Be Carful When It Comes To Men
So many memories So sad All the moments I wasted and had, It's been two years and I'm finally strong It's been two years and its time to move on Loving him was a mission and a half Loving him was...
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So many memories So sad All the moments I wasted and had, It's been two years and I'm finally strong It's been two years and its time to move on Loving him was a mission and a half Loving him was...
"Eva I had sex with brandy and she is so much hotter then you so I'm braking up with you sorry" Matt said in his I'm so annoyed with you voice.
can't shake it. can't make it. nothing's keeping me here. you're so trusting. you let me come and go as I please. but this isn't love. love keeps you begging. love keeps you dreading.
I still think about Breezy. That's mostly because she's in my English class...but even when she's not right across the room, her memory creeps into my mind. I think of her long blonde hair...
It was faith or maybe just my addiction tocigarettes. For one cigarette I met him . The father of my son Will. I never thought that one moment would change my life but it did .
He wears a false smile to hide the hurt. He fakes a laugh to shield a shallow blow. He spends most of his time thinking about it thinking about hurting himself.
'Slow down your moving too fast'. 'Come girl it will be a blast'. 'No I said stop'. 'Ah for fucksake you've made it flop'. 'I'm sorry baby one day soon'. 'Just get the fuck out of my room'.
Takes any boy that glances her way. Clutches tight in hopes he'll stay. Stays up on the phone with him. 'Til the velvety sky grows a morning-time dim. She writes love letters and lengthy poetry.
The second step seemed easier than the first, the cuts on my heart now modest. I didn't think to stop and breathe, your head high as you watched with a grin.
I await on a bench for his arrival. I look around and busy myself with my phone to see if he texted. Finally I see him walk up to me.
The first step is the hardest, linking again across shattered glass. With a wariness of words, we fell into a familiar routine. A thing which was at first amazing, feels boring and crass.
When you don't want me. I'll be right there. I'll always help you. When things are too much to bear. When you're crying. My shoulder is yours. And I will always help.
Please look in my eyes as I say this, So you can see and hear the sincerity of my words, for they are not lies. And what I say is; One act of kindness towards me won't change your mistakes.
He was a sleeping sickness In my soul, A gentle slow rot In my bones, Insidious poison, Venomous love, Spreading, infecting, Amputation was Necessary to save me; You ripped out The infection Before...
He was nobody; a boy. He was somebody; to her. Hair clung to her face. Wet cheeks from the rain. Or was it from tears. She loved him so. He healed her heart. To heal her fear. Cost a hefty price.
6 blissful months together Cause I don't have the time 7 hellish months apart And I don't have the patience Truer words never spoken What do you take me for.
A lyric I wrote when I was such a mess and in abusive relationship #cutter #death #lost #abandoned #alcohol #razor #pills #drugs ------------------------- Baby, since you've been gone The night seem...
I knew he wasn't in love with you But I didn't want to tell you I didn't want you to think I was just like your friend who hated him Or your best friend who you said was jealous with the words he...
I walk through a silent hallway. Everyone's eyes averting mine as tears streak down my face. But Only he looks up, only he rushes towards me and spins me to face him.
Show your love. Reel me in. Don't make it end. Let it begin. Pick me up. Throw me away. Just like trash. But it's okay. It strangles me. Your golden hair. I cannot breathe. I get no air.
It's hard to close my eyes, when all I know is you. Your face, your scent, your ways- they haunt me, while you taunt me. I found a home in your presence— A sense of security and warmth.
Shane ushered me out of the bedroom where the dead man lay. I shivered and Shane wrapped his arms around me. I looked up at him. "Shane, I can't do this anymore if you won't tell me why".
Once she was so mad at him that she slammed the door shut hard enough for the windowpane to break And the glass shattering on the sidewalk sounded like a summary of his entire life Once he was so...
I don't need your love. I don't need you very much. I just want you right now. I want your touch. you don't have to love me. you don't have to care. just let me have you. I'm willing to share.