Love Stories

how does it feel to be loved? not by family or friends but in a genuine relationship way. i’ve recently graduated high school and am moving to college soon yet looking back i don’t know if i’ve actually really liked much less loved any of the guys i’ve dated or talked to. it’s not that they were terrible people (though some weren’t exactly good people either) but i’ve never felt genuine connection nor affection. lately this summer i’ve been pretty lonely; the two friends i do have have already gone to school and im just left alone in this town with my thoughts. i know there are ways to experience love other ways but i just want a genuine connection and feel affection. i have a pretty shitty relationship with my parents and rest of the family and a pretty shitty senior year so i really don’t know. do you know when you meet them? is there a specific moment? i really just want someone to talk to.

hello everyone. today, i got the second notification that my ex from a previous post had made a snapchat account. the username is completely different from the last one, and what possibly could an almost 30 year old man be doing making multiple different snapchat accounts, while living out in the middle of bum fuck nowhere. AND then deleting the accounts. I feel vindicated in the fact that his whole “i want her to be able to go through my phone” excuse was a genuine crock of shit, and i feel sorry for the people in his life who have to deal with the consequences of his actions in the near future. i’m extremely disappointed but i can’t say i’m surprised. i don’t think i will tell her, i would rather gargle rocks than talk to him again. but i would like to know your thoughts. thank you for listening.

So I got the weirdest package at my apartment today. No sender info, just this plain brown box sitting on my doorstep with my name on it. I have to admit, it really piqued my curiosity. It’s been months since I broke up with my ex, and we haven’t talked at all, not even a text. I definitely wasn’t expecting anything weird or dramatic... but here we are.

When I opened it, I felt like I got hit by a truck. Inside was a bunch of freaky personal stuff that screams someone’s been keeping tabs on me. Even if it’s subtle, it’s just plain creepy. The first thing I pulled out was this shirt I used to wear all the time at my old place. It’s the one she always borrowed during our Netflix binges. Talk about sentimental, right? But that’s just the beginning of this craziness.

Next, I found an old mixtape. Like, who even uses tapes anymore? It had songs on it that she absolutely hated but knew I loved. And then there was this mug with a tacky inside joke from ages ago printed on it. Whoever sent this knows way too much about my life right now, or at least they’re pretending to.

Then, I found a flyer for this frisbee club I joined last month, tucked under everything else. Seriously, only someone who’s been stalking me would have access to that kind of info, besides close friends or family who wouldn’t pull this kind of stunt. So there’s hardly any doubt left about who’s behind this weirdness. It feels like a metaphorical jester hat is being worn by whoever’s doing this.

But wait, it gets weirder. I also found this ridiculous greeting card with a bad pun connecting two fandoms that literally no one likes, not even goldfish. It’s a meme that’s just as cringy as it sounds. I was just left shaking my head, wondering who sent this and why. The whole thing feels like some twisted game.

Now I’m left pondering what the heck this gift was supposed to mean. Is it some sort of revenge? A trophy in this bizarre tale? I just feel like I’m stuck in a whodunit mystery halfway across my bathroom. I can’t help but think this is some kind of surreal puzzle unfolding.

My mind is totally frazzled right now. I can’t help but think about how this person is watching me, and it’s driving me a bit nuts. I just want to move on, but now I feel like I’m dealing with this creepy specter from my past. Maybe I’m overthinking it, but I can’t shake this eerie feeling creeping in. What do you even do when you have a faceless ghost from a past relationship bombarding you with reminders? It’s just so unsettling.

Ran into my ex at a coffee shop today, which was the worst possible coincidence... I was just trying to enjoy my espresso when I saw him across the room, and all those old feelings rushed right back in like an unwelcome storm. It's fascinating how rekindled emotions work; it's like picking a scab off a wound you've been trying to let heal. The relationship we had was a fucking TOXIC rollercoaster: never-ending drama, gaslighting, and endless cycles of highs and lows that left me feeling emotionally bankrupt by the end of it all. But now? Here I am obsessively thinking about him once again. Is it really him I'm missing or just the rush of being 'in love' despite knowing it chemically messed with my brain? I've read studies on dopamine levels during the honeymoon phase and it seems eerily similar to addiction.

