Felicita
Felicita
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Roman-Catholic - Feminist - Friend - Hipster - Dreamer - Gymnast - Book Lover - Singer - All or Nothing
She was too quiet
or she was too loud
She took things too seriously
or not seriously at all
She was too sensitive
or too cold-hearted
She hated with every fibre of her being
or loved with every piece of her heart
There was no in-between for her, it was eiter all or nothing
She wanted everything but settled for nothing
You don't ever really let go. though. You don't stop. You don't stop hurting, you don't stop loving. It doesn't go away, you just keep living and eventually things get pushed into the background of your life, so it's not consuming you every day. And then one day you know you're okay. It still hurts. You still miss her. And yeah, you forget the details. The way she smelled, the way she laughed, how her skin felt, the sound of her voice. It's almost like a different life, a different person that loved her, was with her. But on day-to-day level, you know you're okay. Sort of.
Makes sure you won't ever regret things you haven't done. You never know what might happen...
She was too quiet
or she was too loud
She took things too seriously
or not seriously at all
She was too sensitive
or too cold-hearted
She hated with every fibre of her being
or loved with every piece of her heart
There was no in-between for her, it was eiter all or nothing
She wanted everything but settled for nothing
Dear you,
I hate days like today,
when every single thing I see
reminds me of you.
I hate days like today,
when every single song I hear
somehow relates to you.
I hate days like today,
when every single person I meet
somehow looks like you.
I hate days like today,
when every single thing I do
makes me realise how much I miss you.
I hate days like today,
when every single thing I see
reminds me of you.
I hate days like today,
when every single song I hear
somehow relates to you.
I hate days like today,
when every single person I meet
somehow looks like you.
I hate days like today,
when every single thing I do
makes me realise how much I miss you.
You don't ever really let go. though. You don't stop. You don't stop hurting, you don't stop loving. It doesn't go away, you just keep living and eventually things get pushed into the background of your life, so it's not consuming you every day. And then one day you know you're okay. It still hurts. You still miss her. And yeah, you forget the details. The way she smelled, the way she laughed, how her skin felt, the sound of her voice. It's almost like a different life, a different person that loved her, was with her. But on day-to-day level, you know you're okay. Sort of.
Makes sure you won't ever regret things you haven't done. You never know what might happen...
Invest in people who invest in you
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You're so sweet really I love you so much.
1 decennium geledenBut that seems to be the problem, you all love me but I don't even know why you do. I don't get it. I'm not special, not smart, not prettty or nice at all. So I don't even understand why people seem to love me.
How are you?
1 decennium geledenThank you for saying it's good. It's just something I wrote. Could be part of the story. Not sure though. It was just reality written on paper. No wait. That's not true. Almost reality.
Favourite piece of clothes.... Sport shorts and badminton t-shirts. I don't know. I don't really like normal clothes because I feel fat in them.... But I love my sport shorts and the badminton t-shirts I have. And they won't get sweaty. It's weird, hahah.
Yes, I love liquorice! But not the hard honey liquorice version. Ugh, I hate them.
My favourite moment of the day would the late nights (in holidays) where I am having good conversations with people. And my favourite week day is tuesday, because school's always until 14.15h or earlier, and in the evening badminton practise! And I love lazy sundays. Or not, because of the homework I have to do...
Is there a girl living near to you with a twizzy, that small cute car for one or two persons?
What are you going to eat for dinner today?
What are your favourite three songs of Taylor Swift?
I've slept for 13hours or something and I am still tired..
1 decennium geledenMy fam thinks I am faking it so I will lose weight. They don't even believe me when I tell them I am sick. That hurts, really.
And Idk if it will be fine. I am not a person that gives 2nd chances fastly but I keep giving one person chances. I don't even know why. This might sound weird but I've been thinking about it. Maybe what she does to me is good. Hurt me. Maybe I deserve it.. I don't know..
Don't be worried about me sweetie.
I love you too
Uhw. That about your parents is risky. I'm happy they're still together and nothing happened.
1 decennium geledenA few years ago, when my parents were just divorced and my dad's girlfriend wasn't even in the picture yet, I also read my dad's phone a couple of times. Apparently he was having appointments with the woman who used to give me badminton practise. It was so weird.
But, sometimes, like last November, when I had to organise a little 'pepernoten toernooi' with her, for the little ones, I was able to talk to her, about everything really. And she told me that what I was saying about my dad was not really who he was back then.... I'm actually dying to talk to her again, she understands me somehow. But I can't really ask her to talk to me because I have problems. I just can't.
Have I ever been afraid of monsters. Well. Yes. And after some scary movie I still freak out in the dark. I was always afraid there was something in my bedroom who was going to kill me. Not anymore though.
I'm not sure how I found out about One Direction. When WMYB came out I just liked the song, nothing more than that. But some time later I looked up more about them and I really liked them.
I'm not really in the mood to write something. And I don't know why, but somehow I can easily write these high-emotional parts where a lot of things happen. The parts where it's all good and nothing bad happens are so much harder, I can't get it on paper. It's so weird. That's why I am stuck with my story. There are so much ideas but I can't write it somehow. I will send you a part I wrote another time, just go look at your PB's in a minute. I have to look it up for you.
Would you be able to pack a bag and leave, everybody you know staying here? Or wouldn't you be able to do that? Would you miss them too much?
Do you know Hunter Hayes? (Oh how I love him!)
Can you draw?
Hi love!
1 decennium geledenSorry for the late reply I was at the bday.like I told you. I am back home now though. My mom sent me home bc apparently I look like shit haha. Like, pale. Or green maybe. (;
Have fun at the bqq sweetheart!
I'm not sure if everything is back alright now.. Bc one of them, she hurted me so much and Idk the trust is gone. With the ohter one I'm not talking anymore and the other one still seems mad. So yeh I don't really know (;