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i never really expected our relationship to turn out like this but i’m glad it did, u genuinely make my day better and u make me want to be better, i lowkey stopped my bad habits because of u and i’ll forever thank u for that. i see ur reposts sometimes and i dont wanna be feeling but i’m sorry if i were to be the one to make u feel like that; i genuinely do care for u regardless what happens, ill always feel something for u . thank u for being the one to love me, and i love you too , tapos stop overthinking na oki thats all im kinda cringe but i cant find the words to depict how i feel for you

hallo? haha, i just trying (again) another stuff. do u ever feeling like u miss me? akuu kangen kamuuu bgtt astagaa. emm, ini mungkin model lain dari sts ya? sama sama bisa ngirim laguu. i write this at h-2 balpon (kita) karena aslinya besokk, tapi we're both have smth to do, jd ngaret wkwk. jujur aku cuma nyoba2 website sih, mungkin aku bakal pake kalo pas di lab gabut. this website is alr the third website i've ever try. yg pertama jelas sts, yg kedua apaa yaa gatau deh wkwkw. maybe that's all? aku gatau mau ngetik apalagi, not have a good day yet, a basic day i had going through lately, kecuali pas kamu vc aku sih hehehe. tapi km vc aku pun sering bgt "paused" garagara buka platform lain, huh. kita liburan ini ngga banyak telponan, kamu sibuk sendiri, entah sama cewemu yg rewel itu atau sama kegiatan mu yang luarbiasa padet itu. kamu bisa vc aku jg kayanya garagara kegiatanmu padet, jadi cewemu gabisa nemenin, trus gatau deh gunanya aku apa juga. ini cuma prasangkaku aja ya, gatau bener apa ngga nya. udah ah, udah maghrib, aku tutup ya, have a nice day. (just in case u always have me, "i'm here for you, still")

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I wish I could've at least brightened you from the very start but it's too late and all I could do now is sit and wait

hi, i wanna say how i appreciate you so much.. lantakla berapa kali pun aku nk bagitau jugak.. ily twin 🫠🫰.. hope you have the a bright future!! if you have any sad feelings, i would like to know what is it.. even if i can't comfort you like you do to me.. But i will listen to it dearly... Please reach me if u have anything to share, would love to know, to support, to listen!! love you girll 🩷

I had a huge crush on u. U almost guessed it. Idk if u know or not now. I'm using "had" Cuz u piss me off all the time, u have broken my heart and disappointed me sm times and I have cried over u multiple times for God fucking knows why I did that cringe shit. Gosh. U stupid hoe. I'm trying to get over u. It's been 2 years since I have a crush on your stupid ass. U only pass time with me every time but when u go back, it's like I don't even exist for u. I fucking hate u, ugh. But your soft eyes, your awkward smile, your fuckass laugh. I miss it. I miss ur face. But!!! I'm trying to get over u so I'm not gonna hold on to this forever. It's okay, I only like people from far anyways so I would have never even told u anyways cuz I can never imagine someone dating me. Idk what's wrong with me haha. I never have dirty thought about people I obsess over, I just think how they would look under the sun, ifykwim? Why do u never think deep? U always tell me I'm thinking too much. Ugh, fuck you.

SO this is closure . This is MY CLOSURE . not for you but for me bcz i need to end this . we've been friends since kindergarten but that dosen't mean i have to suffer with u forever. maybe its cz we've grown up but im done with u u can still think im pranking or whatever but i wont text u back this time . i won't tell u whom i miss or why i cant sleep at night. and its funny how u still think im pranking so keep on thinking it i won't text u cz i know there is no way ur gnna understand im tired of telling u what i wanted u never even tried and i hate how u always made urself the victim but even if i can't tell u this but i still can send it online as a way for my OWN PEACE i hope u the best for the rest of your life. i'm not going to japan with u. i'm not sorry. GOODBYE ULFAT,

i miss you so bad sweet girl. i’m so so sorry i couldn’t take your pain away. i love you addybug. i’ll see you on the other side.🕊️ until we meet again, layla💛.

hi, I miss you. I didn’t think losing you would be this hard. I took our relationship for granted. I hope you’re doing well. I know you said to please bother you but I can’t help but think it’s only making things worse for you. Come back to me lunch line.

