Okay so I know this may sound weird but I am really thankful for my past loves.
No seriously. (Stop laughing and/or giving me the side eye.)
I was tweeting yesterday about understanding your personal love language. Your love language (by my definition) is the way you show love. It can also be the way you best receive love.
I have found that the most clear way that I show love is by devoting time…
So, I have found the need to write myself out of this depressed state that I am in.
Of course you wonder… “Why so depressed? Don’t you realize how blessed you are compared to others?”
Blah Blah Blah
Yes, I realized that I am an extremely blessed woman. I have a million things to be thankful/grateful for.
That doesn’t change the fact that I suffer from clinical depression and generalized anxiety…
The hard part about breakups is realizing who gets custody of the “friends”.
Seriously, this is incredibly tricky when couples run in the same circles. It often makes me wary about even dating someone who runs in the same circle as me. Why add more drama to an already uncomfortable situation?
Their friends were always their friends and only became your friend because you were dating them.
See this is why fucks cannot be given
You give one and they want them all
They want them how they want them
When they want them
Heaven forbid the turtle move too slowly for them
All fucks should be given immediately
This is why fucks cannot be given
Because then when you try to tell them water is wet
They look at you like you are crazy
Tell them fire is hot
They look at you like you’re the one…