LukaKhang
Beautiful people are treated differently.
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It’s been about a year since she left, but I don’t experience time the way other people do anymore. For me, everything still bends back to her.
One night, I crossed the road without looking. I swear I felt a hand pull me back, right before a car drive past me and isekai into a world named "My little sister cannot be this cute". My heart was bumping hard, but I smiled. I spoke to myself saying "You still care bout me, don't you? "
After that, it kept happening. I keep getting dreams, hallucination, thoughts etc.. about her.
I couldn't sleep, I couldn't eat. My life was miserable
Whenever I was about to mess something up, when I was about to hang myself up. Something still lingered in me.
A thought
A memorie.
It was all Her.
My girlfriend didn't saved me when I roped myself. It was the memories that did.
I saved myself.
Everything I do feels connected to her now. Like I’m not really acting alone. When I choose monsters instead of redbull, I wonder if that’s what she’d want. I wonder if she would have like this colours. I wonder if she would have like this shirt.
Sometimes I talk to her in my head. Not full conversations, just acknowledgments. Gratitude. Apologies. I apologize a lot and I feel like a bitch doing it. She wasn't that beautiful or stacylite standard but to my eyes, she was everything...
People tell me I need to move on. They don’t understand. Moving on would mean accepting that all those moments were meaningless. That no one was there. That I was alone every time I was spared.
And I don’t think I could live with that thoughts forever..
DNR FAGGOT IF YOU ARE KHHV INCELS.
@xzylecrey @tomahawk @copingmaxnt @subhum4n7 @Brooke Shields
One night, I crossed the road without looking. I swear I felt a hand pull me back, right before a car drive past me and isekai into a world named "My little sister cannot be this cute". My heart was bumping hard, but I smiled. I spoke to myself saying "You still care bout me, don't you? "
After that, it kept happening. I keep getting dreams, hallucination, thoughts etc.. about her.
I couldn't sleep, I couldn't eat. My life was miserable
Whenever I was about to mess something up, when I was about to hang myself up. Something still lingered in me.
A thought
A memorie.
It was all Her.
My girlfriend didn't saved me when I roped myself. It was the memories that did.
I saved myself.
Everything I do feels connected to her now. Like I’m not really acting alone. When I choose monsters instead of redbull, I wonder if that’s what she’d want. I wonder if she would have like this colours. I wonder if she would have like this shirt.
Sometimes I talk to her in my head. Not full conversations, just acknowledgments. Gratitude. Apologies. I apologize a lot and I feel like a bitch doing it. She wasn't that beautiful or stacylite standard but to my eyes, she was everything...
People tell me I need to move on. They don’t understand. Moving on would mean accepting that all those moments were meaningless. That no one was there. That I was alone every time I was spared.
And I don’t think I could live with that thoughts forever..
I lowkey just might become gay
DNR FAGGOT IF YOU ARE KHHV INCELS.
@xzylecrey @tomahawk @copingmaxnt @subhum4n7 @Brooke Shields
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