So what's more maddening is this constant mental back-and-forth about whether I'm capable of being addicted to love itself. Could I be stuck replaying these unhealthy loops because my neurotransmitters are holding on for dear life? Or maybe it's just garden-variety nostalgia. Moments with him were intense, good or bad but always high-octane. This whole situation feels annoyingly unsolvable; knowing too much yet not enough to break free from this stupid cycle! "The heart wants what it wants," someone quoted... It sounds poetic until you've lived through heartbreak one too many times. And sure every therapist out there would probably suggest mindfulness or CBT techniques but let's be real... nothing beats an unforgiving slap of reality.

Ok so here's the thing guys. I've been with this dude for like years, we're talking a really solid relationship you know the type that everyone thinks will end in one of those white picket fences and all that jazz. But then BAM outta nowhere I run into an old friend from waaaay back. It's like seeing a ghost but make it romantic or some shit. Now I'm not one to get all mushy about feelings seriously that's not my style, but this has me totally boggled. Like is it cool to feel what i think might be love for 2 ppl at once? Suddenly I'm in this whacked-out triangle and it's doin' my head in!

I mean things were cool before...no surprises, no wild thoughts keeping me up at night. Then bam! Here comes Mr. Throwback looking all tempting like he's got no right to. We just talked and laughed about dumb stuff we did as brats but now here I am feeling like an emotional basket case! The timing's real crappy too, cause everything seemed so damn settled until he popped back up like some weird cameo in my life's drama.

Everyone throws around stuff like 'soulmates' right? But can ya have two? Is that even a thing or am I losing my marbles here? Seriously it's screwing with my head big time! Usually I'd fart around joking about this shit 'cept now there's that gnawing doubt of 'what IF?' floating 'round like a bad smell you can't shake.

I'm not saying I'm gonna cheat or whatever coz hell no, I'm loyal AF and stick by my word once given but really man life ain't making sense these days when both sides weigh heavy on the ol’ heartstrings yaknow? Just feels double-wrong discovering sparks still kinda fly when history takes stage-left returning unexpected-like...kinda unfair if u ask me.

Some days I wanna chuck it all roll solo on an island who needs romcom confusion anyway emoji catastrophe bound amirite? Losing sleep other nights replaying convos laughs anything snagging subconscious streams wondering WTF just happened past catches up once more laying new cards into play without warning fairytale meets reality check - how do peeps even balance such madness??

before i start, i know im naive and stupid and unknowing when it comes to love, as i’m an incoming junior in high school and i’ve never even held hands with anyone. i’m just conflicted and a bit annoyed with myself and have no where else to really say this without annoying my one friend who knows about this. it doesn’t help either that im a lesbian in a relatively conservative small town so i know my chances were slim to begin with.

anyways, this passing summer marks around one year of me liking the same girl. we have been already good friends for a while. i’ve kept it a secret from her to keep our friendship strong. i’d rather have her not know and stay friends than her know and us not be too close. i know she’s not homophobic, but up until recently i didn’t know she’s was straight. well, i knew, i just didn’t wanna believe it because i get caught in my own head. there were signs, like the tik toks she reposted about a future husband, or the videos of fictional men she would show me, but then there’s also the fact she’s never been in a relationship. we’re close enough to talk about that stuff without it being awkward. and then i also caught her checking out my schools lgbtq+ poster for a new club, which i don’t know how it got passed our school board but whatever.

so i held hope that maybe she was bi or something. because i just didn’t wanna accept that i never had a chance. i still don’t really wanna. but, i had a good friend of mine text her sister and basically confirm she’s straight. i know there’s nothing i can do, ive heard the “you deserve someone who can actually reciprocate” more than enough times, but im stupid and don’t wanna accept that. she’s a great person, and now i kinda feel like a creep for feeling like this and she doesn’t even know. but i can’t tell her, this would ruin her, i have no clue how she would even react. it’s all me, and i kinda want this crush to go away so i can be normal with her. but i also don’t want it to go away. it’s fun to imagine if i didn’t know her orientation, even if it kinda hurts me when i remember.

the part of me that wants to hold on, i wanna say it also stems from the fact that ive never been in a relationship. i wanna know what its like. i see all my friends get cute hoco proposals or fun dates with each other, and im just here. i take care of myself, try to be kind, i get good grades and help a lot, but ive worked on myself enough. i think im ranked 9 out of like almost 400 students in my class in terms of gpa. i just wanna know what it’s like for someone to like you back. i know im also young and 16 isn’t the end of the world to never have dated, but i can still wish, can’t i? and i guess my wish with a straight girl is a little unrealistic too. i want to be loved, i really do. i don’t wanna wait, i feel so behind my peers when it comes to love. im not really too sure what to do with myself now.

