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please be kind. don’t be the reason someone didn't eat today. don’t be the reason someone hates waking up. don’t be the reason why someone doesn’t join in on a conversation. don’t be the reason why someone hates themselves. trust me, it sticks with them forever
i was left waiting for an explanation that never came, and i learned that sometimes closure isn’t a conversation, it’s accepting that the other person simply chose silence over honesty
you deserve to know. I loved you, I still do; You will forever have part of my heart. I cry for you, ache for you, and retouch our memories that slowly fade away as quickly as you breath. I know I was important to you as you were to me.
I will forever hold our memories and take them out on rainy days to remember the feeling of the love you gave me. I still talk to you, without your knowledge of course.
We all make choices, good or bad; we tend to forget that our choices affect other people too. I'm sorry, I thought I was protecting you.
Forgive me. I know we will never be the same, but I will always feel the same. You're like a song I will forever have on replay, always my favorite. My secret...you deserved to know.
Suicide is not selfish. Suicide is, normally, death caused by the illness of depression. It is the final symptom.
A final collapse under unbearable weight. Suicide is a tragedy. If you have never been close to that edge try not to judge what you can't understand.
tolerating always turns into resentment. at first, you call it patience, then love. but what it really is, is self abandonment. every time you swallow a boundary, excuse a pattern or silence your discomfort, something inside you keeps score. eventually, the bill comes due.
I'll never respect somebody who knows your whole world is on the edge of crashing down, knows exactly what you're going through, and still chooses to do you wrong adding to the chaos instead of helping you find peace.
When someone dies by suicide, people ask:
Why didn’t they talk to someone?
What were they thinking?
How could they do that?
But when someone tries to open up, the world often says:
You’re overreacting.
You’ll be fine.
You’re too sensitive.
That’s life get on with it.
Silencing people in pain and then judging their silence is one of the cruellest things we do as a society.
no one talks about how draining it is when your mood constantly switches between "keep going, it will get better" and "i can't do this anymore, im about to give up." it's like living in emotional whiplash. one hour you're hopeful, the next you're spiraling
i started changing who I was just to keep you. I stopped talking about things that excited me because you seemed uninterested. I began apologizing for having feelings and needs, and I convinced myself that wanting more from you made me difficult.
I stayed even when my gut told me to leave, because I kept hoping the version of you I fell for would come back. I gave you my patience, my understanding, and my energy while slowly losing my own peace in the process. I kept choosing you every day, even when it felt like you were slowly choosing everything else over me.
I ignored the growing emptiness because I didn’t want to believe that I was the only one still holding on. One day you’ll look back and realize how much of myself I gave up just to make things work with you. You’ll remember how I tried to love you without losing myself, and how I stayed soft even when it broke me.
And you’ll understand that what you lost wasn’t just me it was someone who was willing to fight for us even when you had already given up.