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allisonswritings · 2 months

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Thanks

Two years ago when I first spotted you,

I had a feeling I never knew.

When we got together you meant everything. But now when I look back, it all seems fake.

When you said we were friends, I believed it.

I trusted you, and now that trust is broken.

You then told me we were never friends.

That you didn't want me to cry to everyone over something you said and did.

You didn't want me to cry to her because it would look bad on you.

But after all you did, I thank you.

Thank you for sharing that lie, now you have nothing to hide.

Thank you for saying that stuff, now you're not anymore using my time up.

You know what you did and you know that it hurts.

But what else you did made it even worse.

You messed with my friends and called them rude names.

We all got sick of it, and we're too gonna play your sick game.

But after a lot of convincing and using my time,

I finally said enough to change their minds.

Because of all this I learned one thing.

The difference between friends who are real and fake.

After this, you'll no longer waste our time.

Thank you, and goodbye.

#poem #poems on tumblr #poetry #betrayal #about my ex #we're somewhat friends again #we almost jumped him lol

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caughtbymoonlight · 10 months

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#about my ex #sotce inspired #sotce #my own #girlblogger #girlblogging #vent #love

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cometmothcowboy · 1 year

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untitled/blue period

and i miss your hands

dc snuff film and august heat

i still wear your shirts

picasso had his blue period;

i had those summers

cradling you like a solar eclipse

all that glow, and i diluted you

my apologies are drafts

i loved you, i love you,

enough to stay far, far away from you.

#poetry #freeform #contemporary #queer #love poem #about my ex #bipolar awareness

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haroldhighballjordan · 1 year

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sometimes I randomly think about the time a girl posted in this girls only Facebook group I’m in telling everyone how she broke up with her boyfriend and he lied saying that he lost the spare key she gave him, only to then break into her apartment when she wasn’t home and steal the cat they’d adopted while they were together, but then he denied having done this and she didn’t really have proof that he took the cat since he wouldn’t let her come into his place and look for it. And then another girl saw this post and knew her ex-boyfriend, and she was like “girl. I used to hook up with your mans back in xxxx and I still have his number. If you want, I’ll hit him up and get him to invite me back to his place and see if your cat’s there.” And the OP was like “bet.”

So this woman hit up homie dog, asked him out for drinks, went home with him, slept with him, and then woke up in the middle of the night and TOOK THE CAT. Like she had only said that she would confirm if the cat was there but then she took it upon herself to steal this woman’s cat back. Like she full on Trojan horsed this man and then hit up homegirl like “I got the goods. Where you wanna meet.” And then the two of them posted a photo of them together with the cat to the group.

And I just think women supporting women is so beautiful.

#the best part of all is that I also knew the ex boyfriend because he worked at this place my friend was the manager of #and I texted my friend like ‘yo have you heard about this cat situation’#and she was like ‘I swear to god if one more person asks me about this fucking cat’#it was the drama of the century #the whole city was up in arms over this cat

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little-star-bun · 3 months

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her not wanting you just for sex isn't lovely when she doesn't want sex or you

#About my ex #I've had this thought for a while and I just realized how to put it into words

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darkspotblog · 5 months

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The Breakup with an Fearful Avoidant Partner

In this blog post, we'll explore the intricate dynamics of breaking up with an avoidant partner, shedding light on the reasons behind their behavior and offering insights into the healing process.

Breaking up is never easy, and when it comes to parting ways with an avoidant partner, the emotional journey can be particularly challenging. Avoidant individuals, characterized by a deep-seated fear of intimacy and emotional connection, often exhibit specific behaviors that can leave their partners feeling confused and hurt. In this blog post, we’ll explore the intricate dynamics of breaking up…

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#3 weeks no contact #3 weeks of no contact #5 stages of getting back together #5 weeks no contact #5 weeks of no contact #a cheat sheet #a long term relationship #a week of no contact #about my ex #about our relationship #about your relationship #after a breakup can you get back together #after a breakup no contact #after break up how long no contact #after break up no contact rule #after no contact #after no contact should i reach out #an attachment style #an avoidant attachment #an avoidant attachment style #anxiety attachment style #anxious attachment and avoidant attachment in a relationship #anxious attachment style and avoidant #anxious attachment style and avoidant attachment style #anxious attachment style in a relationship with avoidant #anxious attachment style with avoidant #anxious avoidant #anxious avoidant attachment #anxious avoidant attachment relationships #anxious avoidant attachment style

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dank-meme-legend · 5 months

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How My Views and Thoughts Were Skewed and How I Un-Skewed Them (Read tags before reading, please.)