so i got this thing, right? emotional feelings for someone, like super strong emotions, you know? but then... crickets. just no desire whatsoever to get physical. not even a little bit. and it makes me wonder: what the hell is romantic attraction anyway? how could it be that i feel this way? what's wrong with me? 🤔 puzzled beyond belief over here!!! sometimes it's like there's this invisible barrier between me and actually feeling anything physically... is that normal?!?! am i missing something obvious or is it just some freaky glitch in my feelings??? maybe i'm defective LOL.

ok, so i'm stuck thinking if there's some secret formula everyone else gets but i missed out on.. do people even really know what attracts them romantically?? does anybody have this figured out because i'm dying to understand.. honestly feels like everyone is out there vibing perfectly while i'm over here trying figure which way's up 😑🤷‍♀️ just wild!!! what's the point if there's nothing inside that pulls you closer??? starting to think we just slap labels on our half-baked emotions, calling them something deep! are relationships anything other than emotional connections plus faking attraction???? nah, that's probably way cynical but can't help feeling it AAAHHHH!!!

Okay so something creepy happened again. I woke up last night feeling this weird connection to my partner and I'm like, yo did we just share the same dream or what? 💤 It's wild because this isn't the first time. Imagine you're sleeping and then boom, there's this feeling that maybe your partner was there too. While having dinner together today (nothing fancy, just us hanging out) they casually mentioned stuff about my past, things I've legit never told anyone before! And I'm sitting there thinking, how do they even know that?

It's not like I'm paranoid or anything but honestly it's freaky when it happens! It's like every once in a while we somehow read each other's thoughts or dreams. It could be nothing but I start wondering if maybe we have some kind of telepathic connection going on between us; Or maybe I'm just reading too much into coincidences. It's funny because part of me is totally fascinated by it and kinda wants to believe it's true, you know?

So anyway, this one night changed how I look at everything now (even ordinary stuff feels different). Like lately whenever we're talking, I'll say something and they're already nodding before I finish: like they've heard it before somewhere in their head. It's sweet though knowing they're on the same wavelength as you are most times. Still can't shake off how exactly such things happen without explaining why or how that works but hey who am I to say...

Truth is these occurrences really make life feel special despite being bizarre sometimes; they've added an extra layer to our relationship making everything feel more magical yet unpredictable... just putting it out there for anyone else who sees strange things unfold over dinner LOL! Could all be coincidence but makes ya think twice huh?

You know, there's this saying or belief that when you can't sleep at night, it's because someone else is thinking about you. I've always found that idea so comforting and a bit whimsical 🤗🥰. When I was younger, my dear grandmother used to say this to me whenever I had trouble falling asleep. It made sleepless nights feel less lonely. She'd tell stories of long-lost lovers and friends who drifted apart but remained connected through thoughts across distances, like invisible threads tying hearts together.

The other night, as I lay in bed staring at the ceiling with thoughts racing through my mind, I couldn't help but recall her soothing words again. I wondered if it was true.... could there actually be someone out there thinking of me? And for some reason, it didn’t matter whether it was an old friend or maybe someone I just met recently. The mere thought brought a smile to my face and a sense of peace over all the chaos bouncing around my mind.

I guess what I'm trying to express is this: whether or not there's any truth behind it doesn't really matter in the end, does it? It's about finding reassurance in simple beliefs that might not hold up under scrutiny but have emotional strength nonetheless. They give us something intangible yet valuable: a sense of connection even when we feel isolated. So here's to hoping tonight I'll find sleep knowing maybe someone's thinking of me too....

he says he needs me, my ex-boyfriend that is, and i'm sitting here trying to figure out if it’s love or manipulation. there’s this thing he does where he insists we’re perfect together, but if i really think about it, our time was more turbulent than anything else. sure, we had those picture-perfect moments, like that time we got caught in the rain and laughed it off like a scene from a movie. still, when i replay our past in my mind, so many red flags pop up.

there was this one evening he said something really unsettling. we'd argued about something petty (i can’t even remember what) and he just blurted out how nobody else could ever love me the way he does. at that moment, it felt kind of sweet but now? toxic vibes all over. part of me wonders if deep down he's afraid of being alone rather than genuinely loving me for who i am.

funny thing is how my friend once told me relationships should feel like two people lighting up each other's lives instead of adding shadows. sure sounded poetic then but maybe there's truth in it after all. these days i keep asking myself if going back would really be nostalgia winning over reason.....or might it be growth disguised as reluctance? it's tricky balancing emotions and rationality but hey, maybe i'll get through this with clarity sooner or later.

