"I Told You I Loved You 500 Times. I Proved It Too. Over And Over, Every Little Action, I Made Sure It

"I told you I loved you 500 times. I proved it too. Over and over, every little action, I made sure it counted. It took everything out of my heart. I poured it out for you, and then I waited for you to pour yours out for me.

Then you said it.

Those three words.

Right back to me.

I swear I blacked out, but I remember it crystal clear.

As time went by, I saw you with the others. How your smile was brighter, your laugh louder, you genuinely loved everyone and everything. But with me? It all toned down. I shifted you. It felt like you shut me out. But then I realized it. Whether it was you ignoring me or avoiding me, I got the message. And then I felt it. The storm. I cried for weeks. You never noticed.

I loved you.

You said you loved me.

You

Liar. "

- Dreaming of Wolves // Liar

A List of Things That Signal I'm Sad or Feeling Something Very Deeply (But I Won't Ever Tell You-):

- I start being very short with you. Instead of thoughtful sentences, you only get (Oh. Oh cool. Ha. Etc.)

- I start having a very pessimistic drop in my tone

- I start changing the convo

- I start changing the topic to you rather than me

- I take longer to reply

- I use hhhhh a lot

**In irl**

- I avoid your eyes

- My posture drops

- I start fidgeting

- I stay silent

- I rest my head and just look like someone who got stabbed

I don't have a cool or interesting post today. Highschool sucks. I have no one. I'm so incredibly lonely it's not even funny. I got my heart broken for the 2nd time by the same person. It feels like the one millionth time. My heart aches. My eyes want to cry, but nothing will come out. The thing is, it's not his fault either. Maybe I just deserve it. Everything. I'm sorry self. I told you I would be better. But the crying won't stop. I'm sorry. When will this go away? When can I feel like me again? I don't even know who I am anymore. This isn't for attention. This is for myself. I tried comforting me, but instead, I'm falling apart.

This is my theme for today;

I am sick of hearing about shootings and death on the news. I am sick of having to hear about tragedies each day. I am sick of living in a world rooted in fear. I am scared to go to school. I am scared to go home. I am scared to go anywhere. There is no peace for this planet anymore. We need to come together as people. We need to heal those who are hurt. We need to focus on each other. We need to give the world a group hug. I am tired of living in fear. I want peace. And I am going to fight for it.

- dreamingofwolves

Fun Facts About Me (Part One):

- I am most certainly a heartbreaker, but I always feel bad about it

- I wear my heart on my sleeve

- Sometimes if you listen closely, I'm singing

- Catch me walking anywhere and I'm also singing

- I also randomly dance

- I drink a lot of water. A lot.

- I have a scar on my left hand from clawing myself with my own fingernail

- My fingernails are pointed upwards on purpose

- I have an iconic fashion style

- And by that I mean I only wear black, purple, and blue

- I have tiny arms

- I have tiny hands

- I'm really smol

- Smoller than most. It looks kinda unhealthy

- I have an awkward hunch

- My eyes are very intimidating

What To Do If You Catch Me Venting In A Conversation:

- liSTEN.

- Try to calm me down.

- DO NOT say that my emotions/things I am talking about are invalid.

- Put yourself in my shoes and try to see it from my perspective.

- Don't. Leave.

- Try and understand.

* I'll probably tell you sorry the next day or so if I find I'm overreacting. I'll probs just say I'm sorry in general.