So long story not very short I fell in love with this guy during 2020 and we dated and really he’s the first person I’d seriously dated but then lockdown ended and we fell off and I ghosted him. I think I was scared, or something.
I really missed him I still miss him and I missed him so much that I sent a long ass message yesterday confessing my dumbass love just for him to say he’s in a fucking relationship. And it’s like good for him but god fucking damn the whole fucking world
Then some bitchass stole my phone I left at bucees in February. And guess what? Pictures and messages with people I’m no longer in contact with or are fucking dead were on there. I’m already so fucking sad and now I won’t even be able to look at our old messages. Like I literally don’t want to exist right now I feel so fucking stupid he was such a nice guy I can’t believe I let him go. Fuck. Fuck you.
I still love him. I told him I loved him. I fucking can’t believe this shit I’m so stupid. Whoever stole my phone is a stupid bitchass lil bitch boy I hope u get ran over
I hope I get fucking ran over
Isekai me into an alternate reality or some shit.
I haven’t even been able to eat properly
I’m so sorry.
Everything fucking happens to me
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You’re in a rough spot at the moment but you need to hang in there and realize life will go on regardless of the things that are happening to you right now. You may not have your phone but you still got the memories in your head. And you can still find love elsewhere. It’s not over.