breakup
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Getaway Car
This is a post I honestly never thought I’d care enough to make but here we are. I really had a friend getaway car a good man and I actually felt bad for him. It made me think. Damn. I did that to someone. I guess karma got me real good this time for what Continue reading
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So Long, London
I had a whole story ready to be published as my final goodbye to my ex-boyfriend on this blog. After careful consideration, I realized there truly is nothing more to say. I have chosen peace within myself. I have chosen to forget about his existence and to destroy every trace of our relationship. He has Continue reading
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Happier Than Ever
I loved you so loudly and proudly. Despite the drastic change in your character, I saw what Padme saw in Anakin. It was what I told everyone I knew. There’s good in him. I know there’s still good in him. I don’t know you, so I won’t talk much about the boy you are now Continue reading
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Would’ve Could’ve Should’ve
A story inspired by the song ‘Would’ve Could’ve Should’ve’ by Taylor Swift that I find relation to while processing a break up from a 3 year relationship with whom I believed to be the love of my life. Continue reading
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Cellophane
“Didn’t I do it for ya?” It’s one of those nights where I feel like I could’ve done more. I could’ve helped you. I could’ve saved us if I just helped you a little more. But then I remember. I remember the one thing I shouldn’t. I remember how emotionless you were that night. I Continue reading
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Red
Love is so weird and absolutely embarrassing. I can never truly understand myself so how can anybody else? I say I’m fine but there are moments where I stop and think only to wonder how he’s doing. Even in our relationships death I still put his feelings before mine. I can’t help but remember all Continue reading
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From the Dining Table
A letter to you. In three weeks, we’ll be broken up for seven months. We’re halfway to a year. It feels so unreal. Where do I even begin with you my sweet first love? I’m sure you’ve read the last five stories I’ve written about you. At least I hope you’ve read them. I’d do Continue reading
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Sign of the Times
It’s always a Sunday. It was Sunday’s when I’d get phone calls from him because he was in basic training. It was Sunday when I told him I felt nothing for him and that it was over. It’s always a god damn Sunday. Every day I ask myself if I’m strong enough to never see Continue reading
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Merry Christmas, Please Don’t Call
What used to be the season of cheer and love has now turned to fear and scarcity. I remember my first Christmas with a boyfriend. I was so happy, so irrevocably in love and the most excited I had ever been. Seasonal depression had left my body immediately. He was a ray of sunshine. He Continue reading
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I’m Scared I’ll Never Sleep Again
I do get asked by peers if I’m ready to start dating again. I tried it. Learned my lesson. Never again. I can’t trust myself enough to not say my ex boyfriend’s name to another man. I can’t trust myself enough to not run away if my ex ever objected at my wedding. I’m eloping Continue reading
Midnight Reflections 