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     I am not going to sit here and pretend I am some relationship expert or guru, but I know my shit. At least now I do, personal experience, outer experiences, but most of all intuition. Something I think we forget to use in times that we need to use it. Our intuition is something we may disregard, and why? Why do we disregard our innermost, deepest feelings about our experiences? I feel it is because we ignore the initial red flags, in a sort of sweet ignorant bliss of getting to know someone we have grown fond of. In doing so, we take away from what is truly reality. Love bombing, gaslighting/manipulation, and most of all the fucking ghosting. I will not condone ghosting, I fucking hate ghosting with a bloody passion. It is a toxic form of control, and I do not fuck with it at all. In realizing the initial red flags, we open our eyes to see the truth in the person that we like or may even love.      Toxic relationships have become a trending concept, an...

  When you think about it, I may have known subconsciously what was really going on. Maybe I thought that if we rekindled what never existed, he would be different. He is not different, nor am I if I thought what I was doing would secure whatever it was destined to be. Nothing. I write constantly about what could have been and what might have been, but what is, is I cannot subject myself to these sadistic men. The world portrays happiness in anything, but heartache never seems to heal. Never seems to be forgiving.   Submissive, masochistic, sad girl, He was never your world. He always belonged to someone else. Whether you realize it or not. You were always just some callous tart, As they say, Maybe one day I will be able to let his opinion of me go, But now, I flow, and flow, Down the dreaded river of tears, Trying so desperately to subdue my fears, I conquer, what conquers me, Yet, I find myself falling in love. Love, What’s that? A feeling of ...