Name's Skye, I have a dream to be a famous singer/songwriter. I plan to post my personal poems and covers of songs on here as well as a few videos of randomness. :))
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If what i am feeling or i have ever feel about this person is love , is my really first love , then i want 2 things : 1. The hope that he wasn't my first love ( because he take me out of his life so easily ) 2. The hope to forget how much i care about him , to forget how he was making me feel , cause it's not important anymore , it's just something holding me back in my life I HATE HIM , BECAUSE HE IS IN MY MIND AFTER ALL THESE AND I CAN'T GET RID OF THE THOUGHTS OF HIM !
I still dont know whats happening. Is this an AI? Hinata ? Katie? A teacher ? An enemy ? A friend ? Love shouldnt be confusing. Love should NEVER be confusing
Wala ko yaman na ka tulad mo indi kita kayang sabayan please ulmalis kana na kiki usap ko sau gus2 na kita ka limutan umalis kana na kiki usap ko sau ayoko ayoko na tang ina buhay to umalis kana parang awa muna umalis kana para ma wala kana sa isip ko
Wala ko yaman na ka tulad mo indi kita kayang sabayan please ulmalis kana na kiki usap ko sau gus2 na kita ka limutan umalis kana na kiki usap ko sau ayoko ayoko na tang ina buhay to umalis kana parang awa muna umalis kana para ma wala kana sa isip ko
Wala ko yaman na ka tulad mo indi kita kayang sabayan please ulmalis kana na kiki usap ko sau gus2 na kita ka limutan umalis kana na kiki usap ko sau ayoko ayoko na tang ina buhay to umalis kana parang awa muna umalis kana para ma wala kana sa isip ko
Umalis kana ma irap lang ko wag ko pag laruhan mo na kiki usap ko sau 4 na beses na ayoko sinu ngaling ka sinu ngaling umalis ka nalang please lang 😢 umalis kana pagod lalo na sau
I like to crack jokes. I never meant to hurt peoples' feelings. I was hurt because of the girl who I helped for her breakup turned against me. I was mad I had to sacrifice my time for her. I am sorry if I hurt you. Look for a bf thank you.
Revenge over 1 person only but I dont hate him anymore. I'm just minding my own business. I felt so betrayed by him. I am an idiot for trusting everyone in the group. I wanted to stay there.
Maybe the compliments were real. It was filled with venom. I never thought to do this to u was such a bad thing. Guys go for heartbreaks a lot too so I am sorry for breaking your heart I didnt know u had so much feelings for me. I always considered u as a cousin
I dont understand why I would hate u? Thats not logical at all. Look for another bf will you? I doubt I am getting angry over this. I definitely care for u as a cousin. I did love u because u are the first girl I caught feelings but Its not possible for this to happen we're both cousins and youre underage. Idk what to say but I definitely cared for u as a cousin. Look for a bf pls your university is full of boys. Why am I in your mind? Then sorry for hurting your feelings but idk why u said u enjoyed it. I'm slow
The thing about treasure the memories was what I learned from a girl called Emily. I wanted to kms because I was constantly given the silent treatment for the people I cared for. I was couldnt control my emotions I am stupid for tryna make people change their minds. I am sorry you got hurt in the process. Look for a bf so that this feeling of love fade away
The thing is I am very tired. I became cold because I dated a masculine woman. I never felt love for her but I kept trying to deal with her and fix her. Her negative energy made me the way I am today. I am sorry if you felt distant... I am sorry. I barely chat with people because I dont have energy for it. It went downhill because I chose the wrong one. I am sorry I swear I am sorry. I always reacted to your stories because I cared for u.
I care about my cousin from canada. When I spoke with u I was still wondering what i did wrong, pondering over and over. I definitely care for you. Ig meeting the girl ruined my life And I am also stupid. You cant change people minds and its ok. I take full responsibity of my actions. It was very impulsive. I'm sorry if I hurt your reputation cus were cousin
I said memory cus the Emily girl taught me to treasure the memories. She actually helped me a lot when we had the friend group together. I'm grateful towards her tho I know what she did at the end. My old self 🫠
People keep saying that love isn't true love if it doesn't come back and I'm starting to really doubt it. It's been months and I can't shake the feeling that I missed something in the way she rejected me. We used to be such good friends and now she doesn't even look at me. How can somebody say what I had isn't true love? I did truly love her, I loved her more than anything. I would have given up everything just to see her smile. I don't usually share things like this, infact I don't share anything at all. But this has gotten way too out of hand, I can't shake the feeling that I'm not the only one out of the two of us hurting.