For a short time, I felt wanted. I thought I was loved.

You said I was hot and that you thought often about railing me, whatever that meant.

I thought that’s what desire was.

During the rare times I truly felt confident in myself to wear something that showed the tiniest bit of cleavage or my thighs, you’d tell me that you had a boner (which never made sense, considering you were non-binary and didn’t have… those parts, but who was I to discredit however you saw yourself and your gender?)

You were utterly obsessed with porn and that funneled down to me. You told me you’d tie me up so vigorously that it could break my wrists and you said you’d choke me so hard that it would kill me.

I just thought, “Well, some people are kinky.” and excused it. Rationalized it. But my gut and my body knew better, fear wrecked me. The idea of lying under such crude and uncaring hands wrecked my soul and make me ill.

You’d watch unethical porn and it would get into your mind and funnel down to me. But you had rules; I couldn’t ever try to seek out something like that myself, even when I knew how to find ethical and morally-sound adult things. That was, “being lustful”, sinning after others as you called it. I’ve never even believed in God, but I didn’t want to make you mad.

When we broke up, you called me a whore and a slut, when I’d never done a single thing wrong. I followed your rules (What relationship has rules? Who are you to strictly tell me what I can and cannot do?) and went along with every violating, grotesque thing you talked about doing to me, and I let you shove me into the hard-set box of being your submissive, delicate thing to use and the mere notion that I could have some control or say was always, always brushed off.

But I’ve learned that I’m not supposed to want to vomit at the thought of sex.

I’ve learned that sometimes, showing my thighs is just that, showing my thighs or cleavage or a bit of my stomach. I like shorts in the summer and the occasional crop-top. I’m allowed to wear it and just have it be a cute outfit.

I’ve learned that sex is supposed to be warm. Pleasurable and fun, of course, but warm and intimate mostly.

Where it’s never railing, but lovemaking or just the word sex. I prefer the word sex over anything you’d ever say.

Where there’s a mentioning of aftercare and where there’s a mutual agreement to communicate and truly listen to what the other person wants to do or try.

Where I’m allowed to say no.

It’s taken so long to not freeze up at the mentioning of sex, to open up again and not feel vile when I have sexual thoughts or fantasies of my own. It’s taken so much mental work and re-wiring of my thoughts.

But I’m learning. I’m still learning. I’m learning and working hard to shake off the bitter, violating taste that you left in my mouth.

There’s still a long road ahead of healing and communicating. Helping my partner (who actually gives two shits about my boundaries…) to understand me and to help them in any way I can, in return.

It’s a long road ahead but it’s a road I can take to dispose of all your true sins. You call me the sinner, when you should take a good, long look at yourself.

#vent post #about my ex #tw sexualization #tw violent sex mentioning #oversexualization #tw crude language #tw violent imagery #this is majorly calling them out but I don’t care anymore.. they messed me up and I’m allowed to be angry about it #abusive ex #might delete later

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mousemilf · 1 year

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this post is now my 9/11 gingerbread house!!!!

#wanted to reblog my old post about this but my ex is in it.#ic

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cappycodeart · 8 months

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"The dead one! Yeah I haven't thought about her in a long time!"

A little theory I've had about Winter King's original motives based on his heartless comment about Betty and Ice King's original motives for kidnapping princesses in the first place...... clearly she gave off Bad Ex Vibes…

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alwayswithmyheart · 8 months

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I know it's crazy to say ... But no matter how much I do want love and you did give that to me, I know how we were not right for each other but I still do miss you. I think less like a lover and more as a friend nowadays, and I like it. It shows that I am moving on, and I wish you no harm and just happiness. Just as much as I am wishing myself the same thing.

#Growth #queer #about my ex

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antisolanum · 9 months

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I think it should have told me a lot about my ex-husband that, early on in our relationship, I was commiserating with our then-boyfriend Person B about our bad childhoods, sort of playfully and flirtatiously one-upping each other, like that scene from Daredevil where they mention the refrigerator box, and afterwards my ex-husband critically and not-playfully referred to it as "a pity party" and was mad he "wasn't involved" and was "left out" because he "had a decent childhood" and tried to stress that "you know, I suffered too" because anything on earth that isn't specifically about him is explicitly to be used for his own purposes positively or negatively, and the only way for him to be involved was to be critical. Shit was fucked up.

#just complaining #about my ex #just rambling

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stuckinapril · 5 months

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