Love... I always though I knew the meaning of the word. But time and experiences showed me how much of a stranger I am to the concept. I mistake attention for love, empty promises for truths, and yet I am the one hurting every time. I put feelings into the wrong people and yet I hate no one. The only thing people lose by hurting me is my respect and the way I see then turns distorted. I can only take so much until I break and see people for who they trully are. I can only take so much until I die inside, again, and again, and again.... until there is nothing left of me. And yet I know love didn't distroyed me, people did but through them the word gained a new meaning, a painful one.
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Thoughts and feelings
RandomWelcome to my notes app where I write down my feelings amd thoughts *maybe there are some experiences as well or just advices* I hope this book can make people feel seen and heard and hopefully if you find yourself in these situations you might feel...