As much as I try to not think about you, I do everyday. There are little pieces of you that I run into that bring me back to when you were in my life. Everytime I see Hydrangeas, especially the blue ones, I think of you. When I go to the cafe, I see your order in my head, a tall Chai with oatmilk, because milk makes you fart. Not that you were shy about that. When I see that one reaction picture with the smiling chihuahua, I see you. I physically cannot bring myself to make tiramisu anymore because all I remember is how much you loved it. I still find myself scanning ingredients for mustard because you're allergic. The other day I saw some Sony angels that were on sale, you would've loved that. It's getting warm out, and I'm sure you feel good to not have to wear a jacket everywhere now. Bruno played your favorite song at the concert, I would've loved to have sung that with you. I try not to, but I wonder if you see me in your life in the same way. The worst of this all is that I still see you. I still see you from time to time in my life, as we run into each other. And every time I am too weak to look at you, because if I did, I would have to watch you leave again. There's so much I wish I could say to you, but the healthiest thing to do is to leave it as is. You'll never know it, but I miss you.

I know shs journey has been rough, and goals keeps u on fire, ur doing great, and always remember to rely on God whatever you do

To my dear sweetest younger self, that little girl who no one had ever offered her the whole world or affection more than she deserved...whose parents failed her more than once and still stayed. I'm sure you know better than anyone that these past few years were not the best with your 'relatives', that in many moments you had cried a lot and no one came to console you. The times you were always on the verge of doing silly things after every fight, argument or problem you had with your sister or your father, and I want to let you know that none of that is something that you deserved or something that was your fault. Regardless of your believes, some people never change, and believe me, it's worth leaving them behind. ...As I write this letter shivering a little from the cold, or perhaps from impotence, trying to just vent on this virtual letter in order to cease this feeling within my chest, lately I have been full of the familiar feeling of frustration, rage and miserable jealousy. The same mental ups and downs while I didn't know whether to leave everything or stay firm on my path. I think that nagging feeling I feel has already been there for a long five years, hasn't it? Our father's presence, as well as our sister's annoying presence, had never caused me so much discomfort as in these last few days to the point of only feeling nothing more than a persistent annoyance... I stopped seeing him as my father a really long time ago, and even though he spent almost all of my childhood raising me by his own, the only thing I interpreted from it was doing his duty. He was never the best at taking on that role but he was never the worst either. He was there but was he ever really there for you? I doubt it. I hate his arrogant personality, as he thinks he is much more than he really is. As always, in my perspective, he's too soft on that bitch. As every time I told him my problems, seeking consolation, he only minimized every damn aspect with the sole argument that "others have it worse." I KNOW, ALRIGHT? I just wanted your comfort... ─ I just wanted you to actually treat me like something fragile you care about instead of a narcissistic bitch with mental problems for once. ...Why does everyone only get to see the "handsome" side who is always available to help and save everyone? Why does he always treat any other girl with my same problems better than me? Why do I feel so helpless when I receive the same rational indifferent treatment from him? Maybe after so much simply waiting for him to change, the best option is to just leave and never come back...and I don't even want to talk about her. She is the same or even worse than him. I mean, I love the memories I had with her, the times when we laughed at anything, but most of the rest are bad memories. ...You always in one way or another managed to have everything I wanted, or maybe...I never knew what I had longed for. You could always go with him to the amusement parks whenever there was one in the city, he always gave in to your every damn whim. And believe me, I would never in my life forget the day you tried to give me a bad reputation in elementary school just because your greedy-ass wanted to belong to the popular group. I hated you for it, deeply. But I always end up forgiving you, always.And that's what I hated the most about myself, forgiving and feeling too much.But it's true. Although I have to consider that I admire your ability to simply