Love Stories - page 4

i put love stories for all types of love. i think there’s something wrong with me. i wear off on people and i genuinely don’t know what part about me makes this happen but it DOES happen. people tell me just because im a teenager im overreacting but they’ve never lived my life so how should they know? i just want love. i want it so bad and as soon as i grab it it just goes away. one of my favorite shows, bojack horseman, has so many quotes that i relate to, but the one i relate to most rn is the one from the cat in the show, princess carolyn: “You know the worst part? I knew this was gonna happen, and I let myself get excited anyway.”

that’s how i feel when i finally wear off.

my kitten is named after princess carolyn n i call her pc for short

My boyfriend of almost a year ago emotionally cheated on me with his at the time girl best friend. I never wanted to look at his phone. I had gotten out of a toxic relationship where the last one cheated but I wanted to try things differently this time with my current boyfriend. I never questioned girls or even looked over his shoulder for my own peace of mind. After awhile week of dating he broke it off with me saying he didn’t think this would work out, when I asked him more about he began to say it was his friend who had influenced him. I can’t lie in that moment I took his phone and looked right away. When I looked at his and his girl best friends text I saw they had both been talking about personal things of me and just talking bad in general. He then proceeded to end things on and off because of this girl. He’s blocked her and now it’s just been us, however his roommates are super close friends with this girl and now it seems like I can’t stop looking through his phone for more details on what he’s lying about. I feel like I hate him sometimes. It seems like he’s trying his hardest but I feel like I can’t ever trust him again. I keep trying. We aren’t always bad but when I think about what he’s said, done, or knows it kills me. He won’t let me break up with him because he thinks we can work it out. I feel like I’m being dramatic but he also knows what he was trying to do. Along with that he’s aware I got cheated on. Obviously there’s a lot more details but this is the short version. I’m not sure what to do, I want us to work things out but I don’t even know the first step . We’ve tried talking but it doesn’t ever go good. What more can I do?

Tell me now and don't regret it two years later. Duh.just let me know dude wth.🤣😂🤣😂😂😂

I stop using this kinds of sites 2 years ago coz it will just hint you down like plague. There's no assurance that the person I am crazy I love with posted those heartfelt posts. I also have a playlist for him only lmao. The only thing that stops me from pursuing this connection ( hey I'm a girl) is that he rejected me upfront. End. That was my sign to move on. Then two years later I see this post on some site with MY NAME on it telling me he loved me last post was last year. Fck man.. I tried to move on. I also fell in love with a man I just saw from a chat group. He was an expert on this tech stuff as well that's why I being so low-key about all this sht. That was my way of moving on BUT FCK you guys for not telling your feelings to me upfront then ask why I didn't tell you my feelings I am a girl you should be the ONE telling me how you feel not the other way around!!!!!!! I don't care if you u got jailed or something that's why u disappeared!!!! So here goes I am in love with the people who doesn't tell me how they feel hahahahahahhah. FML. I still feel good that they make an effort to track me down and sht. Like if you only knew how I felt about you would u be happy? If you only knew that if you just said how you feel about me I would so somersaults and backflips. to whoever you are don't be jealous I am still 100% single obviously goddamn.

I invested a lot if love and emotion into this girl, who turned out to be dating someone else. I was even under the impression that she loved me with the compliments she's given me. It definitely hurts to think this is ending, and that someone else is the one providing her with love. But I suppose she loves someone else even more, and she's not mine to love. All needed from me now is to tank the hit to my chest, where it feels unbearably empty. I just feel drained and wasted. I'm the type to give our love more than I receive, and that's why. I'm so mad I cannot cry, i am in that damn spot where it stings but you cannot let it out, so you're just stuck with the pain. Anyway, that's enough whining, thanks for reading, as knowing someone might skim thru this does make me feel better. :)

I thought I already moved on. I thought I'm all good. Turned out I didn't. Doesn't help that I found out about it a year later. I don't know why I can't move on. I don't think this is limerence anymore. 😵

i dont really have anyone to tell this to, since i dont have a partner and my one friend i could talk to about this...would not like to hear this. im just throwing this out into the void. hopefully no one will ever know its me.

