It’s probably been 2 or 3 years since I have put any words to paper. These days I just keep everything inside. I feel as if I am walking on eggshells around everybody. Even total strangers. I couldn’t tell you what turned me into this. Truth is I’m not even sure that I know the answer. I feel alone, lost even. Yet it is as if my feelings aren’t valid to anyone around me. Anyone on the outside sees that I have a loving husband, supportive family, and two beautiful children. All of that is true, but there is so much more. It’s just that no one is willing to dig any deeper. I can’t recall the last time someone asked me how I was doing. It’s like nobody cares, which is such a shitty feeling. I give so much, care so much, yet get nothing in return. Don’t I deserve more? Why do I care if they don’t? I honestly just want to get away from everyone. I think I need to just to keep my sanity. I feel like I’m drowning.
- you guys are allowed to send me messages
- you’re allowed to just say hi
- you can ask me for my skype or whatever
- feel free to just tell me about your day as if we’ve been best friends since forever
- you’re all good to ask anything you want to know
- don’t be afraid to be off anon
- you can talk to me
- i like talking to you guys
- i dont bite
Go on ANON and tell me what you think of me. I do not want to know who it is, at all. Don’t tell me who it is, don’t give me hints, don’t say your screen name. Tell me exactly what you think of me. Don’t sugarcoat things. Don’t lie. If you hate me, tell me why. Tell me what I’m doing wrong. If you like me, tell me why. Tell me exactly what you think of me.
someone come play with my hair until the future isn’t scary anymore
Dont just fuck me. Love me.
By Tracey Emin
Why can’t people be really fucking spontaneous more often. Like why don’t people get on buses in the middle of the night to see someone or call them and say what they feel exactly how they feel it. It’s all fucking mundane shit, trying to keep your cool, playing hard to get, hinting and confusing signals ugh I hate it
like honestly, sleeping next to someone is the nicest thing. like when you half wake up at 4am and squeeze them or they move in tighter to you. lovely.
Let’s spend our week nights eating cereal on the floor
when there is a perfectly fine table behind us.
We can go to the movies and sit in the back row
just to make out like kids falling in love for the first time.
We’ll paint the rooms of our house
and get more paint on us than the walls.
We can hold hands and go to parties we end up
ditching to drink wine out of the bottle in the bathtub.
and slow dance with me in our bedroom
with an unmade bed and candles on the nightstand.
Let me love you forever.
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