Tag: friendship

I love you. I miss you.

You would be so fucking proud of me. So proud. For speaking up. For taking my voice back. For finally fucking writing and not being afraid. I love you dearly because I know now that you said you were doing me a favour because you did not want to hurt me. Because we love each

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I’m not disappointed. I’m angry.

Because you told me I could depend on you. Because you told me you would be here for me. Because I told you I didn’t want your charity. Because I told you I just want your honesty. Because I still accepted you into my home. Because I made plans with you. Because I told you

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Deal with it

Friendships, relationships, life experiences, trials and tribulations. What’s the point behind them? Why do they have to be so fucking hard? I used to ask myself this constantly. We wonder what we did to deserve X Y and Z when really we need to change how we reflect on situations as a whole. I ask you to consider the

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