recently, ive had this bout of depression. i know i know, everyone has that from time to time, ive had it my whole life. but this one just seems to hit deep for some reason. ive felt nothing but extreme loneliness since mid-late 2024 (and further...it just got stronger during those months). i got cheated on, left a toxic relationship with two of my best friends, and my old highschool friends? i just dont relate to them or talk to them anymore. my best friend, whos like my platonic-soulmate, has their own shit and love life to deal with. i used to talk to them about this love-life lonely bullshit a long time ago but they told me they didnt wanna hear it since (at the time) they were single and it annoyed them, so i stopped telling them anything related to it permanently, alongside other feelings stuff. not in a petty way but i just dont want to burden anyone. im mentioning this because im on a trip with them right now, and i really wish i wasnt. i have to hear them talk to their girlfriend a lot and all that other mushy shit, and im happy for them! i just wish i didnt have to be near it. obviously ill let them call in front of me and do all that because durrr theyre my friend, they can do whatever. im glad they finally got their first relationship. it just sucks because i really want to be home by myself to cry because i cant cry in front of them or else theyll ask whats wrong and they obviously wont like what i have to talk about and probably say something rude about "imagine how i felt" or some shit. i feel like im not allowed to feel bad about this since theyve been single longer than me or whatever.

i just feel super lonely and suicidal. i cant talk to them about it because "oh youve been in more relationships then ive ever been blah blah"...but they all ended badly. weird high school shit, being assaulted and weird sexual shit happened to me that i dont want to delve into, cheating, being thrown to the side....i dont think im a victim, i think i just have had a bad luck streak. i wont go too into detail. im in my 20s now and being single is fine, i just wish i had someone who genuinely loved me (and ill love them too! Two-way street, obviously) . no cheating or sexual shit or any weird stalker bullshit. im so tired of it. dating apps suck since ive only ever dated friends/people im close to and its hard to get that with people u just met on an app, and where i live theres not many queer people...it especially sucks because im lowkey ugly? i dont need pity for it and im not trying to fish for compliments, ive just accepted it at this point. being lowkey weird with gender, being ugly, autistic, and looking like a teenage boy makes finding love (platonic or romantic) hard.

not only that, but schooling stress and love life stress also pile onto the fact that like...the only people i could talk to at this point are my parents and even then i CANT because theyre conservative and ive lived a double life hiding all this gender and love life bullshit from them. they wouldnt understand and id probably be kicked out. i want to tell them so bad, but theyre so brainwashed. i want to cry into my moms arms about my frustrations of love and gender and tell her all the bad things ive been hiding for the past decade. but i cant. i have no one i can talk to. i try to download dating apps to make friends or do hookups but it never makes it past the awkward small talk phase. i do try, i really do. i just feel like ill keep constantly chasing this quick friendship making thing to fill the void but it never works. i stopped doing it but i always have the urge to redownload those apps and try again. hell, ive even been thinking about hitting up old exes and shitty friends just to feel something/HAVE someone.

im delving into books and science more and stuff i love. school is doing fine and im happy about what i want to do...so i have that part somewhat figured out. but the other shit? yea ive given up at this point. ive settled for just crying myself to sleep, drinking, and indulging in drugs to try and feel less lonely. getting into hobbies like costume making would be nice, but i dont have the money for a sewing machine lmfao.

maybe if i just cave in and tell my parents everything, that weight will be lifted off my shoulders and maybe ill feel a little more resolved/less lonely? i dont know.

im sitting near my one friend typing this. id rather make a long ass message on a stupid anonymous board then talk to them about anything. and before yall comment YES i recently got a therapist, and it helps! another person to talk to, but its not a real friendship yknow? and ik some people will probably be like "oh ill be ur friend!" but its like...awkward and probably wont make it out of this message board yknow? plus, i crave irl friendships...idk. i appreciate the sentiment though. people online can be really sweet! i just really want to hang with people irl, ive had enough of online shenanigans, haha....

if you read all this uhhhhhh congrats, have a gold star. i hope you have a nice day/night wherever you are!