There's this person I really like. They are on the aromantic spectrum, and they have said that they really like me before. However they are in a friends-with-benefits relationship with a lot of people. This is a big problem for me since I can't deal with knowing that they have other people. Another thing is I have only known them for about a month and I get attached really REALLY quickly. For the past few days, they haven't been answering me texts and (because it's online only) I have no other way to contact them... any suggestions? Specifically about the fwb part because it really hurts :c

I live in a 6 story apartment. I mostly keep to myself, I'm a sorta shy guy. I've sort of chatted with her, and she's super sweet. Like, and she's just gorgeous. The most adorable smile. I haven't really dated much the past few years, I've been on that grind, and caring for a relative. Now I find myself feeling a crush coming along and I swear, I saw to her today, a lovely dress, and my heart leapt bro good God have mercy

why doesn’t my boyfriend love me anymore? he just got back from this two-week guys' trip to Thailand and boom... I'm invisible. It’s like flipping a switch. before his vacation, we were fine; sweet messages throughout the day, quick calls between meetings, you name it. now it's just crickets from his end. maybe it's culture shock coming back home seems alien compared to the party vibes over there. my friends say stress from work catches up with everyone after breaks but I smell something else; something fishy. it's bothering me that I can't put my finger on it.

you know when someone is multitasking a conference call while muting their notifications? textbook behavior in every professional playbook: ignore the noise until later but replace those emails with a girlfriend in this analogy and that's what I'm feeling firsthand. was our relationship really nothing more than background noise?

weird how he talked non-stop about some Phuket festival right as we sat down at the cafe where we had our first date. man, did he light up or what?! never saw him talk about our plans with such excitement unless you slapped on a ‘productive brainstorming session’ label, then maybe. never thought I'd say this but respecting both private time is blurred here.

then there's social media astronaut routine; blasting photos into orbit when none of us are in them together now? guess his new contact list gobbles more data than I do for breakfast.

so, standard mid-trip crisis or fresh thrill-seeker obsession sidelined in plain skin? too many rip curls rocking this small boat i captain. cheers to open threads! watch while I untangle more wires caught up here...

Hey guys. So I'm 19 and my boyfriend of 3 months just broke up with me. I know it doesn't seem like a long time, but it still hurts, ya know? I feel this weird urge to cry almost every day now😭 but the tears don't actually come out! It's like my emotions are stuck or something?? It's frustrating!!! Ugh.

I'm trying to stay positive and keep myself busy, but there's still that lingering feeling in my chest, wanting to burst into tears for no apparent reason. It's not even about missing him at this point. Maybe it's just all the changes happening in my life that is overwhelming? Or maybe I'm just being overdramatic😅

Anyway, I'm really frustrated with not being able to properly express how I feel. Everyone keeps telling me things will get better eventually... and while I believe them, right now it feels like such a struggle. Everything feels kinda dull... nothing seems fun anymore, you know what I mean?

But hey, deep down I know I gotta keep looking forward because that's what life's about...keeping on through the rough patches until you find your smile again😊 So here's hoping that moment comes soon.

recently, i have been encountering an unusual phenomenon regarding the appearance of an individual from my past in my nocturnal visions. 😅 it has come to my attention that this person, whom i had considered a closed chapter in my life's narrative, has inexplicably started surfacing during moments of rest and sleep. theoretically speaking, the human mind is often capable of remarkable feats when it comes to conjuring figures long lost to daily interaction; nevertheless, i am perplexed by this unexpected resurgence of dreams involving someone who once held significance.

in due course, one might speculate that such occurrences are mere byproducts of subconscious processes where the brain works through unresolved emotions or experiences while we slumber. it's quite curious how these dreams tend to reproduce situations from bygone days or settings we once shared, providing a peculiar realm where lived experiences mix with imaginary scenarios. moreover, the impact these reveries have on waking life can range from minimal amusement to temporary emotional turmoil;

from what i gather through various sources and conversations with peers facing similar episodes, there appears to be a consensus suggesting that intermittent reminders of individuals from our past may serve as subtle indicators for self-reflection and personal growth opportunities. paradoxically though we strive to focus on future endeavors, every now and then engaging with echoes of yesteryear presents itself under unexpected circumstances prompting introspection about one's path forward. perhaps embracing such interludes could unveil valuable insights that propel us towards renewed understanding. if nothing else at least they provide fuel for interesting breakfast discussions! 😏