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 *I'm not entirely sure why but I feel the need to put a disclaimer here telling you that I'm a little (very) melodramatic. But I'm okay. That is all.

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Quotes by Hoodski*

I was reading through my past quotes and I probably come across so bi-polar. I'm mentally stable lmao.
I get all soft with you. My guard is only down when I'm with you. Four walls, locked doors and just us two. I feel most happy when I've got you. If I was forced to read this to you, I wouldn't be able to get a word out without making fake vomit sounds. We don't really do cute, but you're adorable. And I like writing about you.
Hug me till you're all I feel.
They are the hunters, we are the foxes. Just grab my hand, and don't ever drop it, my love.
I always come back to you. You're warm and hug me tight when I'm sad. Sometimes you don't ask questions, you just let me lie down next to you and sob. Tears dampen your jumper but you don't care. I love you for that. I love you for many reasons. But right now, I love you for that.
+ I haven't spoken a word in that group chat in weeks. I feel so utterly disconnected. And hurt. How could you cut me off like that? I pretended I was alright and super invested in my drama to feel left out, but I was. I was so left out. You all knew but you didn't care enough to stop what you were doing to check up on me. And that's what hurts. That friends I've made, who are on the other side of the planet would drop anything to console me. But the ones I've grown up with, and seen day in day out, don't care nearly enough. And maybe it is my fault I don't trust them enough to fully open up. Maybe I'm too immature. Maybe this isn't really such a big deal. But a week after, why am I still hurt? Why is it still playing on my mind? Why am I so sad? If I'm immature, fine. But maybe it's time I cut us off too.
I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. How it began. I don't know how we got to this part of the story but here we are. I miss me. I miss myself before you. I miss not lying about myself. I miss being anonymous with no consequence. I don't like opening up to you. I thought I did but I didn't. I'm sorry I'm like this. It's my own fault I'm so withdrawn. But I've always been like this. I'm sorry.
So I cling back just as tight, I tell you I don't want you to leave either. But just when I get a grip, you say it hurts, that it's too much. Not my grip on your arm, the whole relationship. Just when I want you as bad as you want me, it's finally time to draw the curtains. So I take a step back. This is what I've wanted since the very beginning. No more attachment, you're finally over me. But as I back away you come running. You say your feelings are still true. You can't imagine a new life, but how is this fair? I say this is confusing, you say it doesn't have to be. So I lean in and you're gone. When I drift away, you're at my feet.
Why is it so easy? Why do you love me so? I called out so quietly...but that's all you were looking for. Why is it so easy? I never have to try hard with you. Why do you love me? I don't deserve the kindness, you know. Why is it so easy? I push and pull as I like. Why are you so easy? I know I should play nice. But you make it so easy...I feel like I'm a child with you. You make it so easy. I told you I like it when you tell me "No." But still you like it easy, you always let me have my way. There's nothing special about me, but still you can't seem to let go. Why do you love me so? I make it so easy, for you to hate me so. But still you stick by me. It makes me hate myself so much more.
Complicated is not my style, but if I'm honest,
it always has been.