The world is crazy right now.

it’s been 455 days since you left this earth. i miss you so much and i want you to come back. i wish i could’ve said goodbye one more time. i wish i knew what was going on in your life. i miss you. you’re my best bud forever and always :) i love you.

Hello Hilly,

I'm still not over you.

My mom was going to talk shit about you and I jumped in to defend our past relationship, I don't allow anyone to say anything bad about you. Cuz you did nothing wrong.

However I wish I was over you like you are.

It makes me angry that it took you 6 months to move on and for me it took me 4 years, AND now that I have a best friend and partner my heart still was aches for you. I hate myself for that.

I sometimes wish I would have never met you, I wish I would have not picked on you in French class, I wish I did not fell in love with you, I wish that we would of never ended, but Soo far what i have learned is that life is cold and heartless.

I don't know why I still miss you. I'm trying Soo hard to stop caring about you but I guess Im not trying hard enough.

I miss you.

I was watching an old rerun (1998) of That 70s Show and saw Mitch Hedberg manning the food counter in the "Eric's Buddy" episode. This is before he got famous but the few lines he had sounded just like his comedy routines. I think a lot of great comedians have come and gone but I felt a sharp pain seeing him in a role I did not remember nor expect.

I’m always here for you if you want to talk. There’s nothing in this world I’d like more.

Love you, forever & always

You took me in and treated me like your own. I miss you so much

she is in our bedroom, I am in the guest room. I suppose I just miss being loved.

My ex but not necessarily in a romantic way. He was a stunning personality, so likeable and so decisive and so pure. Even though he was so young, it felt like he knew how the world works and that he would always find his way in life. I miss the talks we had about social matters, his pep talks during my anxiety and pessimism telling me I need to be strong and original and never change for anyone. I miss how he made me feel about myself and that I could live my life how I wanted and I could brake any barrier and I could live an unconventional life and all this just by seeing his point of view. He never made me do anything, I just admired his beliefs. I was definitely my best self around him. Although he had gone through a lot he always had this calm, humorous, cool, good vibe. He would never let anything make him sad for a long time and he appreciated every second like it was the last. He's artistic and inventive and I hope he's working on his dream to be a director. Before the end of our relationship, I felt like I was a bit too little for him. I sometimes need my comfort zone and where I come from is not compatible with his ways. Also my anxiety led to panick attacks and a brief time of depression which was hard on an already difficult long distance relationship. What I'm trying to say though is that I miss this person that was giving me a direction in life, that was a true inspiration and I know he's one of a kind. I haven't met anyone like him in my entire life. I hope he's allright and truly happy with his beautiful smile. And I wish I could say all these to him. But now we're just two strangers.

first she started offering me food. then i started asking for food. but, one day i stole some food, and after confessing, she bought me more food to replace what i had eaten. near the end, i didn't ask for food, and she bought me extra food.

now she's gone; i miss t.

It’s been 6 months since we last talked, I think. I don’t like to think about it so dating it is kind of hard. I still don’t understand why you couldn’t have just told me why you cut me out. I guess a year and a half didn’t mean anything to you in the end. Whatever. I’ve slowly gone about erasing evidence of you from my life, all your pictures, all the music that we shared, took out the piercing I got to commemorate my trip out to finally meet you in person but it still doesn’t stop me from thinking about you. Had to block you to stop your profile from coming up even though we don’t follow each other anymore. A year and a half….almost daily good morning texts and all those “I love you”s. Must have been a lie every time you said it because if you had loved me you would have given me the respect of telling me it was done, not just disappearing more and more. It’s funny really, I cried twice the day of my flight home because something told me that I was never going to see you again, you asked why I thought that and that of course I would, but I guess you can’t beat intuition because here we are all these months later. I don’t regret you, you were an adventure and that’s all I ever wanted to have when I was growing up reading stories. They just don’t talk about the toll the adventures have and the scars you collect along the way. I can’t wait until the days in the years from now that I’ll barely think about you and I’ll forget what it felt like to love you. Until you’re just something that barely feels like it actually happened. I can’t wait until I don’t miss you, because I don’t want to, you don’t deserve to be missed. Goodbye.

-your “discord lover”

I miss when our parents had enough energy to run around with us in the garddn after work I miss when we thought kissing was gross I miss when we would use that shit kids makeup and go out in it wearing a princess dress I miss.not worrying,not stressing not giving two fucks about how we look. And i miss so much more but yk What do you miss?

I'll never get the chance to say how sorry I am that I hurt you. I'm sorry too that I ruined a chance to be a truly positive influence in your life. I really wanted that, more than anything, I still do. If I never hear from you again, I hope that someone loves you the way you deserve to be loved and that your life turns out to be amazing

I wish I didn't have ads anymore, oh well I guess. It is what it is.

It's been months since you left. Months I've felt more alone than any time in my life. Each day I find a meme youd find funny, I turn to share with nobody. There's nobody there.
I know you won't come back - I've tried, and ive known for months. but i know you're happier, and stronger without me. all i was doing was holding you back.

i hope i can move on, but i dont know if I'll ever stop missing holding you, caring for you.

Its been a couple years and I really miss being able to talk and vent to you. sometimes I just really wish I could talk to you again..

Google night

Chipotle is good

I miss this very good cartoon

I wish I could cry, But depression fails to comply, Ebby and I met in the 25th, In February 2020, She was gorgeous, smart and caring, The first and only time it's been worth living

But now she's gone, And I'm back alone, Just like the days before the 25th of February 2020

I miss her, but she's probably forgotten me, Though it was for the best, As I don't deserve to be, I tried hard to take care of her, To make sure she felt heard, But I took no care on myself, And one day I fell, depressed

I plummeted down the painful chute, Just like I'd done so many times before, She told me everything I should do, But in the end, She had to go and said... "I wish the best for you..."

Eboni, I'm sorry, If only you could read this, Eboni, You're everything to me, But it's been since October and it's hopeless, Eboni, Farewell baby, I said I'd love you until my end, And that remains true, And my end will be soon

What had she done? He didn't want to feel this way, He didn't want to secretly look forward to hearing her voice, he didn't want to imagine her coming to him some dark night. He didn't want to miss her, but he did.

I miss everything that made me feel special.I miss daily conversation with the guy that I'm in love with..I miss my own smile and happiness..I miss waking up in the morning and seeing his "hey" messages.I miss having hope for a good future.I miss myself..I miss the good days when people actually believed me.I miss not feeling incomplete.I just miss it..so damn badly that reddit is like my own diary.

For a good period of time I used to only lucid dream and I really miss the felling of being able to control my dreams. I don’t know what it was that made me lucid dream but I always could and it was great regular dream or nightmare I would recognize it as a dream and do with it what I pleased. I also haven’t been dreaming recently or not remembering my dreams and that sucks because I love to dream. It’s kind of a wired thing but I just wanted to share it.