I gave up so much of my life for someone who never deserved it. I started so young. I was in 8th grade when I first noticed you. I knew you were different from me, yet it didn't matter. You caught my eye and I couldn't ask for more. You soon began to notice me as well. We talked and talked until that one day where you grew the courage to ask me out. I had a grin that spread from each side of my cheeks. I remember being so happy and so naive. Three months later you were different. I used all my might to let you go in fear that I was holding you back. You left with what it seems no problem. Only later did I find out that you had cheated on me. Regret tore you apart and you found your way back to me. As... [Read More]
Tags: Hurt, Love, Cheated, Unloved, Sad, HeartbrokenAs I sit here, I'm still in shock about everything. It's taking every ounce of strength out of me to type this, and talking about it will take a lot out of me emotionally. First, I suppose I should tell a bit about myself. My name is Sabrina, and I am currently a freshman in high school, soon to be a sophomore. I love animals, art, and am a singer. I have long blonde hair and hazel eyes. His name is Gary. He is a year above me, so he's going to be a junior. He is about the sweetest person I know. Everything about him makes me fall for him. His big brown eyes, his voice, his warm skin, even his scent. He's one of those remarkable people that love all, even those who bully him, just because he's a little different. I don't know for sure that he's... [Read More]
Tags: Love, Hurt, Heartbroken, Suicide, Missing, Alone, SadI fell in love with this guy, He's 21 and I'm 18. Every time we got together I fell more and more in love with him. We would text each other everyday. While I was on vacation in Oklahoma, that was when I started to fall for him. He was the only guy I felt completely safe with. In his arms, when he holds me I felt so content. When other boys would hug me, I never felt that way. He knew how to make me laugh and how to make me smile. we slept together, not in a sexual way. We just cuddled next to each other, and fell asleep. One day after I slept at his house. He was gonna go shopping with this girl AKA his best friend. He told me things like I would be the first girl he would take on a date, how I'm... [Read More]
Tags: Sad, True Story, Heartbroken, Pain, Breakup, Alone, Tears, Betrayal, Sorrow, Memories, Hope, Hurt, Depression, UnIf you listen to me speak, you'll never hear me say 'my home'. You won't hear me say that. You'll always hear me say my house. Home is where you feel most comfortable. House is where you live. I feel most comfortable in my tae-kwon-do studio, so I call that my home. My house, I get screamed, yelled at. All the blame is pushed upon me. It's always my fault. No one cares when I break down. I've learned to control that. I've learned to fake a smile, pretend I'm happy. Everywhere. then at night I sob about my depression into my stuffed pikachu. Sad? Yeah, it's pitiful, especially for a girl who acts so strong, like nothing fazes me. I feel sad and angry and depressed. But no, I can't tell my parents. They'll shrug it off, or yell at me for being too sensitive. yes, my parents. Mother... [Read More]
Tags: Hurt, Death, Depressed, Pain, Alone, Suffering, SadIsn't it funny how people think they know you? They think they know every single thing about you and your feelings. How it will effect you, how you'll feel after they say it to you. They don't realize what they're doing to you. It's almost funny, but not quite. Everybody says how girls are vicious and mean, and it's true. I once read in a book that women have their trays of sharp pointy tools, like at the dentist office. But I have a better analogy. It's like getting stabbed in the heart with a knife. Only it doesn't hit the heart right away. It gets deeper every day by milimeters. The blood that pours out are the tears that are emptied into the pillow late at night when no one's listening. The deeper it goes, the more you start to think about killing yourself. Once it reaches the heart,... [Read More]
Tags: Love, Hate, Never, Forget, Pain, Sorrow, Hurt, Killing, Crush, Hopeless, SadnessHi please read this story, it's a bit long but when you read it I know you can relate with it..The story starts during our first year High School day. It was our first day of class during first year high school day when I first met him, I keep on staring at him and I never saw him glance at me even once. Everyday in our high school days was fun and exciting for me, there was a time when our teacher assigned us to our permanent sitting arrangement, He was on my side and I was on his side too. He smiled at me and talked to me, he keeps on saying things that I never knew he will share it with me, we laugh together as if we were the only person inside the classroom, honestly, I never expected that to happen. As day goes by the... [Read More]
Tags: Love, Friendship, Heartbroken, Hurt, SadnessAll this time, years apart ..I've missed his smile, the way he used to make me laugh just by being there, the way he made me fall in love with him without a single effort this is the only thing he was good at. Circumstances were tough and I could't be with him but also couldn't forget him. I've tried so many times but can't get him out of my mind cause every single detail in my daily life reminds me of him. Sometimes I pretend being assertive and try to move on with my life but in vain. He has never told me he loved me but somehow my love for him grows everyday.. I always wonder what he is doing? who is he with? does he even miss me? these questions are killing me , his absence is killing me but I just can't call him and say... [Read More]
Tags: Sad, Lonely, Missing, Hurt, Breakup, Heartbroken, Sadness, Alone"Lily, its time for bed"My mother yelled up the stairs as I walked out from the bathroom. "Ok, I'm going to brush my hair then I am going to bed" I unwraped the towel from my head and let free my long blonde wavy hair. "Ok, night honey" I walked into my dim lighted room and closed the door and turned on my desk lamp and started with my hair as I listened to my favourite song. I placed my newly bought hair brush on the desk and went to my closet and changed into a pair of sweats and a tank top. I walked to my mirror and looked at myself and sighed. The more I try to lose the weigh the more I gain it. I ran my hands from my collar bone to my hips and let out a tear and I lifted my top to revel... [Read More]
Tags: Self Harm, Sad, Hurt, CuttingIt all started during my second year of high school, I started dating my good friend, Nicolas. Nicolas was a very quiet person, but certain topics could make him talk non stop. I liked that about him. He didn't smile much, but whenever I was with him, he’d show me his adorable smile, I’d feel like hugging him tightly from his cuteness. I wasn't quite sure how we ended up together, we’re complete opposite, in our taste in Music, Style, Personality.. But maybe, just maybe, that’s what made us come together? ..I’m still not sure why I love Nicolas. The first time I met Nicolas was in the last year of middle school, he used to sit on the first bench on the right with John, while I used to sit in the middle row in the second bench with my friend Nora. That’s when I noticed, Nicolas used to... [Read More]
Tags: Sad, True Story, Cry, Depression, Love, Confused, Unloved, Heartbroken, HurtMy story is not different than other girls.. The girl is falling in love as the guy is not interested by her. Well i will tell you my story.... : First i have to say i'm Canadian and my love is Scottish. I'm 14 and he's 18. His name is Calum. When i first met him on a game i was kinda depressed because i thought no one loved me and i was having problems in my family. We started to talk every day, we couldn't get a day without talking to each others. It was true love (for me). We hang out together for over 3 months. I never had been that happy of my life. Even my parents had noticed that something had changed. He was my everything and we were always writing love note for each others. When i started to do poems in English for him... [Read More]
Tags: Heartbreak, Hurt, Memories, Breakup, Unloved