@jst_nmb: It’s not a knife that had me torn, That kept my wounds so freshly new. That had me thinking I was born, To be a shadow passing through. It was the whispers in my sleep, Of all the damage left in view. It was the words that cut so deep, The haunting days I can’t undo. An aching past, a life unseen, That has me quiet, yet so wild. It’s all the memories in between, Of what i suffered as a child. #poetry #quote

M :

I just feel the need to apologize for my existence

Kiyo :

When saying sorry is all you can muster in trying to comfort someone because no one has ever really comforted you so you're stuck on just apologizing, and apologizing...

skz_fanlol :

mines from a trauma response...from my ex

A_005 :

"they never mean it"

𝓜𝓮𝓲𝓼𝓲𝓽𝓪 🪽 :

Contexto? no entendí

𐙚₊˚𝑴𝑰𝑴𝑰 ˚₊𐙚 :

Traducido ??

aspirovate :

Sometimes it’s never said with the intention…😮‍💨

민 :

It seems like I have to apologize for my existence every time, while I only get silence in return

Krystel Ashley :

Then my tears drop..

hyeyoonie10 :

i always find myself apologising alot nowadays cos I don't know what humans want

urii_.22 :

I feel it but i dont say it, my pride is bigger

lia :

sinto muito por isso eu entendo muito bem você

Fabian :

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nikolasiwek2 :

THIS

& :

I feel it a lot but still they don't care my emotion

݂ ᪲͝ ꪀﺃᴍꪖᛕﺃ ๑ 🐈‍⬛ ᩧ :

isso me lembrou muito a parte em Love Mechanics do Vee e da Ploy

𝒩𝒶𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓁𝒾𝒶🦄🐶 :

Why do I have such a painful feeling in me..apologising is always a must for me.

𝓭𝓮𝓴𝓪 :

Sorry i just make “A LOT OF MISTAKES“

Sara :

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