So, I was in love with online person I met, and he goes by a nickname 'Hanata'. I don't know his real name, but he's so nice and seems so miserable and needy..

So I feel in love with what I thought was him

But instead, I realized I fell in love with the vision of him in my head

They are so concerned if my dating life when they are all gay. They should just move on and get going as they are not perfect after all. A guy who takes 3 years just to wanna meet you is just a fcking waste of time lmao.

What I want the most is if you tell me if I know you reveal your identity tell me who you are when we were talking? Let me know some bits and pieces so I can connect it , not revealing your real self and name won't help or I just need to accept the fact that you are just a figment of my imagination and so be it I guess. I need help guys I need to move on the point is moot.

I don't know your name I don't know your face and even if our paths cross in person I wouldn't know. If only I haven't seen the post on that website. I would have loved to kiss you and hug you for a very long time and tell you but I believe our paths will never cross and even if we did I will never know. Just so you know that I still think about you until today sometimes I wonder what you look like and what is your real name bit maybe the odds are just better and we'll never know? I still think about you up to this day but I believe it is impossible to meet and see you in real person? Your fake name and personality doesn't even help lol. To whoever you are my batman thank you and I will never forget you.

My life’s been horrible since my parents died when I was like— 15 or smt

They died from a plane crash :/ yes so tragic, I wish this was a fictional story bc I went through way too much while living. I raised my brother ( practically ), he was just 4 or 5 when the incident happened;;;

Ok and now he got cancer— heart cancer level 4– and if the dear doctors had the guts to actually take care of him rather than scam me for money, maybe my life would’ve been so much better.

Yet this girl had the audacity to show up in my life like bro’s crazy or smt— she was yandere asf but luckily didn’t kill ppl— I guess that made my 1st year of university trouble

But hey now I’m in the police agency and I have a boyfriend :/ but guess what? Fate had to make my life worse by making this criminal send him into coma— we don’t even know when it will end

And worse of worst, my brother died last week ;(

Tbh I would just like to die rn or shiz, but I swear I’ve gone through a case where this teen’s sister committed suicide, I saw the look of sadness in his eyes and I couldn’t bring myself to commit as well

So I guess destiny made me have financial problems and loss problems like wtf is even wrong with my life?

you know what really grinds my gears? trying to find the so-called "perfect girlfriend." yup, that's right, I'm 19, male, not exactly what you'd call struggling in the 'looks' department, and people tell me I'm easy to talk to. you'd think with all those boxes ticked, I wouldn't have any issue finding a suitable partner, right?? wrong! seems like each time I think I’ve found someone special, it all turns out to be a massive washout. it's like searching for a needle in a haystack where the needle doesn't even exist!

let's get a bit into detail, shall we? picture this: i meet this lovely girl, we hit it off, and everything's all sunshine and rainbows; but as the days roll by, cracks start forming. suddenly, things that seemed cute before quickly become as annoying as a mosquito buzzing in your ear. does it mean I'm too picky? am I setting the bar too impossibly high? because let me tell you, I'm not into soap opera level drama, and, boy, do some seem to have a PhD in that!!! sometimes, I think maybe the concept of a "perfect" girlfriend is nothing but a myth people talk about, like Bigfoot or UFOs.

it’s not for the lack of trying!! I've put in the effort, and then some! from swiping through endless profiles like some digital romance roulette to those casual flings that left me feeling more hollow than before we met, it’s been quite the toxic concoction of disappointments. ever gotten to the point where you question every decision you’ve made related to dating?? even for the skeptics out there, it’s a musing worth pondering upon. whoever said "love is in the air" must have lived in another era or wrote poetry for a living, 'cause it sure can't be found in the mundane, modern dating game we play today;

here I am, always coming back full circle to that existential quest for the "perfect girlfriend." and it's not like I'm looking for something outlandish or from a fairytale either; just someone who gets me, where mutual respect isn't constantly blown out of proportion. think that’s too much to ask?? so, riddle me this, dear reader: is the perfect girlfriend just some intangible, elusive concept we've dreamt up, or am I just not looking in the right places?? either way, it feels like the odds are stacked against me, turning my quest into an endless cycle of maybes and what-ifs. guess that’s just how the cookie crumbles!