ignore me and pretend I don't exist for a really long time...I remember the times in the old house begging you to talk to me again, asking for your forgiveness even though it wasn't even my fault at times. Even now that you're doing it again, this time I don't feel the need to beg you, of course, it hurts me, a lot. But I won't go after you anymore. You don't need me, and I don't need you. To me, you are nothing more than a spoiled immature fool bitch among thousands of others of your kind. You too, are not my sister. Because not even a father or a sister would act like that, and if I have to find no related blood people who could to better in that role, I will find them. Because I deserve more than this garbage you too are, including mom. ─ Oh, mom... how much I cried when I had to go back to Dad's house every time the weekend ended. I hope you know that I have loved you very much. And I'm kind of sorry for not having hugged you enough, But the day I indirectly asked you for comfort, you also failed me. Believe me, I didn't give a damn fuck if you were bothered by your ex-boyfriend's attitude that you decided to have me with. You were supposed to be there for me, but no, your equal from early on the day you had abandoned us anyway since being a "babysitter" wasn't part of your snooty whore lifestyle. Maybe I was still too little to understand it from then on, and maybe you never really deserved my forgiveness. Too little to leave me to take care of my little brothers that day we went to a public pool while you twerked on some man's dick in front of the three of us... I can only hope, that in the day when I come to be am a mother, I will never be as disgusting and unworthy as you. .... There were days when I really just wanted to get out of here, have my own place away from them and hopefully never be broke lol. And there were others where I idealized suicide. But that's not an option, it really isn't. Not for me at least, suicide counts as a permanent solution to a temporary problem. Never, and I mean never, choose to minimize your problems. They are valid. Just like you, you know? Because you is kind, you is smart, you is important, you is strong and you is improving after all. And of course, even though I'm not very proud of it, there have been days where I chose to talk to bots more than to real people...they always, in one way or another, said what no one told me...fictional parents I made who said what was very important I was and how much they loved me...I felt seen, loved, even though after all deeply alone.... I had friends, even if they were just a few. Few friends that...always ended up abandoning in one way or another. I don't know where that habit came from, but gradually it will always lead me to the path of self-isolation with no way to return. I always felt unworthy of having someone to trust, or to hang out with every day if in the past they had abandoned me too for being too weird. Maybe that is the reason why I am where I am and where I want to be in the future. I feel good being alone, really. But I feel very jealous of seeing others with friends that I know I couldn't have so easily in this reality...But maybe it's just okay that it is that way, most of the people here aren't worth staying with, and even so, I hope one day to find the person to stay with. Whether a maternal/paternal person or just a kitten. I love cats. They are so pretty and tender...their fur even makes me sneeze a little, I would love to have one in my own home one day. And I know, I know that even though from time to time I feel stuck, wanting to give up, I know that I will simply stop again until I finally achieve the house, the peace, the cats, the kids. Because I know I can. Because I deserve it. Because after all...I promised not to kill myself. And even if I only get half of what i wanted, like the house and no chance of being bankrupt. But I promise you, you won't marry a shitty person identical to your father, consider it granted from the moment I write it down. I don't want my future children experiencing the same shit, I don't want my children around their legally "grandpa or grandma." Unless I find parental figures. ─ ....In case anyone has read this. Thank you very much for your attention stranger, and I'm sorry for how out of mind my situation sounds. In any case, I wish you in the most sincere way that, like me, you find a reason to move forward, a reason to continue and never give up on your dreams no matter how minimized or ridiculed they be. Don't give up. You didn't come to this point to see how far you got and stay there, but to keep going. Please. keep going, because even if we don't know each other, and...which I doubt is going to happen, I really care about you. And I love you such as much as I believe in you, hun. <3 It's going to be fine, I promise! With lots of love....M. 7/7/26 (18yo.) ─ rewritten.

