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Trust issues? Not me.

I trust a lot and I trust very easily. I don’t see a reason not to, not when I first meet a person at least.

Yes, there have been a painfully large number of times where I have stared myself right in the mirror with red, crazy eyes swearing to myself that I will never be naive enough to trust anyone ever again.

But I did. Again and again. And then again. Because I can’t live life always fearing to be hurt and cheated upon. I can’t live life fearing that people always lie and that they always leave.

And maybe it will hurt me more times than I deserve and maybe it will dull the sparkle in my eyes a little everytime someone doesn’t keep their promise.

But at least, at least I won’t always be so guarded, with the intention of blocking out all the bad things and in the process never let the good things enter either. Because the good and bad? They come together. Always.

If you ask me, the great moments, the genuine people, the most heart warming smiles and the true bonds, they are worth suffering for.

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“I thought I could trust you to never intentionally hurt me. But then you did. And I felt so hurt. So much disappointment. I couldn’t speak. I opened my mouth to say something but nothing came out. Instead of words, I got tears. So I said nothing, and you knew that you hurt me irreversibly. Now the only thing that I have is broken trust.”

— N.C // Broken trust and bitter disappointment

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“A broken trust is like a broken glass you’ll only bleed yourself trying to put back the broken pieces together even though you know that no matter how hard you try it will never be the same anymore.”

— S.I

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You know what pains me? Its the fact that the first time I saw you, I knew if I got involved with you, I would break and not just break a little, but that I would shatter if I ever lost you. I knew because of the way you smiled, that knowing, sweet, heart stopping smile you do. I knew because of your eyes, that piercing, 'I can see through you' look that you have. I knew because my heart pounded so loudly in my chest, I was afraid you'd hear if I was too close. So I kept my distance. But how could I have resisted, when you walked lazily towards me with that damn smile on your face that made me weak in the knees? How could I have resisted, the way your hand wrapped so perfectly around mine. I knew you would break me, but I so knowingly walked in, lying to myself that I wouldn't break so easy as though I was fragile. I knew, and I closed my eyes...

Things I regret #8

-sillyjenny

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I killed

the part of me

that needs you,

in order to save

the rest of myself.

Before I lose it completely // ma.c.a

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“I’m always stuck between wanting to improve myself and wanting to destroy myself.”

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"But you don't owe every single person an explanation of your choices." he said. "You don't have to tell everyone the reason why you do every little thing in your life."

Do they deserve to know? //ma.c.a

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Perspective.

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"I admire women who could've turned cold after everything they've been through but still choose love anyway. There's strength in that."

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“Please be careful with me. Sometimes I’m just sad and I don’t know why. I’m sorry.”

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