Is it true? things get better after a breakup
it gets better. slowly, one day at a time, things get better. I’m at the stage where my love is dormant, but it hasn’t died. it lies in my chest, waiting for the right moment it can be pulled out
it gets better. slowly, one day at a time, things get better. I’m at the stage where my love is dormant, but it hasn’t died. it lies in my chest, waiting for the right moment it can be pulled out
happy three years to me. happy read messages and ignored comments and unseen love and ache and ache and ache. oh, all i do is yearn.
I don’t know how to feel or what to feel right now. he’s told me dozens of times in the past that the day he was done, the day we were over, he would block me and walk away. I would know when w
lover you should’ve come over came on and I contemplated a lot of heavy things
can we at least try and fix where this conversation has gone. we had something good going. Where you feel nauseous over having to talk to me I feel sick at the thought of this sitting unresolved. plea
fucked it up and decided to reach out because I felt better. because i thought we were in a better place. i guess not.
this isn’t a vent post this is me calling you OUUUTT. do not text that man slash woman that you miss them. even if they reply back. even if you think it’s been a while. don’t do it. don’t send
I feel a little bit better today. I guess being with family helps. We are five days away from our anniversary. and I’ve kept up no contact. I’ve got this.
I guess there’s one upside to being too stressed out on everything else happening in your life: you don’t have time to think about your partner 🥲
I don’t even know if this ache is about me anymore. the last time we got into a fight was weeks ago. the last time he processed his hurt, his thoughts, I don’t know how long it’s going to take h
nothing is worse than the feeling of breaking that no contact with the person you love. blowing up their phone and trying to get their attention in any way conceivable all because a tension in your ch
I keep sending you every loving reel that crosses my page, every memory and every bit of sorrow that comes into my heart. the ones that don’t fill you with pressure, the ones that just quietly remin
I keep waking up every hour on the hour like my guardian angel knows something I don’t. like something’s keeping me up and pointing at you. telling me to be aware. I am, I can’t stop being awa
maybe this time, cupid won’t miss.
six days until our three year anniversary. i don’t think anyone could have predicted we’d be so far apart. that im lying here wondering how that day will affect you. will you think of me, and pi
“fresh start,” you say, infinite baths by sleep token glowing on your profile. ignoring my messages one after another… i know you’re hurting, but what about mine? I know how embarassing it i
what breaks my heart more is knowing what the two of us are thinking is vastly different. he’s simmering in hurt and hatred that he’s held for me for years, for my mistakes and my changes I didn
do you think he’s ever going to see me fighting this hard and wonder why? wonder why i keep kicking and screaming? it’s because of the people around me. it’s because i refuse to let us become
there are so many almosts we still have to do. there are so many things I don’t want to do without you. im trying.
i think about the things you’ve said to me when im crying on the phone, begging you for a single sign you miss me. telling me you hate seeing characters that remind you of me. that you sober up at
I dreamed that you were still next to me, arm around my waist, our cat nuzzled into my chest. I miss wisp. does she miss her mother? do you miss me?
if i knew that spring would be the last time i saw you, would my heart have changed? would i have spent every day looking at you a little longer? straightening my spine and correcting my behavior ev
this is a post reflecting on my behaviors, my actions, and my potential changes. feel free to comment asking for more context on what I did, my behaviors, and what I can improve on. Onward. I am t
If I changed everything about me that you hated, would I still be the same person that you loved? if I got rid of every imperfection and every sign that I wasn’t the same girl you fell in love with
does your heart ever sit in a little locked box, scared of what might be? scared of what might come? i’m not here because my partner left. (but what if he does?) i’m here so i can stay away
it’s dumb, isn’t it? to have a message scheduled for 12:02am (not 12:00, I can’t look desperate) on may twentieth, 2026. just a hi. but wondering if that’ll even get a response. three year
it’s you; it’s always you. i’m so in love with you i don’t know what to do about it.
changing, but for you. staying away, but for you. you said, ‘tboy hot girl summer’ and I pray, that doesn’t mean you embrace being single. because you’re not. you’re mine. you’re mine
i miss you so much its a physical pain in my chest. every time i think about you my stomach gets rougher and rougher. i miss you so fucking much i can barely keep anything else down. i love you and i
hi, I’m new here. you can call me jax. my partner and I have been together for close to three years. Three years is actually going to be next week, funny enough. I don’t know what to do about all