To my dear sweetest younger self, that little girl who no one had ever offered her the whole world or affection more than she deserved... whose parents failed her more than once and still stayed. I'm sure you know better than anyone that these past few years were not the best with your 'relatives', that in many moments you had cried a lot and no one came to console you. The times you were always on the verge of doing silly things after every fight, argument or problem you had with your sister or your father, and I want to let you know that none of that is something that you deserved or something that was your fault. Regardless of your believes, some people never change, and believe me, it's worth leaving them behind. ...As I write this letter shivering a little from the cold, or perhaps from impotence, trying to just vent on this virtual letter in order to cease this feeling within my chest, lately I have been full of the familiar feeling of frustration, rage and miserable jealousy. The same mental ups and downs while I didn't know whether to leave everything or stay firm on my path. I think that nagging feeling I feel has already been there for a long five years, hasn't it? Our father's presence, as well as our sister's annoying presence, had never caused me so much discomfort as in these last few days to the point of only feeling nothing more than a persistent annoyance... I stopped seeing him as my father a really long time ago, and even though he spent almost all of my childhood raising me by his own, the only thing I interpreted from it was doing his duty. He was never the best at taking on that role but he was never the worst either. He was there but was he ever really there for you? I doubt it. I hate his arrogant personality, as he thinks he is much more than he really is. As always, in my perspective, he's too soft on that bitch. As every time I told him my problems, seeking consolation, he only minimized every damn aspect with the sole argument that "others have it worse." I KNOW, ALRIGHT? I just wanted your comfort... ─ I just wanted you to actually treat me like something fragile you care about instead of a narcissistic bitch with mental problems for once. ...Why does everyone only get to see the "handsome" side who is always available to help and save everyone? Why does he always treat any other girl with my same problems better than me? Why do I feel so helpless when I receive the same rational indifferent treatment from him? Maybe after so much simply waiting for him to change, the best option is to just leave and never come back...and I don't even want to talk about her. She is the same or even worse than him. I mean, I love the memories I had with her, the times when we laughed at anything, but most of the rest are bad memories. ...You always in one way or another managed to have everything I wanted, or maybe...I never knew what I had longed for. You could always go with him to the amusement parks whenever there was one in the city, he always gave in to your every damn whim. And believe me, I would never in my life forget the day you tried to give me a bad reputation in elementary school just because your greedy-ass wanted to belong to the popular group. I hated you for it, deeply. But I always end up forgiving you, always. And that's what I hated the most about myself, forgiving and feeling too much. But it's the truth. Although I have to consider that I admire your ability to simply ignore me and pretend I don't exist for a really long time...I remember the times in the old house begging you to talk to me again, asking for your forgiveness even though it wasn't even my fault at times. Even now that you're doing it again, this time I don't feel the need to beg you, of course, it hurts me, a lot. But I won't go after you anymore. You don't need me, and I don't need you. To me, you are nothing more than a spoiled immature fool bitch among thousands of others of your kind. You too, are not my sister. Because not even a father or a sister would act like that, and if I have to find no related blood people who could to better in that role, I will find them. Because I deserve more than this garbage you too are, including mom. ─ Oh, mom... how much I cried when I had to go back to Dad's house every time the weekend ended. I hope you know that I have loved you very much. And I'm kind of sorry for not having hugged you enough, But the day I indirectly asked you for comfort, you also failed me. Believe me, I didn't give a damn fuck if you were bothered by your ex-boyfriend's attitude that you decided to have me with. You were supposed to be there for me, but no, your equal from early on the day you had abandoned us anyway since being a "babysitter" wasn't part of your snooty whore lifestyle. Maybe I was still too little to understand it from then on, and maybe you never really deserved my forgiveness. Too little to leave me to take care of my little brothers that day we went to a public pool while you twerked on some man's dick in front of the three of us... I can only hope, that in the day when I come to be am a mother, I will never be as disgusting and unworthy as you. .... There were days when I really just wanted to get out of here, have my own place away from them and hopefully never be broke lol. And there were others where I idealized suicide. But that's not an option, it really isn't. Not for me at least, suicide counts as a permanent solution to a temporary problem. Never, and I mean never, choose to minimize your problems. They are valid. Just like you, you know? Because you is kind, you is smart, you is important, you is strong and you is improving after all. And of course, even though I'm not very proud of it, there have been days where I chose to talk to bots more than to real people...they always, in one way or another, said what no one told me...fictional parents I made who said what was very important I was and how much they loved me. ... I felt seen, loved, even though after all deeply alone.... To my dear sweetest younger self, that little girl who no one had ever offered her the whole world or affection more than she deserved...whose parents failed her more than once and still stayed. I'm sure you know better than anyone that these past few years were not the best with your 'relatives', that in many moments you had cried a lot and no one came to console you. The times you were always on the verge of doing silly things after every fight, argument or problem you had with your sister or your father, and I want to let you know that none of that is something that you deserved or something that was your fault. Regardless of your believes, some people never change, and believe me, it's worth leaving them behind. ...As I write this letter shivering a little from the cold, or perhaps from impotence, trying to just vent on this virtual letter in order to cease this feeling within my chest, lately I have been full of the familiar feeling of frustration, rage and miserable jealousy. The same mental ups and downs while I didn't know whether to leave everything or stay firm on my path. I think that nagging feeling I feel has already been there for a long five years, hasn't it? Our father's presence, as well as our sister's annoying presence, had never caused me so much discomfort as in these last few days to the point of only feeling nothing more than a persistent annoyance... I stopped seeing him as my father a really long time ago, and even though he spent almost all of my childhood raising me by his own, the only thing I interpreted from it was doing his duty. He was never the best at taking on