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Some say it is better to have loved and lost, rather than never having loved at all. I strongly disagree. Heartbreak leads people to become bitter, selfish beings. I gave my all to one person for almost a year, and that is where I thought I belonged. Now, I am being completely erased from his life. Regardless of attempts to mend relations, nothing will ever be the same; nothing will ever be fixed. I am not the same person I was a month ago, and I fear I'll continue to change into a worse person. I sit around dwelling on the happiness of the past, ignoring any chance of fixing my devastated state. It's selfish of me, and I have no one to blame but myself for my bitterness. My whole world feels different, and it's pathetic how I'm letting heartbreak get the best of me.
I'm not pretty and I'll never be good enough. I was never good enough for anyone, and not even good enough for someone who loved me. I'm destined to be thrown out after I've served my purpose...again and again. There's nothing left in a life that's lived like that; it's pathetic. Ending everything would be the easy way out though. There's no point in that either.
The concept of love is stupid. People find a mate, develop feelings, and either stay or don't stay with their decision. Love can either make or break people, and in both our cases it was broken. Sometimes people can't abandon their feelings, and no matter how much another lover tries to seem important, sometimes I guess you can't forget what you had originally lost. I've tried so hard to forget about it myself; tried to focus on other things; other people. You cover it up with a strong front, but then the heartbreak takes over. I try to hope I can be the better person and learn to give my all for another person, but what's the point? People live for themselves.
The only person you can rely on is yourself. People are fickle, and so are feelings. Emotions make life interesting, and I have lost all sense of heart. I feel sadness, but it's more of a nothingness. I feel all my emotions, yet they all feel empty. Things that used to mean everything to me are dull. I wake up in the morning and could care less what I do during the day.
I don't like the person I'm turning into; I can't stop it. I may wind up alone, but it's alright. It'll only prove how much I'm worth even more so. The person I was will just be thrown away regardless.
I'm not pretty and I'll never be good enough. I was never good enough for anyone, and not even good enough for someone who loved me. I'm destined to be thrown out after I've served my purpose...again and again. There's nothing left in a life that's lived like that; it's pathetic. Ending everything would be the easy way out though. There's no point in that either.
The concept of love is stupid. People find a mate, develop feelings, and either stay or don't stay with their decision. Love can either make or break people, and in both our cases it was broken. Sometimes people can't abandon their feelings, and no matter how much another lover tries to seem important, sometimes I guess you can't forget what you had originally lost. I've tried so hard to forget about it myself; tried to focus on other things; other people. You cover it up with a strong front, but then the heartbreak takes over. I try to hope I can be the better person and learn to give my all for another person, but what's the point? People live for themselves.
The only person you can rely on is yourself. People are fickle, and so are feelings. Emotions make life interesting, and I have lost all sense of heart. I feel sadness, but it's more of a nothingness. I feel all my emotions, yet they all feel empty. Things that used to mean everything to me are dull. I wake up in the morning and could care less what I do during the day.
I don't like the person I'm turning into; I can't stop it. I may wind up alone, but it's alright. It'll only prove how much I'm worth even more so. The person I was will just be thrown away regardless.