t’s 2025, and let’s be honest by now, everyone and their cat knows about the Law of Attraction. “Just think about it and boom, the universe delivers.” I actually tried it once, and guess what? It kinda worked! Like the universe looked at me and went, “Alright queen, here you go, enjoy a little glow-up.”

Now I’m back, knocking on the universe’s door like, “Hi again, I’m ready! I want a whole new lifemarriage, kids, a family, maybe even a sprinkle of romantic feelings.” The only tiny little problem? I’ve got major trust issues with the opposite sex. Like, Olympic-level rejection vibes. Thanks, past trauma!

So I sit with myself and ask, “What do I really want?” Do I want a simple life where I wake up early, make breakfast for my husband and kids, wait for them to get home from school, cook something warm, help them with homework, and we live humbly ever after?

Or should I shoot for the luxury package—big house, personal assistants, iced coffee delivered to my bedside, and I don’t lift a finger unless it’s to tap ‘add to cart’? I mean, who doesn’t want that? My entire wardrobe would scream brand names louder than my inner voice.

But the thing is, both lives have perks. In the modest life, I’d get love, attention, real connection. In the luxury life, sure I’d be comfy, but I might miss out on the joy of making my kid a simple chocolate milk and watching their face light up. Because, well… someone else would probably be doing that stuff. I might not even remember which kid is in which grade.

So here I am, confused. I don’t know what to choose. And please, spare me the “Pick what’s right for you” advice—I don’t know what’s right for me! That’s literally why I’m asking.

But one thing I do know? I’ve made the decision. I’m ready to change. I’m ready to start. I’m ready to love. So dear universe, stop playing hard to get. I’m manifesting—big time.

I'll try to keep this short but, there's this girl I met at school through a friend group. We didn't talk much, just an occasional comment to one another. Then when our schedules got changed we found ourselves spending two classes together and it wasn't too bad. She was funny, interesting and unique. She had opinions that most people (including myself sometimes) didn't agree with, but I always admired the way she wasn't afraid to voice them even if others disagreed. She made me feel things. She made me feel wanted, like she actually wanted to be around me, made me feel as if being around me wasn't a chore. She always looked me in my eyes when I spoke, as if she was hanging onto to every word I said and committed it to memory. I mentioned liking apple and fruits one time and she went out of her way to get fresh farm apples. It wasn't anything special but just to know that she was thinking of me had me shocked. Most people I talk to usually forget what I tell them after an hour, but not her, she remembered everything. She once asked me to attend a field trip to a boring museum that neither of us had any interest in attending. When I told her I didn't want to go because it was boring, she said it'll be less boring because we're with each other. Naturally I started to develop what I think are feelings but I'm not sure. Were both lesbians, and she told me she always wanted another gay friend so I didn't want to make her feel weird just because I caught a baby crush. So I try to distance myself but only found myself thinking of her on my way back home every day. When summer came around she asked for my number that way we could talk and video chat. I never had many friends so maybe I'm romanticizing something very platonic. I don't think I'll ever tell her how I feel. I know I love her, but I'm really sure if that love is platonic or romantical. For now though, I wanna confess how important our friendship is to me, how deeply I appreciate her. I don't wanna ruin what we have but sometimes, late at night, I remember the way she talks to me, the way she subtlety touches me, the way she lays her head on my shoulder, and each night, my heart aches. Deep down I know I'm looking too deep especially when she has another friend who she never stops talking about, as if she loves her to her dying breath. Each time she does, I feel so overwhelmed with a jealousy that I know I have no right to feel. Perhaps I'm just young and confused?