Monday, February 15, 2010
The Laughter Stopped You From Crying
If you can pretend as hard as I'm pretending, this can be the first time we've ever met. Not the last.
Written by Me at 11:43 PM
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I need you to understand something. I wrote this for you. I wrote this for you and only you. Everyone else who reads it, doesn’t get it. They may think they get it, but they don’t. This is the sign you’ve been looking for. You were meant to read these words.
i would like to meet you for the first time everytime i see.
you just broke my heart.
i wish i could have known that our last hug was going to be our last.
i would've said what i've been too scared to say, that i still love you.
hmmm..another amazing words from you. i love!
But it's hard to pretend when Reality's slapping you in the face and the Past keeps knocking on your door. Maybe it's time to open the door labelled "Future". Maybe it's time to let go of you. And maybe, just maybe we'll meet again beyond that door and we can start again, when the dust has settled on those painful chapters of our lives.
I loved this post, for the first time reading this, I actually cried!
Beautiful writing, Iain-dear friend. Love the depth of the photo, Jon.
ps. Tux says he forgives you.
we pretend all the time
maybe once we will show real self.
But you aren't pretending.. You don't want to..
You and I could even run who-can-pretend-the-most marathons.Because we're that complicated.
Sometimes pretending is easier than facing the truth. But it's when you aren't able to pretend anymore that hurts the most.
my boyfriend broke up with me on valentines. we had been fighting i knew it was the right thing to do but i kept wishing and hoping that things would get better despite how much i cried in a week and how hurt i was. so after he broke up i kept asking myself, why didnt i do it first because i had been writing emails and not sending them to him for months that were all intent to break up emails.
well i tried convincing him his decision was wrong but. i realized that he had just become cold hearted. im the better person. im the stronger person. and the laughter does keep you from crying.
i love this website
Your boyfriend did not break up with you. If you knew his side, you would laugh and realize something he knows you dont know. You rejected his email, why?
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If you wrote this for me, why dont you talk to me?
She wont talk to you. Her friends control her, manipulate, spread out right lies about you. They dont want her to be happy. You are the only exciting thing in their boring lives. Like always, its about them.
I agree, they dont like their boyfriends or husbands so they take it out on you.
Too bad, she is really hot.
Yes yes, its the garmlich effect.
M Y O F B - Step Child
so basically what this is saying is,
instead of stopping the relationship because things aren't working out, you can start over (hence the word 'pretend') and that way you could act like you're just (technically) meeting each other for the first time??
if so, then i must say, well done :)
I dont understand!
This is all just pretend. What a waste!
Wow, this describes what happened to me today exactly. Kinda creepy actually. Even the title does. :/
one of my favorites so far. so true, so close to my own heart. thank you.
Except the first time I met you I didn't know you like I know you now. You are like a limb to me. And i'm losing you.
and when you kissed me goodbye today and your car drove away i realized that this was really the last time we meet.
This post really was written for me.
If by pretending can keep us meeting each other, then why not?
I truly feel this... thank you
This cuts me deep to the bone and marrow. Its not often that I can say this and mean it but... "I understand"
Be Well <3
I don't mind pretending as long as we get to know each other first
I wish I knew when that moment would have been I would have saved you in my memory so I could imagine you there. I would have kept you in a scret place so he could not systematically strip me of you. Till I had nothing left to hang on to except the secret hope that you were there.
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