4 years ago, I broke up with my fiancee after 10 years together, to be more precise, in the last 2 months before the breakup, she started using drugs every day, and only hanging out with such people... and then she started insulting me, by telling me that im worthless in general as a man, belittling, underestimating... of course , I tried to reason with her and explain that this kind of society, drug use and general behavior is not in accordance with her age... nothing that I told her fell on fertile ground with her... one day, I wanted to make myself a coffee, I opened the fridge and realized we didn't have any milk... I got dressed and told her I was going to the store to get milk, on the way I was thinking about why she treats me like that and should I listen all her insults and generally her bad behavior towards me ... on the way home from the store, I thought about all the bad things she said to me and that I don't need it and I don't want anyone to treat me like that and that I'm going to move out of our shared apartment where we were tenants.. I came home, and asked her if she wanted coffee too, she said yes, I made coffee for both of us and invited her to sit down at the table together because I have something important to tell her... and I told her that I'm moving out of the apartment! she just asked; when!? I hope it will be soon!? I said that tomorrow is the day when the rent has to be paid for next month, after I pay rent i will pack my stuff and then I have to call a friend and ask if he will accept me in his apartment for a while until I find an apartment for myself... after we broke up, and I moved from apartment we communicated for a while by phone, calls or SMS, I told her if she needed any help with anything to send sms or call, and I helped her as much as I could, with finances for a while, because I felt some kind of "moral obligation to help her", that's how I would describe it... after few months, we stopped communicating completely and i announced my plan to go back to my hometown, and i did it... she was informed that im going back to my hometown from our frend from some small talk... next day she came to my friends place where i lived after our break up , ring the doorbell, unfortunately,i was the fool who opened the door... she start yelling at me; how i dare to go to my hometown and she needs to find out it from someone else and not from me, that im a hole, etc... I answered; sorry, but we are not together anymore, it will be almost a year, i dont need to inform you where and with who I'm going ... she put her hand in coat pocket and put out a box, box with ring, with words; you know what's in the box, I don't need it anymore, now you can sell it or just throw it in river, as you wish... after that I moved to my hometown, she called me few times and we spoke about everything, how she's doing and other things, few times she called me and just cries on phone, and it happened again, silence between us, no calls or sms, nothing, just silence... one day, after a long time since we didn't communicate, I didn't know and I wasn't really interested in what was happening in her life, I was convinced that everything was as it should be and that she was fine, I received a phone call from a mutual acquaintance, more precisely, from one of the same people with whom she liked to hang out and do all kind of drugs... hey,im sorry for disturbing you, but, i need to inform you, you know of who I'm talking about, she disappeared and went away, she didn't answer any of our phone calls and/or sms, and no one knows where she is... her best (at the time) friend had a spare key to her apartment, they decided to enter the apartment to check if something had happened to her, medical or drug related sort of condition, when they entered in the apartment it was devastated and all her belongings, all her clothes and shoes were gone, apartment was empty, they only found her identity card and phone on the table... they decided and agreed to inform the police about her disappearance... along with the police, her entire company with which she loved socializing and enjoyed various drugs, searching and tried to find her... after 6 days they found her, when she sees them, she was smiling with words; oh, there you are, how are you... thank God she was alive and well, after that, (they)so called friends, suggested her that for her is best to return home to her parents, because what she is doing is not good, she needs some time to rest in well known place and around well known people, and take better care of herself... after many hours of painstaking negotiations with her about why is good that she needs to go home, hometown and to parents, she finally agreed, but even then the problems did not stop... they collected money and buys her plain ticket, everything vas fine, everyone was happy and smiling, and half an hour before the plane took off, she told her parents that she did not want to go home, that she wanted to go somewhere else... negotiations again, explaining that a one-way ticket had been bought for her, and everything was ready for her to go home... finally, 15 minutes before plane need to get off, she agreed, no one believed she was going home until they saw that she got in the plane... while all this drama lasted, I was in contact with her parents, informing them about all the scenarios and scenes that were happening... the plane finally took off, she was supposed to be in her hometown in 3 hours, her parents were waiting for her at the airport... after 3 hours the plane landed, everyone got off the plane including her... when she saw her parents waiting for her, the drama starts again... yelling and swearing at her parents, calling her parents ugly names, and everyone else who tried to calm her down and reason with her... after several warnings from the airport security to calm down and behave properly, she simply started making even more scenes and problems, attacking the security and parents, insulting everyone who addressed her with any words, she simply did everything bad that one can imagine... the drama at the airport ended with a call to the police who came "just because of her" to the airport, accompanied by an ambulance, doctor and medical staff... the police had to resort to forced arrest, handcuffing , and at the end by tying her to the bed of a hospital vehicle with the help of the police and medical staff, police escorted them to the hospital, where she ended up undergoing psychiatric treatment for 2 and a half months after being examined by a psychiatrist... and that's the last I know of her... I was writing letters like you, after all, i need to ask myself, WHY!!
DO YOU REALLY CARE ABOUT MANS THAT WERE SEXUAL ABUSE VICTUMS. I AM 60 -NEOROLOGIC INVALID - NOT WITH WHEELCHAIR- LIVE IN NORTH OF ISRAEL GET SURGERY IN TEL AVIV NEOROLOGICAL UNIT. I HAVE ALSO PSORIASIS AND MANIA DIPRESSION. DID WE EVER TALK ABOUT IT. YOU NEVER SAW ME CRY. I DO NOT EVEN HAVE ONE PICTURE OF MY TEENAGER TIME. DO YOU REALY UNDERSTAND LIVER INJECTION, I.V.I.G- HEAD INJURY AS TEENAGER MY PAIN I SUFFER ALONE/ AND YOU KNOW WHAT -I AM A POETRY WRITER AT THE ISRAEL WRITERS ASSOSIATION I WROTE IN LITERATURE MAGAZINE AGAINST VIOLENCE OF WOMAN, AGAINST WOMAN RAPE, AND ABOUT BREAST CANCER OF WOMAN- THERE IS NO REPLAY AT ALL. ADI SHIMON ALON- ELKELES -HAIFA -ISRAEL FOR DETAILS- POETRY PLACE- HAIFA -ISRAEL 01.07.2024
