Everyone has an old love, or two, or three. Because even if you broke up, or something else happened and you went your separate ways, at some point in time, this person knew you and your innemost world to the dot. And you can't deny the past. Whatever happens, however apart you ever are, there's an undeniable link that had you two working as a team. Just think of it this way: if the Apocalypse were to happen, you'd have a way better chance of survival being with this person instead of a rando. Because you were a team before with this person, and worse comes to worse, you can set your differences aside and be a team again. It doesn't mean you have to get together again, it doesn't even mean you should be friends. It just means that deep, very deep inside your souls, your connection will forever exist and link you to each other. No matter how much time, distance and estranged shadows separate you, if you ran into them on the street and fainted in their arms, you'll get to that damn Emergency room and they'll make damn sure you survive. Because we all have a little humanity set aside for each other, even if we don't like it.
My only friendly soul in this place I'm in right now is an old love. They know me with their entire being, and the second I realized I have them here, I felt less alone. There's no chance we'll ever speak again and nor do I wish to, but bottom line.....I'm not alone. I have someone who gets me better than all the people in this place. And that''s all the strenght I need.
just a soulmate
I love this website too much to not continue visiting and reading but I am finally, finally, finally getting over my crush. I can physically feel a weight being lifted from my shoulders.
My best advice to anyone who is trying to get over someone is to distance yourself from them as much as possible. Stay away from their social media accounts. I know it's tempting but you will never move on so long as you are checking up on them. Keep yourself occupied. Don't intentionally try to stop thinking of them because that is usually counterproductive. The more you try to stop it, the more it happens. If you find yourself thinking of them, treat it as a passing thought and continue on with whatever you were doing. When you do think of them, keep it realistic. The moment you find yourself in a fantasy land of things that never happened, focus on the things that have happened. Fantasies are very hard to get over because they are perfect. That euphoria doesn't exist in the real world. Stick to reality and you will find moving on much easier.
Before anyone asks why you would want to get over a crush, there are plenty of reasons. Maybe you or them or both of you are already in a relationship. Maybe you are gay and they are straight. Maybe they don't like you and never will. There are plenty of reasons why moving on is the healthiest option. I am just trying to share what has helped me so far. I wish all of you reciprocated love but if that is not possible, I wish you the best in moving on as quickly and painlessly as possibly.
Being a trans woman in this world sucks.
I'm trying to be brave. I'm being honest with those I have feelings for. I've confessed my feelings to five people in the past 3 months.
No one feels the same.
And I know that doesn't necessarily mean anything, but no one has ever felt the same. I've been alone in this way forever.
It just reminds me of how few people want girls like me in the world. In a world where love wills each other to keep living, it's so obvious that we're wanted dead.
Seven trans women have been killed in the past three months.
I can't help but feel like something terrible is going to happen to me. And I can't decide what's more frightening - The fact that I may be terribly hurt, or the fact that nobody might care.
I haven't heard from her in over a month. So on kik, I put my profile picture as something that says "Remember that I love you" and she put hers as "I will"....now I'm crying. Thank you, God. You've listened to my prayers.
You are beautiful, in ways that no one else seems to see. And maybe you are not beautiful to everyone, but you are beautiful to that select few: that few that like to look into your eyes and that find comfort in the tones of your voice. You are beautiful to those that find mystery in your mind, in your habits, in the laughter that spills out between your lips unexpectedly. You are beautiful in the way you glance at people and the way you stare. In the way your heart ticks, your breath frosts the air on a cold morning, the way you lather your body with soap in the shower. You are beautiful, you are beautiful, you are beautiful.
Please don't forget it.
I have been on this site since my freshman year of high school, five guys later, 3 love stories later, many unkept friendships, and I am here to say I have found him. The man I will marry. The last letters I will write, and the only man I will talk about for the rest of my life. Thank you to all of you who've been here this whole time... I couldn't have made it here without the contributors and creators. I love you all.
Hey..don't give up now. Chances are your best kiss, your hardest laugh, your greatest days are still..yet to come
3 years ago today one of my best friends killed himself.
He was 14. I was 15.
I'm now 18. I'm leaving home this year. I met someone wonderful, finally. I'm working really hard. Life is moving on.
I feel strange when I think about him now. It reminds me of school uniforms and bus rides, early mornings and sunset skies, assemblies and adventures and desperate late night phone calls. It feels so faraway. I'm 18, and he's still 14, I guess.
This isn't a love letter as such. It is a letter to you, Leo, wherever you are, from a much older me. I miss you. Think of me from time to time, will you?