So I've been super super anxious lately. Started a new job, went back to school after summer break. And now I'm not eating. Less in a purposeful way, but more in a im not hungry and I don't know what to do about it way. I need help. But I have no idea what to do. I can't go to inpatient hospitalization because I'll probably lose my job. And I can't miss school. But everything is getting so difficult. And I'm so lost and so confused. If you have any advice, please share. I could really use it.
I don't think you understand when I say you broke my heart. No, no, no. You took a hammer to my heart and ground it into dust, until the only thing left was for the wind to blow it away. I don't believe in love anymore. There's no truth in that statement. "I loved a boy who didn't love me back" sounds tragic. But "I loved a boy who pretended to love me back" is even worse. Tears were wasted on an empty corpse, walking through the streets, telling me I'm beautiful, that I'm funny, that any guy would be lucky to have me. You say you keep your distance from people, but I think it's more of the fact that you don't want to rely on anyone when you're in trouble. You don't want your heart to hurt when someone dies. You don't want your thoughts to race when you don't know where she is or if she's safe. You'd rather pretend that everything's okay and then wait for the explosion. But while debris is raining down and blood is staining your clothes and the only sounds you hear are screams and the ringing in your ears, you'll still be able to smile. Because you didn't give a fuck about the victim. "Victim? I didn't even know her name..."
Melissa Rose
The first warning sign was when you went from texting me every second of every day to barely once a day. The second warning sign was when you broke up with me because you "couldn't handle my mental illness". The third warning sign was when you only invited me over to spend the night because you knew I would have sex with you. The fourth warning sign was when you moved away and said you couldn't take time off to come see me, so I flew out there for my birthday to see you and you didn't even bat an eye about the $500 I dropped, when you knew I spent everything I had in savings just to come there. Then proceeded to take a week off to visit your friend in Chicago...without telling me. The fifth warning sign was when you wanted to get back together with me when you said "it seems like you're getting better". The sixth warning sign was when you decided that you really didn't want to get back together because I was "too sick" and you couldn't take the time to comfort me. The seventh warning sign was when you moved back home and didn't say a word to me about it. The eighth warning sign was when I'd text you and you'd never reply, even when you knew I needed you. The eighth warning sign was when I told you that I didn't want to be friends because I thought I was going to kill myself and didn't want him to be sad about it. You ignored me. What if I had killed myself? The ninth warning sign was when you texted me days later asking if I "felt better" and when I called you out on ignoring me during an extremely important time of need and told you I didn't want you in my life, you said "ok". The tenth warning sign was when you blocked me on all forms of social media after I unfriended you on Facebook. Kind of sad that it took ten horrible things to make me realize what a toxic person you were. I hope you're happy. I hope you find a girl you actually want to spend time with, whose normal and enjoys being ignored. Who has never experienced immense pain, doesn't know what the real world is like. Because she only exists in the fictional world. I hope you remain unhappy just so you can realize how shitty you are as a person and really sit down and think about what you've done. Because while to you, you just lost a friend, someone down to fuck, someone to talk to when you're bored; to me, I lost my heart, my trust, over 2 years of my life that I will never get back.
Melissa Rose
Can we just talk about this lovely relationship that is YOONSEOK.
We have Min Yoongi AKA SUGA “i don’t give a shit, I dont give a fuck” who is so damn soft for Hoseok it’s not even funny. Okae so yes, Yoongi is far from an apathetic or uncaring person (he’s secretly a cheeseball) but he is straight forward, maybe even rather brash sometimes. Yoongi is a softie for his dongsaengs, and it’s really pretty obvious.
I could seriously go on a rant about Yoongi really, but let’s bring it back to the main point.
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Today I attempted my very first fast. I made it to 21 hours! I'm very proud of myself! Tomorrow I'll try for the full 24 and progress from there 👍
Namjoon didn’t go solo
Jin ignored SM’s street-cast
Yoongi saw BH’s flyer
Hobi didn’t quit
Jimin made it to the lineup
Taehyung went with his friend to the audition
Jungkook saw Namjoon and decided to join BigHit
BTS never gave up
WHAT A RELIEF THEY ARE 7, THAT THEY ARE TOGETHER
AND THAT THEY GOT EACH OTHER
Cr text twt post: https://twitter.com/3shells1991/status/1074110966269243393
SING IT SUGA SING IT😭❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
IM SORRY for not posting yesterday 😢
I think the hardest part is convincing yourself that you are not hungry.
It's a systematic shutdown. You will fail that test. You have no memory. You will forget that speech. Forget how to get to work. And when finally there, you will break down harder than you have ever imagined. Why are my hands shaking when my mind is so still? How can I peel back each layer of skin on my fingertips and still see God? My ghost is very gifted. However, I am not. Let me sink into this chair, the floor, the bed. Whatever holds me still and forget I ever had a name, even something as trivial as a life. When moss grows on trees people do not remark on its tentativeness, it's parasitic nature. It's ugly color. They say 'this shows me the way and covers the dead trees in life'. So when I'm screaming louder than my lungs have ever screamed and my fists make contact with my head, there is no loudness in my heart. My heart wants to die like the rest of me. But my mind hovers over my body like Brutus over Caesar and triumphs in its take over. The lion once waiting with bated breath, now cowers in hopes that maybe death will be kind and sweet. But I am now being lowered into the ground. Finding that glorious cage of health and happiness. It slips away from me every once and awhile. It hides itself, in hopes of teaching me a lesson. But this time, I'm not sure if we'll ever see each other again.
Melissa Rose
THE INCREDIBLE BODY ROLLS AT MIC DROP REMIX
TAEHYUNG SHOWING HIS BACK
JUNGKOOK FLOATING IN THE AIR
JIMIN AND JHOPE’S DANCES
THAT KEPT GETTING NOTHING BUT BETTER THROUGH THE YEARS
THE LEGENDARY STAGE WHERE JIMIN RIPPED HIS SHIRT
MAMA IS V BEING AT THE TOILET AND RUNNING TO SEE GALLANT (little does he know in the future gallant will cover his song Singularity)
MAMA IS ALSO V RUNNING FROM THE TOILET TO SEE JOHN LEGEND (Little does he know he will not only meet him later but sign his love yourself album to him)
MAMA IS WHEN WE REALIZED JUNGKOOK HAS A BIG HEART
MAMA IS THE INTERACTIONS BEWTWEEN THE ARTISTS
THE SHOCKED FACES OF A FIRST WIN
MAMA IS THE TEARS OF HARDSHIPS
MAMA IS THE TEARS OF JOY
MAMA IS THE EMOTIONS OF A UNITED TEAM …
GETTING TOGETHER FOR A HUG TO CELEBRATE A WIN
MAMA IS EVERY MEMBER OF BTS GIVING HIS ALL FOR A PERFECT STAGE THAT WILL BECOME A WONDROUS MEMORY. MAMA IS THIS AND MORE.
I write my own poetry and fiction novels! I also love K-Pop, dancing, anime and sleeping 💙
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