit here trying to reason with myself why I was so stupid to fall for this game again. Sitting in the room next to who once was my best friend, my world just to listen to my world fall to peices by a soft voice coming from…
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believed he loved me
i remember when i believed he loved me and he wanted to share a night with me, all to himself, alone, he and i. i remember when i believed he loved me and i thought we would share a loving embrace all through the night. i remember when i believed he loved me yet he left me when i fell asleep without playing with him first. i remember when i believed he loved me he really, actually loved me, and yet i learned the painful truth in one drunken night. i remember when i found out he didn't love me not as a human, not as a friend, not as a companion, but only as a plaything. and the worst part is he, too, believed he loved me.
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*by peculirarity* (written May 20, 2015)