Felicita
Felicita
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Roman-Catholic - Feminist - Friend - Hipster - Dreamer - Gymnast - Book Lover - Singer - All or Nothing
She was too quiet
or she was too loud
She took things too seriously
or not seriously at all
She was too sensitive
or too cold-hearted
She hated with every fibre of her being
or loved with every piece of her heart
There was no in-between for her, it was eiter all or nothing
She wanted everything but settled for nothing
You don't ever really let go. though. You don't stop. You don't stop hurting, you don't stop loving. It doesn't go away, you just keep living and eventually things get pushed into the background of your life, so it's not consuming you every day. And then one day you know you're okay. It still hurts. You still miss her. And yeah, you forget the details. The way she smelled, the way she laughed, how her skin felt, the sound of her voice. It's almost like a different life, a different person that loved her, was with her. But on day-to-day level, you know you're okay. Sort of.
Makes sure you won't ever regret things you haven't done. You never know what might happen...
She was too quiet
or she was too loud
She took things too seriously
or not seriously at all
She was too sensitive
or too cold-hearted
She hated with every fibre of her being
or loved with every piece of her heart
There was no in-between for her, it was eiter all or nothing
She wanted everything but settled for nothing
Dear you,
I hate days like today,
when every single thing I see
reminds me of you.
I hate days like today,
when every single song I hear
somehow relates to you.
I hate days like today,
when every single person I meet
somehow looks like you.
I hate days like today,
when every single thing I do
makes me realise how much I miss you.
I hate days like today,
when every single thing I see
reminds me of you.
I hate days like today,
when every single song I hear
somehow relates to you.
I hate days like today,
when every single person I meet
somehow looks like you.
I hate days like today,
when every single thing I do
makes me realise how much I miss you.
You don't ever really let go. though. You don't stop. You don't stop hurting, you don't stop loving. It doesn't go away, you just keep living and eventually things get pushed into the background of your life, so it's not consuming you every day. And then one day you know you're okay. It still hurts. You still miss her. And yeah, you forget the details. The way she smelled, the way she laughed, how her skin felt, the sound of her voice. It's almost like a different life, a different person that loved her, was with her. But on day-to-day level, you know you're okay. Sort of.
Makes sure you won't ever regret things you haven't done. You never know what might happen...
Invest in people who invest in you
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You really are beautiful.
1 decennium geledenI wish I could hug you and tell you you are beautiful.
Because you are, really. <3
Why do you feel that way? Did something happen?
1 decennium geledenIt's not weird at all.
Read my extremely long message at Niallerslove's if you want.
*hug*
Thanks, but it isn't beautiful. I hate it. My legs, my hair, my face, my stomach, every little thing. Ugh. The picture at my profile isn't kidding. The 'I wish that thing in the mirror died.' part isn't kidding. I hate every single thing about ,myself. I'm trying to stop cutting though.
1 decennium geledenI''m glad you've had fun sweetheart!<3
1 decennium geledenYeah there was something with two girls.
They wanted to hang out and have a sleepover -I thought it was weird anyway 'cause they never cared 'bout me- but I said I couldn't bc my mom was at home and she wanted to spend some time with our fam. I can not tell them I can't join them bc of my scars right? And my wounds from a week ago still aren't healed so I just wasn't able to. They called me, but I didn't answer the phone. They were mad, I know they were. They whatsapped me and said ; 'You ain't a good friend, you don't even answer the phone.' That was a stab through my heart really. And today they were like, hey we're coming over to give you this friendship ring -apparently we have them with me and three other girls- and I was like, no you can't! If they see my mom, they'll ask her why my mom wouldn't let me go. (I told them my mom wasn't okay with it) And I can't tell my mom about the scars and stuff, so yeah, they're mad. My mom wants to get an icecream in Beuningen, but that's the place where one of them lives. I was scared to death, at the end they didn't show up. So everything's fine now, I guess.
That's fine sweetie, I will.
1 decennium geledenI'm fine now, how are you?
Did anything nice today?
xx