Now I can't even be mad.

I never give up on people easily. I try my hardest until I reach my own limits. When I finally give up, it isn't about shutting anyone out,it's about recognizing my own boundaries. Even then, you can still call me if you need something. I would still go to the ends of the earth to help you, no matter what you did. But I will never reach out to you again. I won’t ask for your help. My limit lies within myself, not with you. If you see me talking to or helping those I've cut off, know that I've simply don’t trust them. I wouldn't seek their help, even if they were the last person on earth who could help me. Yet, I would still do anything for them,happily.

Doing everything yourself without asking for help because you believe accepting help makes you feel as you owe others and feel entitled to them.
you rather do everything by yourself.

“I was made for a soul crashing platonic love, I can’t love casually.”

When all that bed rotting finally catches up to you

🫧.

They left me alone with a printer.

You love the idea of rain,the one you see behind the mirror, the one you can smell, the one you use an umbrella for, the one that sounds calming inside the covers, not the actual rain, the one that soaks you up, the one you can feel inside your shoes, the one that ruins your hair, the one that feels cold, the one that makes you sore. To love means loving the unlovable. It means embracing the chill, the damp, the inconvenience, and finding beauty in the discomfort. True love doesn't select, it accepts the storm as part of the peace, the reality as part of the dream. It is in the messiness and unpredictability of life that love finds its deepest roots.
And yet I still run from the unlovable, but I seek the love that was comfortable.

🫧

Having an older brother means they explain the Drake and Kendrick situation to you, even if you don’t listen to their music.

At this point am teaching myself, I don't remember the last time I listened to a teacher explain,Just send me the modules and call me for assignments and exams. I'll study on my own anyway, so why bother coming? I can't even focus in class anymore.

I should be humbled fr.😭

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I grieve, deeply grieve, not for the dead,
But for the living, still drawing breath.

Lying awake, I cannot reach,
Their silent suffering haunts my dreams,
And in the darkness, I miss all they seem.

May the traffic end before you do.🫧

i do not know how to be loved if it is soft and kind. i am not soft. i am not kind. i wake up in the middle of the night in a puddle of sweat, running from it all. if your love is fleeting, do not bore me with it. do not torture me with maybe. do not breeze by me on a winters day. love me in your desperation. obsessively and hopelessly. love me fiercely, or do not love me at all.