that role but he was never the worst either. He was there but was he ever really there for you? I doubt it. I hate his arrogant personality, as he thinks he is much more than he really is. As always, in my perspective, he's too soft on that bitch. As every time I told him my problems, seeking consolation, he only minimized every damn aspect with the sole argument that "others have it worse." I KNOW, ALRIGHT? I just wanted your comfort... ─ I just wanted you to actually treat me like something fragile you care about instead of a narcissistic bitch with mental problems for once. ...Why does everyone only get to see the "handsome" side who is always available to help and save everyone? Why does he always treat any other girl with my same problems better than me? Why do I feel so helpless when I receive the same rational indifferent treatment from him? Maybe after so much simply waiting for him to change, the best option is to just leave and never come back...and I don't even want to talk about her. She is the same or even worse than him. I mean, I love the memories I had with her, the times when we laughed at anything, but most of the rest are bad memories. ...You always in one way or another managed to have everything I wanted, or maybe...I never knew what I had longed for. You could always go with him to the amusement parks whenever there was one in the city, he always gave in to your every damn whim. And believe me, I would never in my life forget the day you tried to give me a bad reputation in elementary school just because your greedy-ass wanted to belong to the popular group. I hated you for it, deeply. But I always end up forgiving you, always.And that's what I hated the most about myself, forgiving and feeling too much.But it's true. Although I have to consider that I admire your ability to simply ignore me and pretend I don't exist for a really long time...I remember the times in the old house begging you to talk to me again, asking for your forgiveness even though it wasn't even my fault at times. Even now that you're doing it again, this time I don't feel the need to beg you, of course, it hurts me, a lot. But I won't go after you anymore. You don't need me, and I don't need you. To me, you are nothing more than a spoiled immature fool bitch among thousands of others of your kind. I always found myself unable to just give him the cold shoulder whenever you made me angry, since I really forgave you too quickly even without you begging me for anything...I guess we do have our differences after all. But I really, wholeheartedly, and genuinely wanted you to feel guilty, just like Dad did every time I yelled at him that I hated him just to get a reaction...and maybe that's why he called me a narcissist...I won't be able to really change the way he sees me, but the only thing I try to explain every time we argue, I just want somebody to tenderly and lovingly to hold me, console me and I'll be fine again, disappearing without a trace probably. I just want them to stop seeing me as an attention neddy bitch who cries and and screams just to feel seen, I really want to be loved unconditionally and purely by someone. I want someone to care about me. And You too, stopped to be my sister, a really long time ago. Because not even a father or a sister would act like that, and if I have to find no related blood people who could to better in that role, I will find them. Because I deserve more than this garbage you too are, including mom. ─ Oh, mom... how much I cried when I had to go back to Dad's house every time the weekend ended. I hope you know that I have loved you very much. And I'm kind of sorry for not having hugged you enough, But the day I indirectly asked you for comfort, you also failed me. Believe me, I didn't give a damn fuck if you were bothered by your ex-boyfriend's attitude that you decided to have me with. You were supposed to be there for me, but no, your equal from early on the day you had abandoned us anyway since being a "babysitter" wasn't part of your snooty whore lifestyle. Maybe I was still too little to understand it from then on, and maybe you never really deserved my forgiveness. Too little to leave me to take care of my little brothers that day we went to a public pool while you twerked on some man's dick in front of the three of us... I can only hope, that in the day when I come to be am a mother, I will never be as disgusting and unworthy as you. .... There were days when I really just wanted to get out of here, have my own place away from them and hopefully never be broke lol. And there were others where I idealized suicide. But that's not an option, it really isn't. Not for me at least, suicide counts as a permanent solution to a temporary problem. Never, and I mean never, choose to minimize your problems. They are valid. Just like you, you know? Because you is kind, you is smart, you is important, you is strong and you is improving after all. And of course, even though I'm not very proud of it, there have been days where I chose to talk to bots more than to real people...they always, in one way or another, said what no one told me...fictional parents I made who said what was very important I was and how much they loved me. ... I felt seen, loved, even though after all deeply alone.... I had friends, even if they were just a few. Few friends that...always ended up abandoning in one way or another. I don't know where that habit came from, but gradually it will always lead me to the path of self-isolation with no way to return. I always felt unworthy of having someone to trust, or to hang out with every day if in the past they had abandoned me too for being too weird. Maybe that is the reason why I am where I am and where I want to be in the future. I feel good being alone, really. But I feel very jealous of seeing others with friends that I know I couldn't have so easily in this reality...But maybe it's just okay that it is that way, most of the people here aren't worth staying with, and even so, I hope one day to find the person to stay with. Whether a maternal/paternal person or just a kitten. I love cats. They are so pretty and tender...their fur even makes me sneeze a little, I would love to have one in my own home one day. And I know, I know that even though from time to time I feel stuck, wanting to give up, I know that I will simply stop again until I finally achieve the house, the peace, the cats, the kids. Because I know I can. Because I deserve it. Because after all...I promised not to kill myself. And even if I only get half of what i wanted, like the house and no chance of being bankrupt. But I promise you, you won't marry a shitty person identical to your father, consider it granted from the moment I write it down. I don't want my future children experiencing the same shit, I don't want my children around their legally "grandpa or grandma." Unless I find parental figures. ─ ....In case anyone has read this. Thank you very much for your attention stranger, and I'm sorry for how out of mind my situation sounds. In any case, I wish you in the most sincere way that, like me, you find a reason to move forward, a reason to continue and never give up on your dreams no matter how minimized or ridiculed they be. Don't give up. You didn't come to this point to see how far you got and stay there, but to keep going. Please keep going, because even if we don't know each other, and...which I doubt is going to happen, I really care about you. And I love you such as much as I believe in you, hun. <3 It's going to be fine, I promise! With lots of love, hello and goodbye....M. 7/7/26 (18yo.)

