i was always the guy they trauma dumped on, never the one they liked

[got.daim]

i was always the one girls talked to about their problems, about the guys they actually liked, about how they keep getting hurt and don’t know why, i’d sit there listening for hours thinking maybe one day they’ll see me differently but they never did, they’d cry to me over some dude who ghosted them then leave me on read right after, i was the emotional sponge, the backup attention source, the guy who’s “so sweet” but never the one they chose, and yeah i know this is a cliché but it’s real, it happened over and over and over, i thought being there for them meant something but it didn’t, it never did, they never respected me for it, they never even remembered half the stuff i said, and now i’m 28 and bitter and empty, all those years of being the good guy, the listener, the one who understood them, it meant nothing, all it did was waste my time and ruin my self-esteem, they’d call me when they were sad but never when they were happy, never when they wanted to go out or do something fun, i was just the emotional janitor, the guy who picked up the pieces so they could go break themselves again for someone else, and it messed me up, made me think i was always just one more nice gesture away from being loved, but that’s not how it works, they don’t fall for the guy who’s there, they fall for the guy who makes them feel something, even if it’s pain, and now i can’t even fake being that guy, i’ve been conditioned into this emotional but useless role and i don’t know how to break out of it, every time i meet someone new it’s the same pattern, they get close fast, overshare, trauma dump, and then disappear when someone more “exciting” shows up, i never had a real shot, just fake hope over and over, now i don’t even want to try anymore, i’m just done

 

[Whiteboard7]

What do you want to me to do or say? J want to help just want to know if you want advice at all

 

[got.daim]

What do you want to me to do or say? J want to help just want to know if you want advice at all

trust me kid,
there's nothing I (or you) can do to salvage the broken pieces of what was once my hope for love

 

[Whiteboard7]

trust me kid,
there's nothing I (or you) can do to salvage the broken pieces of what was once my hope for love

That's really unfortunate. Sorry

 

[got.daim]

That's really unfortunate. Sorry

it is what it is

 

[Sprinkles]

just wear a ghostface mask

 

[tunisianropemaxxer]

i was always the one girls talked to about their problems, about the guys they actually liked, about how they keep getting hurt and don’t know why, i’d sit there listening for hours thinking maybe one day they’ll see me differently but they never did, they’d cry to me over some dude who ghosted them then leave me on read right after, i was the emotional sponge, the backup attention source, the guy who’s “so sweet” but never the one they chose, and yeah i know this is a cliché but it’s real, it happened over and over and over, i thought being there for them meant something but it didn’t, it never did, they never respected me for it, they never even remembered half the stuff i said, and now i’m 28 and bitter and empty, all those years of being the good guy, the listener, the one who understood them, it meant nothing, all it did was waste my time and ruin my self-esteem, they’d call me when they were sad but never when they were happy, never when they wanted to go out or do something fun, i was just the emotional janitor, the guy who picked up the pieces so they could go break themselves again for someone else, and it messed me up, made me think i was always just one more nice gesture away from being loved, but that’s not how it works, they don’t fall for the guy who’s there, they fall for the guy who makes them feel something, even if it’s pain, and now i can’t even fake being that guy, i’ve been conditioned into this emotional but useless role and i don’t know how to break out of it, every time i meet someone new it’s the same pattern, they get close fast, overshare, trauma dump, and then disappear when someone more “exciting” shows up, i never had a real shot, just fake hope over and over, now i don’t even want to try anymore, i’m just done

Nigga stop venting and pick up the hammer

 

[Clqs]

Tonight, I throw myself into
And out of the red
Out of her head, she sang

 

[slaters]

Nigga stop venting and pick up the hammer

Doesn’t need hammer when he has 10k lipus machine

 

[got.daim]

Nigga stop venting and pick up the hammer

meanwhile I mog ur sorry ass

Tonight, I throw myself into
And out of the red
Out of her head, she sang

bars

Doesn’t need hammer when he has 10k lipus machine

^^^^
richcel moment

 

[TheOneTrveCel]

Feelsbadman, whenever i read stories like this I always think of the RR fangirls, the worst possible guy and them drooling over people like that, it's truly an unfair world, no point being nice, since they will remember the guy that hurt them to the grave, but the "nice guy" that was there is left in the dust

 

[Primalsplit]

i was always the one girls talked to about their problems, about the guys they actually liked, about how they keep getting hurt and don’t know why, i’d sit there listening for hours thinking maybe one day they’ll see me differently but they never did, they’d cry to me over some dude who ghosted them then leave me on read right after, i was the emotional sponge, the backup attention source, the guy who’s “so sweet” but never the one they chose, and yeah i know this is a cliché but it’s real, it happened over and over and over, i thought being there for them meant something but it didn’t, it never did, they never respected me for it, they never even remembered half the stuff i said, and now i’m 28 and bitter and empty, all those years of being the good guy, the listener, the one who understood them, it meant nothing, all it did was waste my time and ruin my self-esteem, they’d call me when they were sad but never when they were happy, never when they wanted to go out or do something fun, i was just the emotional janitor, the guy who picked up the pieces so they could go break themselves again for someone else, and it messed me up, made me think i was always just one more nice gesture away from being loved, but that’s not how it works, they don’t fall for the guy who’s there, they fall for the guy who makes them feel something, even if it’s pain, and now i can’t even fake being that guy, i’ve been conditioned into this emotional but useless role and i don’t know how to break out of it, every time i meet someone new it’s the same pattern, they get close fast, overshare, trauma dump, and then disappear when someone more “exciting” shows up, i never had a real shot, just fake hope over and over, now i don’t even want to try anymore, i’m just done

So you decided to trauma dump on us for a change?

Dnr btw.

 

[Th3Man]

i was always the one girls talked to about their problems, about the guys they actually liked, about how they keep getting hurt and don’t know why, i’d sit there listening for hours thinking maybe one day they’ll see me differently but they never did, they’d cry to me over some dude who ghosted them then leave me on read right after, i was the emotional sponge, the backup attention source, the guy who’s “so sweet” but never the one they chose, and yeah i know this is a cliché but it’s real, it happened over and over and over, i thought being there for them meant something but it didn’t, it never did, they never respected me for it, they never even remembered half the stuff i said, and now i’m 28 and bitter and empty, all those years of being the good guy, the listener, the one who understood them, it meant nothing, all it did was waste my time and ruin my self-esteem, they’d call me when they were sad but never when they were happy, never when they wanted to go out or do something fun, i was just the emotional janitor, the guy who picked up the pieces so they could go break themselves again for someone else, and it messed me up, made me think i was always just one more nice gesture away from being loved, but that’s not how it works, they don’t fall for the guy who’s there, they fall for the guy who makes them feel something, even if it’s pain, and now i can’t even fake being that guy, i’ve been conditioned into this emotional but useless role and i don’t know how to break out of it, every time i meet someone new it’s the same pattern, they get close fast, overshare, trauma dump, and then disappear when someone more “exciting” shows up, i never had a real shot, just fake hope over and over, now i don’t even want to try anymore, i’m just done