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Dear Past self

Illusion

⁠♡Babygurl of zozo♡ ✿Everything is an illusion✿
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Dear Past Self,

I'm writing this to you today, with tears streaming down my face, as I miss the girl you used to be. The girl who smiled with abandon, whose heart was full of love and hope. Where did she go?

I know life happened, and things didn't turn out as we expected. We thought we'd found our happily ever after, but it slipped through our fingers like sand. The pain was overwhelming, and every piece of our shattered heart screamed at us, 'You're not born to be loved; you bloody bitch.'

Those words cut deep, and we began to question our worth. We felt like we weren't enough, like we were unlovable. The weight of those words crushed us, and we had to find a way to survive.

That's when the walls went up. We built a fortress around ourselves, a mask to hide the pain. We became someone else, someone who made people laugh, who wore a cloak of confidence. We became the life of the party, the girl who didn't care.

But the truth is, we do care. We care deeply. We're still hurting, still bleeding from the wounds of our past. We're still that girl who smiles with abandon, but now it's a smile that hides the pain.

I miss you, Past Self. I miss your innocence, your joy, your love for life. I miss the way you saw the world, with eyes full of wonder and excitement. I miss the way you loved, with a heart full of hope and vulnerability.

I know I'm not the same person anymore. I've been broken, shattered into a million pieces. But sometimes, in the quiet moments, I see glimpses of you. I see the girl who once was, and my heart aches with longing.

I wish I could go back in time and tell you that everything will be okay. That the pain will lessen, that the wounds will heal. That you'll find a way to love again, to trust again.

But life doesn't work that way. All I can do is hold on to the memories of who we used to be and hope that someday, we'll find our way back to that girl.

Until then, know that you're not alone. Know that I'm still here, still hurting, still healing. And know that I'll always miss the girl you used to be.

With tears and love,

Your Present Self✿
 
Then Oh my old self!

How perfect and sane you were!! - Pity uu
Waking up on time, schedules , deadlines, health routines... sooo basically a moral compass lol

And then ..here's me now...
Hitting snooze on alarm is mah new hobby now
Extra fries is my stomach care routine now hehe
Walking with grace was an old story
Tumbling over evrything is the new trend

Being chaotic and Tufan is real Fun ..life's more a Pataak when yu staaaap being a robot..

Sorry if I meddled with this thread but that's all I have to say to my past self. Funny but trueeee n sincere .

With Lust,
Pearl Beach ..
 
Then Oh my old self!

How perfect and sane you were!! - Pity uu
Waking up on time, schedules , deadlines, health routines... sooo basically a moral compass lol

And then ..here's me now...
Hitting snooze on alarm is mah new hobby now
Extra fries is my stomach care routine now hehe
Walking with grace was an old story
Tumbling over evrything is the new trend

Being chaotic and Tufan is real Fun ..life's more a Pataak when yu staaaap being a robot..

Sorry if I meddled with this thread but that's all I have to say to my past self. Funny but trueeee n sincere .

With Lust,
Pearl Beach ..
No, you just make it more liveable and realistic babe (⁠.⁠ ⁠❛⁠ ⁠ᴗ⁠ ⁠❛⁠.⁠)
 
Where Is That
Innocent
Kind Hearted
Care Free
Playful
Hardworking ... Past Self
Where Are Yu Now ..!??

:(
 
Dear Past Self,

I'm writing this to you today, with tears streaming down my face, as I miss the girl you used to be. The girl who smiled with abandon, whose heart was full of love and hope. Where did she go?

I know life happened, and things didn't turn out as we expected. We thought we'd found our happily ever after, but it slipped through our fingers like sand. The pain was overwhelming, and every piece of our shattered heart screamed at us, 'You're not born to be loved; you bloody bitch.'

Those words cut deep, and we began to question our worth. We felt like we weren't enough, like we were unlovable. The weight of those words crushed us, and we had to find a way to survive.

That's when the walls went up. We built a fortress around ourselves, a mask to hide the pain. We became someone else, someone who made people laugh, who wore a cloak of confidence. We became the life of the party, the girl who didn't care.

But the truth is, we do care. We care deeply. We're still hurting, still bleeding from the wounds of our past. We're still that girl who smiles with abandon, but now it's a smile that hides the pain.

I miss you, Past Self. I miss your innocence, your joy, your love for life. I miss the way you saw the world, with eyes full of wonder and excitement. I miss the way you loved, with a heart full of hope and vulnerability.

I know I'm not the same person anymore. I've been broken, shattered into a million pieces. But sometimes, in the quiet moments, I see glimpses of you. I see the girl who once was, and my heart aches with longing.

I wish I could go back in time and tell you that everything will be okay. That the pain will lessen, that the wounds will heal. That you'll find a way to love again, to trust again.

But life doesn't work that way. All I can do is hold on to the memories of who we used to be and hope that someday, we'll find our way back to that girl.

Until then, know that you're not alone. Know that I'm still here, still hurting, still healing. And know that I'll always miss the girl you used to be.

With tears and love,

Your Present Self✿
achievement-success.gifThis is a heart-wrenching and deeply moving letter to one's past self. It's a beautiful expression of longing, nostalgia, and self-compassion.
This letter is a testament to the human spirit's capacity for resilience, self-awareness, and healing. It's a reminder that we're not alone in our struggles and that our past experiences shape us but don't define us.

*A_AICS
 
Hello to my old self too





An innocent guy who always smiled at every single occasion, every single obstacle the world sent at him.

A guy who had his heart broken up multiple times and up came the walls where I stayed protected for a long time up until a girl came along who broke down the walls with a sledge hammer and I was more than happy and relieved that it was down but then was left unprotected for the hounds and the vultures to be scavenged upon once she left me all alone.



Had to rebuilt the walls once again pledging that no human would cross it and get to him but there were lots of cracks in the wall that was being erected and many got through.



No matter how strong we try to fake oru laghs and smile, no matter how strongly we tend to show that it doesn't get to us, deep down the core we want to be hugged strongly so that we can just let away the water works take over.



Cracks started to widen...made it easy for people to sneak in, tried and tried not to let anyone in, kept everyone at arms distance still being the flirty and chirpy lovy bwoi.



At the end of the day, when the sunsets and the moon shines bright in the sky, the nighty sky and the deary moon knows a lot of secrets that the day and it's creatures never know..



The pain of the heart and the echoes of excruciating pain emitting from it that deafebs into the silence of the night lingers and only my fekine friends know how much of an ache is behind each and every fake smile
 
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