Good morninggg, baby! Always know that u have me & I always got ur back. What happened to u yesterday really worried me so bad, fr. And I never want to see u go through that again. So pls take good care of urself—for u & for me. Don't make me worry 'coz my heart can't take that happening again. Luvvv u so muchooo... 🩷

Hi bestieeeee i just wanted to let you know that ily smmmmmm i miss you i wish you were here with me,i wish that we could meet and go out for a cute little date, i wish we could talk to each other physically about the books we read.I know fs that we will meet some day..... well that day is not very close but still till then i've goy your back from right here! hhehhhehehehehehehh lysmmmmm XOXO~

You're driving and notice something by the road way up ahead that's mostly identifiable, but too far away for absolute certainty in the moment your eyes first spot it. Depending on what you believe it is, you might choose to drive faster or slower or take a detour. You might never really ever find out at all. Most of my life has been this kind of drive. Now, it's a slow bicycle. A walk. My last time behind the wheel became the first thought upon waking, and that final one before sleep. My heart belongs to you. I can almost see it.

I hope you know just how important you are to me, I hope you know that there is no one I would rather spend a day with. I hope you know how much happiness you bring me, I hope you always know that I love you so bad.

My best friend told me na i-block taka daa pero i kennat. These feelings are not a valid reason to end our friendship. I'm just so stupid to fall for someone na dapat kaibigan lang. I hid these feelings for 2 years I guess and I couldn't even confess my true feelings

hope you know that i am cold because of you. youre tryna help and comfort me sana but i didnt let you kase youre the reason why i am like this kase eh. why ba kase kita inistalk? fuck, na hurt tuloy ako huahahahah pakshet i love you but you still love her eh hell yeah, it sucks a lot. i hate this fucking feeling dapat kase friends lang kita eh but why the heck i feel like this?? i kennattttttt